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“REBEL BRIDE”
BY VERA BROWN
At last it was time, Keith clench
ed his teeth as Linda walked quietly
out on to the stage. She looked
nlovely in a simple frock the color of
her lovely spun-gold hair. Then
Karl came, with his little foreign
bow, and the music began. The au
dience seemed to like it, but Keith
waited for the concerto. That was
Linda’s show. He sat with clenched
hands, and his white gloves were a
1’mp string. Then at last she came,
so young and lovely the audience
whispered as she took her place at
the piano.
Then came the torrent of sound.
To Keith the modern music did not
appeal. Through the long passages
of the music he waited, desperate to
know -what these people thought of
it. Then suddenly it was over and
the roar of applause told him they
had liked her.
There was an encore. Keith did
not hear it. He waited eagerly un
til the end. Then he managed to
get near to a music critic friend of
his.
“What do you think of the Marx
woman, Steve?”
“Marx? (She’s 0 K. Has a lot of
talent, Never heard of (her before.
Is she a friend of yours?”
Keith nodded.
“She’s pretty good for a woman,
and you know that’s high praise
from me. Read wliat I say about
her in tomorrow’s paper, Keith!’’
Steve was laughing.
.Suddenly he stopped. “You know
she looks familiar. But I can’t place
her. Where did she study?”
But Keith only shook his head
vaguely.
It was the Evening Record’s so
ciety reporter who recognized Linda
Laird that night. But, one and all,
the critics liked Linda’s playing.
They had been kind before they
knew who she was! And that fact
made Linda ecstatically happy. She
felt she had been tried and not
found wanting.
CHAPTER XXXVI
High up in the great office build
ing Linda sat across the desk from
her attorney. It had been a week
since the concert. It was a success
and when Linda’s identity was dis
covered, the newspapers ’had been
kind.
“So, now you’re a famous pianist,
I suppose I’ll have more work look
ing after your affairs,” Keith said
with a grin.
“You’re a good attorney, Keith,”
Linda retorted. Then she suddenly
became shy. “I’m so grateful to you
for being at the concert to hear me.
I know you don’t care much about
music.” For Linda had learned .of
Keith’s presence in the concert hall
from the newspapers,
“They predict great things for you
and Schmidt,” Keith continued.
“Yes, they were so kind! If only
I can come up to- all the nice things
they say about me!”
“You can!” Keith said shortly.
“Now for business.
“More papers to sign? It seems
that I’ve done nothing else since 1
came home,” Linda protested. “I’m
glad you’re honest -or it would be
sad for me.’
“More papers,” Keith , admitted,
taking out a stack. “I’m glad your
mother thinks it’s very smart, your
turning artist on her. But I think
she was a little chagrined that you
didn’t tell her,”
There was a silence. Linda want
ed to ask about Miklos. Keith un
locked his desk, Then -he threw a
packet of letters across to her. He
made no comment. She picked them
up as though they burned her fin
gers. She could not meet his eyes.
“Better lock them away in your
safety deposit box.”
“ I never want to see them again/
Linda’s eyes were swimming. She
tore the letters up into hits, one by
one. Only when the letters were
in tiny pieces did Linda think to
ask Keith how 'he came by them.
Keith a Detective
“It was simple. I knew this
Prince must be here if the woman
was starting anything. I cabled Hun
gary and found, of course, there was
no record of their marriage. That
was first, Then we had a detective
follow the woman until she went to
meet the Prince, There was nothing
to it after we found him.”
“I don’t understand!”
“Here’s something else for you!”
Keith took out a packet from his
desk and opened it.
“My Emeralds!"
Keith smiled.
“There’s a few of them gone,” 'he
said. "He admitted to me he’d
sold them. >Well, I had a lot of
fun with this, Linda."
Keith held up his wrist. There
was a big black and blue mark on
it.
Linda’s eyes were wide. “You hit
him?"
*‘I had that pleasure! You see I
got the insurance company in on
the thing. Did we go to town with
that fellow! Say, when we got thro’
with him be was ready to pay us for
for taking the emeralds back!”
Keith leaned back and laughed
as he conjured up the picture. “We
got them back yesterday, Linda,
and he sailed this morning. I don’t
think there’ll be any more trouble."
•T didn't knew you were a detec
tive!”
“The woman just wilted. I found
out he had picked her up on the
boat coming over. Never saw her
before. It looked so easy, for you
had been easy with 'him all along!”
Keith stopped a moment and look
ed across the desk at Linda. “You
see, I felt responsible for letting
you go wandering across the world
alone! Mom is warned me, but I
wouldn’t listen. You’re really just
a babe in the woods, Linda.”
“I’m an awful fool!” Linda’s
voice choked. “I’m so ashamed,
Keith. You’ll never know how
hard it was to- come to you wit'll al!
this, when I felt so disgraced. But I
never loved him, Keith. I must
have been .hypnotized with his title.
That’s the only explanation I can
give,”
She did not add t'h-at she liad been
so desperately lonely, away from her
home, her family—and Keith.
Linda Meets “the Blonde*’
Keith turned the conversation to
the business at hand. He pressed
a buton and then in the instant the
blonde girl came in. “Miss Eton, get
me the file that has to do with the
Laird Memorial."
Linda’s eyes followed the girl.
She was lovely, and dressed witn
such smartness, “She’s charming,
Keith. I understand you’re inter
ested in her.”
“Yes, she was very .kind to- me
when I came up here, helped me get
the hang of tihe office routine. She
is a cousin of Lucille Drake. Nice
family but tih-ey lost all their money.
She’s got plenty of courage. I ad
mire her a lot.”
Linda was silent. She felt dizzy
and sick. But Linda was deter
mined Keith should not see. “I hope
you’ll be very happy!” she managed.
“I ihope so!” Keith’s voice sound
ed a little grim.
He handed Linda a stack of papers
“I want you to sign them before
you go."
Before she went! Linda felt the
dismissal in his voice. _ But before
she could speak, he continued:
“What are you going to do now?”
“Keep on with my music. Papa
1 R-oget is going to stay on here this
Winter with me. We’re going to
give a concert—for me, Keith. He
says I’m ready. And maybe before
the Winter is over I can appear as
soloist with the Philharmonic!”
But her voice did not carry the
happiness Keith might have expect
ed. Linda picked up the pen.
“Better sign that “Linda Laird
Winthrop,” he advised.
Linda lifted her head and her
deep brown eyes held a question.
“Why Keith? I got my old name
back in Paris.”
Keith turned and Walked to the
window, his hands behind him. Then
he turned and faced her suddenly,
“Linda, I’ve a confession to make.”
“A confession?” She did not un
derstand.
Keith’s Confession
‘‘You Know some of those many
papers you’ve signed, early this
Summer?”
“Yes."
“They went to Paris. I’ve been in
touch with Weyer,” Keith straight
ened >his shoulders. “I’ve done
something for which yo-u- may never
forgive me!" Keith’s voice was
pleading. “I had Weyer get that di*
vcrce decree set aside!”
Linda stared up at him but did
not seem to understand. “What?”
“It is all perfectly legal, Linda, it
was a simple legal process. You’re
still Linda Laird Winthrop!”
He pushed a pile of papers toward
her. Then he came over to her and
looked down into hey eyes. “Linda,
please. Give me another chance/’
His arms were about her, holding
her dose and he could feel her body
shake with sobs. “Linda, say you’ll
forgive me!”
“Oh, Keith!” But she could man
age no more words.
He took her into his arms as
though she were a little girl and
talked to her, whispering into her
ear, “Poor baby, it’s all been my
fault." He tried to quiet her sobs,
but she was almost hysterical.
“Mrs. Winthrop! Stop it!” He
Shook her gently and then put his
hand under her chin, “Look at me. ’
What Keith saw in her eyes sat
isfied him, for he bent again his kiss
was long and possessive. Linda tried
to speak but his kisses stopped her.
“This is my day to talk." Then he
left her for a moment to go to his
desk again.
When he came back he slipped
over <her finger the wedding ring
and the big diamond which had gone
on her first wedding anniversary,
when the hold-up men had taken
her jewellry near Vienna.
“Keith, where did you -get them?”
“What do you suppose Miklos us
ed for money to get out of this
country? I bought them back, Lin
da.” He held her close again and
kissed her .hand which wore his ring.
“They were worth the price. I want
ed you to have them back. .So I made
Bethlen the offer.” Keith laughed.
“He had to buy it back from a wo
man he’d sold it to here in New
York. But it was worth the money
to me.”
“Then 'he did stage that -hold-up
Linda managed.
“Of course. I was sure the min
ute you told me about the emeralds.
IA long time after ■ward Keith rang
for Miss Eton and they had her con
gratulations.
“Now for our honeymoon!” Keith
said as she left the room,
“I thought you were in love with
her?”
“Nonsense! She’d let me talk to
her about you!” Keith rejoined.
“.She's a g'reat girl,” He was sil
ent for a little. “Linda, she gave
you back to- me, darling!”
“How, Keith?”
“She told me -what you did for
dad.”
Keith's voice broke. Then, see
ing 'her eyes darken, he went on:
“And I did love you, Linda. I want
you t-o- know that. When I went to
Paris it was to do as I said, get Iris
to listen to reason.”
Another Honeymoon
Linda moved restlessly in his
arms. “Let’s not talk about it!"
“We’re starting right this time,
Linda. With the truth! I was
never so- happy in my life as I was
wih you in Nice!” And Linda be-
lived ih-im then.
-Later they talked about the hon
eymoon again. “We’re leaving to
night—for the West. No more Eur
ope for us!” Keith said.
Through the windows of the of
fice, high above Manhattan, the sun
set was coming into the office. Over
by the windows they looked down
■on New York below them.
“And wihen we come back, Linda
I’m going to work harder than ever
here. I’m going to make a name
for myself.”
“I know you will!”
He bent and kissed her. “And you
are going to be famo-us, Linda. Papa
Roget says so. You’re going -o-n
with your music—”
Linda smiled with- an almost fate
ful knowledge. She would not .go
on with her. music. She knew now
what she wanted out of life, and she
had it. But time enough when they
go back to tell Keith that. “As you
wish, Keith,” she answered.
Then they had to rush to catch
; the train for the West—and -happi
ness.
The End
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LOS ANGELES, Cal..March 24—
Ernest Vincent Wright, 66, sat down
to write a novel that would be dif
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typewriter and completed the job’—
5 0B10 words.
Let’s tie down, the “e” bar and tell
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Author Wright is a kindly viva
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classical foundation is thorough.
Publication of a four-stanza com
position without a common fifth
symbol, and acclaim of it as most
odd, got him thinking.
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“Now I think you that you should
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But best of all we prize today
Their early training given
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And -for lo-ur home in heaven.
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To those kind parents true;
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