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THE EUGENE REGISTER. GUARD
CAP YtAP BEIDC
LITTLE ORPHAN ANNIE
Her Mind Made Up
By HAROLD. GRAY
Tb"S J.t tin. for
fcttntU; J" ,, n.a mirror to
K Uelf- color flamed
Lr fnfc
'11 "I'.'h.th hi. breath.
EK th. tail door open
r i ih murmur
'l'S:'00L;P Vrri.4 to r.et
'Tr i;!" he .aid with mo
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are ... rl.. V.ll"
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LteV Da'n PbUlip. had
lor n?"'?1'.,, K.t anil burat
A". : i.,,rhrer. "Mr. Har-
.. '".i.w.1. "So this la your
H.rrii, ii ! - thi 400
lauRmns
J,, Vail aald 'hotly, "I don't
'what rP '""'
. t. Mr. Hnrrii.
:bri'k buaineaa-lik. manner waa
Dr:. . - .-no hn tanked
'. !"".'. - .-...oil. rinninir.
at Pan na thoush the two
; esch other. It waa tneredible.
5-StWwhaf. this all .bout?
Toman asked helplessly. "I d
To know the j"ke. too." She
-a at Harris. "Ton you are
Hirria. aren't you? That'a your
.isn't it? Do you know Mr.
iTJtrmor'a face sobered. "Yes
tnW him." he answered. I
t expert to aee him here,
if, rather a surprise.
nrM thinss somewhat. I well.
, nan here I suppose I may as
be frank. I'm the Mr. Harris
Kere eipeetinir. Ml nil. and
i wain.- I'm not. My name la
ri. that Is. It s my middle name.
had note from me sayinu
tall this afternoon to talk to
about pietnre richta on your
-.1 The fart is well. I m not
.presratatire of United Aetors a
fon'r"n"nt with TTnited Aetors?
t you're not the man who wrote
5b, re I am. I wrote the let
ind aent them to a friend of
to remHil from New Tork. (
Bnt. Mt. Harris!" Brendo ail s
I bad lost its animation. She
I ilarinr at the ninn nneompre
liinjlr. almost stupidly. "If you re
ike 'Mr. Harris, who nr. you?
demanded.
Mr name is Pearson. Miss vail.
I Harris Pearson. I'm on the
Tou en The News! Toil mean
a in WellinRton? Toil mean you
rn't anything to do with motion
tires ? Then United Aetors they
't want my stories?" Suddenly
turnpfl en Pearson with blnzine
sr. "What did you do It for?"
erierl. "How dare you? Oh, but
re must be a law aimlnst this
of thing. I'll see that yon pay
it! Triad to trap me, didn't you?
'light you'd get money "
Irenda's afternoon had been too
for her. She snatched lip the
rest thing at hand, a pottery
i, and hurled It across the room.
! raie hit the wall, shattered
i pieeaa. Uremia's anger was not
mad. She caught up a cushion
n the davenport, ripping the silk
that the cotton lining fell to the
r.
What did you do- it for?" she
amed.
la two men exchanged glances,
lysterical woman la not a pleas-
ijht. Phillips said. "There's
use losing rnntrol of yourself,
nda. People wil hear you "
K"hat if they do! Po you lindar
id what he's telling me? It
ns I can't go to Hollvwood!
money I'd counted on $10,000
lest ! it means there won't be
money! What am I to do now?
lister been an humiliated. So
mistreated! I'll see that tou
for this. I'll see that you
r !'
erson was actually sorry for
Re had made Brenda Vail
1 haggard, shrow-like old wo-I-
?he looked years hovond ber
Her lined, twisted face waa
itlc.
'J" ,orry." he said alncorelv.
shouldn't have dnne It. There
e reasons but well, there's no
Ming Into that. Mlas Vail ,1
&erately decleved you and t de-
rv whatever you think of rae.
But after I've said I'm sorry I'm
afraid there', nothing mor. to
be "
"Oh, you think that, do you?"
Brenda snapped. "Well, you'll find
there', plenty I can do about. It.
I'll bav. you arrested. I'm going
to make you pay "
"I'm afraid you won't be able to
do that," the young man said quiet
ly. "You see, Mia. Vail, I've been
a newspaperman too long to take
chance, where law I. concerned.
There wa. no mention of money In
my letters. I didn't sign anyone
else', name. When you examine
those letter, closely you'll find
there', nothing whatever In them
on which you can base charges."
"You think I'd believe that? You
think I'm going to listen to you?
Well, I'm going to see my lawyer!"
"Then you'll only ba obliged to
pay fee. for nothing. It will be
rather foolish."
Perhaps Brenda believed him.
Perhaps she saw that suddenly
every one of her glamorous dreams
naa faded. The vision of Brenda
Vail, the great scenario writer
her name flashing on the silver
screen her photograph In news
paperswealth, fame. Influential
acquaintances all that had van
ished. The woman turned awav,
covering her face with her hands.
"We'd better go," Phillips said.
"Brenda doesn't want us here,
Max." ,
my sight, I tell you!"
"Yes, go! I never want to see
either of you again! Get out .of
Her angry, high-pitched voice
followed them out Into the halt.
Silently the two men entered the
elevator and rode to the ground
floor. They stepped out on the
street and Phillip, was surprised
to see how light It was. A little
after five o'clock. It seemed hours
since he had entered Brenda'.
apartment but In reality It was
less than 45 minutes.
"I'm glad of It," Pearson told
him. "I was beginning to think
you'd lost your head entirely.
That's how I got Into this mlx-up.
Senseless apparently. I suppose
that's what usually conies from
stepping Into other people's af
fairs. But I couldn't stand by and
see a dame like this Vail woman
put the skids on you! I figured
that If I could get her Interested
In going to Hollywood make her
think Bhe had a chance at the big
dough .he'd, well, show up In her
true colors. She s vain, of course.
Terribly vain. You see I took the
trouble to look up Brenda Vail
rather thoroughly."
"How d you do that?
"Oh, sent a couple wires. You
didn't happen to know about Bren-
da's marriage, did you?"
"Married? But Bhe's not ?"
"No,' she Isn't married now.
Husband died two years ago killed
In a taxi smash-up. ( Seems he was
crazy about Brenda and she led
his around by the nose. The dope
Is that this husband could really
write and people who knew both
of them Insist he wrote the maga
zine stories printed under Brenda'.
by-line. At any rate she hasn't "had
a thing published since his death."
Phillip's Hps tightened but he
did not .peak.
"Listen, Dan," Pearson went on.
"I hope you're not sore about what
I tried to do. Suppose I should
have known the thing was .Illy
but it seemed to work. At least
she fell for those letters. I
wouldn't have tried such a thing
If I hadn't known about the phoney
game Brenda pulleW."
"I m not sore. Phillip, assured
him. "At least not at you. When
I think what a complete Idiot I've
been !"
'Forget It. STie's not worth
worrying about!"
"Oh. Isn t .he? Listen. let. me
out of this car. I've got to find a
telephone!"
'You can t do thst. Dan. I won't
let you. You can't go back to that
vampire, I tell you!
"Shes not a vampire! sri'S
an angel. She's the sweetest, dear
est, most wonderful girl In the
world! Stop this car. Max. I tell
you I've got. to telephone, flood
Lord you don't think I'm talking
about Brenda Vail, do you? It's
Cherry! I tell you I've got to find
Cherry!"
(To Be continued)
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