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About Ashland American. (Ashland, Jackson County, Or.) 1927-1927 | View Entire Issue (May 20, 1927)
s. LEADING LADY GERALDINE BONNER WN.U SERVICE STO RY FROM T H E ST A R T 1 ■ i W h i t e d e sp o n d e n t o v e r th e e n f o r c e d h i d i n g o f her fiance, Jim D e ll«.», s l a y e r In s e l f- d e f e n s e o f H o m e r P a r k i n s o n , m em b er o f an I n flu e n tia l f a m i l y , Sybil Saunders, p o p u la r actr ess, is e n g a g e d to p l a y V i o l a Ip a c h a r ity n e r f o r m - a n c e o f " T w e l f t h N i g h t " on G ull island, on the Blaine coast. A f t e r the play, w h i c h is a b ig hit, W a l ly Shine, ofll cia l p h o tog ra p h e r, l e a r n s s o m e t h i n g o f the je a lo u s y e x i s t i n g In the com pany. The c o m p a n y p r e p a r e s to depa rt. CHAPTER II— Continued They stopped at the steps and Joe Tracy made his good-bys. He was go ing camping in the woods with his friend Jimmy Travers, who was to meet him at Bangor tonight. They’d stay tiiere twenty-four hours, getting their stuff together, then be off for the northern solitudes— no beaten trucks for them. He left, jauntily swinging his kilted skirts, a whistled tune on his lips. Soon ufter, Stokes departed, saying lie wus going to change ills clothes. A door to the right opened Into the entrance hall. Here he and his wife occupied a ground-floor room. He lis tened at tlie panel before lie entered, then softly turned the knob, and, in side, as softly closed the door. Shut in and alone his languid pose fell from him like u cloak. An avid eagerness sharpened his features and directed ills hands, pulling open his valise and taking from it a small leather case. Moving back from the window he pushed up his sleeve, took the hypo dermic from the case and pressed in the npedle. When he had restored the hag to its place, lie threw himself on the bed and lay with closed eyes feel ing the Ineffable comfort, grateful as an influx of life, vitalize and soothe ills, tortured being. Mrs. Cornell and Shine rose up and followed him. Mrs. Cornell had her packing to get through and wanted Miss Pinkney's help. Shine was going to see if the pantry would do for a dark room, intending to take some flashlight photographs of the company thut evening. He had found in a cabinet all the flashlight requisites and thought it would lie an interesitng memento of their visit—each of them to have a picture. “ They’ve got everything here,” he said as he pointed to the corner where lie had made his And. “ Not alone all the supplies, hut two first-class cam eras and a projector. I suppose some of the fuinlly took It up for a fad.” Shine, who was domiciled In the but ler's bedroom, disappeared into the ad joining pantry and Mrs. Cornell trod resolutely on into the kitchen, being one o f the few members of the com pany who was not afraid of the house keeper. Miss Pinkney, who was sitting up right in u stiff-backed chair, rose re spectfully. She was a lean slab-sided woman of fifty, with tight-drawn hair and a long horse face. She had disap proved bitterly of the intrusion of the actors upon the sacred precincts of • lull Island and though she had been rigidly polite hoped that her disap proval had got across. Mrs. Cornell broached her request and Miss Pinkney agreed. She was even very pleasant about it, showing a brisk, friendly alacrity— with the helper gone they'd only lie a cold sup per and she could dish that up In two shakes. Together they left the kitchen and on the stairs Mrs. Cornell hooked her plump arm inside Miss Pinkney's bony one and said when Mr. Shine took the flashlights that night he must take one of them as the "feeder” and the other as the "fed.” Bassett had gone into the house, too. As he crossed the living room he no ticed its deserted quietude, in contrast to the noise and bustle that had pos sessed it an hour ago. He opened the door Into the hall, where again all was quiet, none of the jarring accents that occasionally rose from the Stokes’ room. He walked across the gleaming parquette to the library which he had used for his office. Two long French windows framed a view o f the channel and Hayworth dreaming among Its elms He went to one of the windows and looked ou t The girls were still sit ting there, and, as he looked at them. COPYRIGHT b flt* BOB8&-MERRIU CQ an expression of infinite tenderness lay like a light on his face. It wie* the light Shine had noticed, allowed to break through clearly now thut no one was there to see. He sat down at tlie desk; there were letters for him to answer, addenda of the performance to qlieck up. He moved the papers, looked at them, pushed them away, and, resting his forehead on Ills hands, relinquished himself to n deep pervading happi ness. Yesterday Anne had promised to marry him. His mind, held all day to his work, now flew to her— memories of her face with the down-bent lids as he had asked her, and the look in her eyes ns they met ills. Brave beautiful eyes with her soul In them. It had been no light acceptance for her, it meant the surrendering of her whole being, her life given "Over to him. He heard her voice again, and his face sank into his hands, ids heart trembling in the passion of its dedication to her serv ice. Anne, whom he had coveted and yearned for and thought of far be yond his reach— his! He would be He Went to One of the Windows and Looked Out. worthy of her, and he would take such care of her, gird her round with his two arms, a buckler against every ill that life might bring. She'd had such a hard time of it, struggling up by herself with Joe hung round her neck like a millstone. At the memory of Joe he came to earth witli a jarring impact. He dropped his hands and stared at the papers, his brows bent in harassed thought. Bassett had heard something that morning from Sybil which must be looked into— something he could hardly believe. But Joe being what he was, you never could tell. It had been a mistake to bring him, with Sybil a bunch of nerves and Stokes shunted unexpectedly Into their midst. And now lie felt responsible, he'd have it out with Joe before he left, one more disagreeable scene before they separated tomorrow, and Bassett, like Mrs. Cornell, felt he'd thank Provi dence when they were all on the train In the morning. Meanwhile he'd go over his papers while he waited for the boy. who had gone to his room to dress. The door was open and he could hear him as he came down the stairs. Anne was approaching the house, a slender crimson figure, her hair in the sunset light shining like black lacquer. She was smiling to herself—every thing was so beautiful, not only Hull island and this hour of tranquil glory, but the mere fact of existing. Then she saw Flora Stokes sitting on the balcony aDd realized that In this golden world there were people to whom life was a dark and troublous affair. She wanted to comfort Flora, let some o f the happiness in her own heart spill over into that burdened one. But she knew no way of doing It. could only smile at the haggard face the woman lifted from her book. “ Oh. Mrs. Stokes, reading.” she cried as she ran up the steps. "How can you read on such an evening as this?" Flora Stokes aald she had been walking uDout till site was tired, and then glanced at the distant rock: "You've left Sybil out there.” There was uo comfort or consola tion that could penetrate Mrs. Stokes' obsession. Anne could only reassure: "She's coming in soon. She Just wanted to see the end of the sunset.” She pussed Into the hull, sorry—oh, so sorry! But the library door was open and she halted, poised birdlike for one glance. The •man at the desk had Ids back to tier and stie said noth ing, yet lie turned, gave a smothered sound and Jumped up. She shut her ejes us she felt iiis arms go about her and ills kisses on iier hair, her senses Murred in a strange ineffably sweet confusion of timidity and delight. “ Darling,” lie breathed, when the kiss was over, “ 1 thought you were never coming.” " I had to stay with Sybil. She didn't want to be aloie.” "But you wanted to be here?” "Just here,” she laid a finger on hi» breast and broke Into smothered, breathless laughter. lie laughed too and they drew apart, their hands sliding together and Inter locking. it was all so new, so be- wildtrlngly entrancing, that they did not know how to express it, the man staring wonder-struck, the girl, with iter quivering laughter that was close to tears, looking this way and that, not knowing where to look. “ 1 ought to go," site whispered. “ They'll be coming," but mude no move. “ Wait till they do." Then with a sudden practical facing o f realities, "When will we be married?" "Oh, not for ages! I’m not used to being engaged y e t !” "I am— I never was before but 1 must have had a talent for it, I ’ve tuken to it so well.” “ Oh, Hugh!” Her laughter came more naturally, ills with it. They were like u pair of children, delighting in a little secret. “ Won’t they be sur prised when they hear? Nobody lias u suspicion of it.” She looked so enchanting with her eyebrows arched hi mischievous query that he made a movement to clasp her again, and then came the creak of an opening door from the floor above. ' "H is t!” she held up a warning hand and sl!d away, her face, glancing back for a last look, beautiful in its radiant Joy. Bassett moved to the stair-foot. Once again lie had to come down to earth with a bump, lie passed his baud over Ills face as if to wipe off an expression incompatible with dis agreeable interviews. This must .lie Joe. It was Joe, dressed for travel In ■knickerbockers and a Norfolk Jacket, a golf cap on the back o f iiis head. He carried an overcoat across his arm, In Ills hand a suitcase a d a fishing rod done up in a canvas case. At the sight of Bassett lie halted, and the elder man noticed a change in Ids ex- prt%8lon, a quick focusing to attention. "Oh,” lie said. "W ant to see me, Bussett?” “ Yes, I want to speak to you be fore you go.” Joe descended. Stopping a step above Bassett, lie set down iiis bag gage and leaned on tlie banister, polite ly waiting. Bassett spoke with lowered voice: "I heard something this morning that I cun hardly believe— an accusa tion against you. That you’ve been using your position liere to act as one of the police spies wlio’ve been keep ing tab on Sybil.” The boy looked at him with impen etrable eyes and unswerejl in the sume lowered k e y : “ Who told you that?” "She did. She accuses you o f hav ing come here with thut intention, got the Job knowing that no outsiders were to be allowed on the Island.” Bassett was certuin he hud paled under ttie tan, hut his face retained a masklike passivity. “ Sounds us if she might he losing her mind." “ You deny It?” The boy gave a scornful shrug: “ Of course I deny it. I shouldn't think it would be uecessury to ask that.” . “ She says she came upon you ex amining a letter of hers, holding it up to the light. And three days ugo she found you in her room looking over the paper* in her desk.” “ A h !" he made a gesture o f angry contempt. ” lt would make a person sick—examining her letters I I was looking through the i i i h II bag to see if there was anything for me. If I took up one of hers by mistake does that prove I was examining It?” "How about the other thing?” “ Being In her room? Yes, I was there. 1 went in to get a stamp. I had an Important letter to go when Gabriel took over the mail and It was time for him. All the rest of you were out. Her room was next to mine and I went in. I never thought anything about It, no more than I would have thought about going into Anne's or yours or anybody else’s. She’s putty, I tell you. You can’t trust her word. 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