THE HONGKONG TELEGRAPH. THURSDAY, FEBRUARY 8, 1934.
Forgotten Sweetheart ↳ MARY RAYMOND
BEGIN UHRE TO-DAT **BOB WESTON, son of a millionaire, and JOAN WALINU, a Metaphli giri, are attract ed to each other on the train, en route to
and thought she was A-1.
When Barbara had gone he went Mampbla. doen has left college before to his room and studied the list of graduation to kalet her family in financial Warrens in the telephone directory. energency. Hobi seming to Memphis In Well, there was nothing else to do. connexion with the construction of a southern He would go through the Hat branch of he father's mile..
Bob speaks to Work but thinking he systematically. Half way through, starting station, she rebuff him. It Soses sight of her at the station but tails some time later, he thought he friend, DUKE TURNER,, that be in deter- i dintected an amused note in the operator'a voice. He crimsoned, Joan's father, died, was 'n 'member of an
but went doggedly on. Some of the Warrens were out. Ile made pencil notations of these.
mined to find her.
aristocraild family and MLS WARING lege for her daughters to enjoy the socla! posicion * job tapial, loves pleasure and pretty clothes and pisus lo necave the privatiocia and monolens of der 'mother's life through a rich marriage.
rightfully thaits. PAT, who is 18 and has
"May I speak to Joan, please?" About the twelfth time he asked Idan bent Bob In a tea room but he does that a voice said pleasantly, "Just
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not see her. Through MOLLY DAVIS. » society zizi, Joan sings at a Junior League benen enteriainment which · Bob attends. After the prograsime he is wailing for 'Joan
when his path is barred by BARUAILA COURTNEY. whom he had known in New York. Becavas of this brief encounter be losos Joen azalo,
CHAPTER IV
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Joan flow to her. room, her face retorted Pat. She was lying on train trip, thinking of last night,
Dick didn't burning. Pat kissing a man who the davenport and reached for the wondering,, hoping.
had discarded. notice Joan's abstraction, He was little more than a stranger!
a perfect audi- It was cheap! magazine
"I'll have to talk to Pat," she "Anyhow," she went on, it's un-thought she was usual in these times to get any ence, exactly the sort of girl a
successful physician should have thought miserably, kind of raise. Jerry said so."
"Jerry?" queried her mother, for a wife.
Pat came up the stairs, hum- [ming gally. "Oh, you'ro, awake, "His family own the business.
Joan had been in bed more than Joan," she said, staring "Don't Ho's awell."
say 'swell,"
reproved an hour when she heard a car stopfully at the slim figure sitting up-
"I was worried, Pat". her mother. "It doesn't sound in front of the house. That meant right in bed. nice. How long have you known Pat was home. the young man?"
"Oh, several weeks," Pat sald carelessly.
The doorbell rang a few minutes luter and Pat flew to it. She came back with colour high in her checks. A men's voice answered. Some- "Joan, lend me your rouge and one thought he wanted to speak lipstick. Hurry! I can't find to "Joe". Bob's spirits slumped mine." again.
moment."
At the end of a weary round of phone calls, confidence was leaving him. Illogically, he was angry The hotel lobby was filled with with Barbara Courtney. If Bar people when Bob reached it, but bara hadn't stopped him, he would the girl he sought was not there. have reached Joan before she She was not in front of the hotel stepped in the elevator. If she had or at the side entrance, search re not stopped him, he would be vealed. He felt sick with disap-with Joan now-driving maybe, pointment.
or watching a picture show, or But, he told himself, she would perhaps they'd be in the living not be hard to find now. She had room of her home with an open a glorious voice. She sang at en-fire and the lights turned low. tertainments. And her name was Joan Warren. Well, the night had yielded something.
Barbara Courtney was waiting when he returned. "Don't bother to explain, Bob," she said. "I sup pose you had a telegram to send or somebody called you to the phone or your bootlegger was walt- ing."
"What are you organizing for?" Bill, who had just entered the room, asked.
"I'm going to a fire, darling.” Pat answered impudently. "Look out of the window and you'll see the little red wagon."
Bill went to the window and looked out. A long, low black car with nickel trimmings was drawn up at the curb, looking, somehow, out of place on the street,
"The rich havé descended up on us," Bill began.
them
His blueprints were in a cast, "Oh, be as simple as you Hike, The small trunk filled with his Bil," Pat said airily. Her eyes favourite books--books which had were shining. She was applying supplied all his need for entertain lipstick and rouge, pinching her ment during six months in the eyelashes upward to make Azores-was waiting to be un-curl, going through motions with packed. But he began undressing. which the family was famillat, He was tired. The night was flat. "If you're interested I'll tell He would find Joan if he had you that I'm having dinner down- to employ every detective in Mem-town with Jerome Forrester," Pat Three bad guesses. 'Shall I ex-phin to do it.
said. "He's rich and attractive. Incidentally his failing is blondes like me. I've had lunch with him twice and there's no reason why I can't go to dinner with him." "Well, you can't," Bill said. "Pat" her mother began. "Can't I?" said Pat rebellious-
plain?"
"I'm getting off my head," he "Don't bother. I'm so terribly | thought. "I'm going to bed and glad to see you it doesn't matter." sleep off this sentimental spree."
That was one of the nice things about Barbara, She never made things difficult.
"But I am hurt because
But the romantic hangover was just as bad.
you Jonn was having her blue mo-
didn't call me when you first got ments too. She was punishingly. "Now, Mother, don't be 901 here! I called and called and herself with the thought that she That old stuff went out with hair couldn't get you," she went on. would never see him again. If she nets."
"I planned to call you soon.had only waited a moment longer She was off in a sudden whirl. I've been busy working on planshe would probably have joined "My blue borot-ob, Mother, for the textile plant-"
them. But she had looked back where did you put it? Don't wait "But you'll play around some, and a girl was talking with him. up for me, Joan. Put a key in the. Bob. What about to-morrow So she had rushed away with Pat mail box." night? Some of us are going to as though she wanted to get away the club for dinner and then to from him. What was the matter the Silver Slipper Inter."
with girls that they acted like Ho hesitated "I'm really fright-that? fully, busy. I've a bunch of blue- prints to check to-morrow."
Jonn saw Pat wave a careless hand to a young man coming up the walk. But it was a. full mó- ment before she recognized the Dick, Thornton. And even more difficult a few.mo- ments later, listening to his deep, The mood porsisted and Joan assured voice. Yes, mother was "All right then. I really want-in such a mood was as nice to right. Dick had changed. He was ed to "
have about as an ice pack on aa man now, fine and dependable. "It's settled! And will you pick cold, damp day, according to Pat. Any girl should be proud to pos- mo up, Bob? I'm going to break It was three days later. Pat hadness his affections. a date for you.”
18 "I'll never see him again." she young man thought. "Opportunities don't
"Please, Bob! It's going to be keep coming to people." an awfully nice party."
recelved a $5 a month raise and
What was the matter with her Dick's obvious devotion
It was hard to refuse Barbara.her elation was somewhat dampen- that She
was a nice kid and he'ded by Joan's lack of enthusiasm. should leave her cold? While he rather liked her the summer they "Of course I'm glad, darling," were on the same house party in Joan said. "I think it's wonder- Maine. His father had met her, ful."
talked of plans for the future- binting somehow that Joan was bound up in them-her thoughts
too, when she came to New York "You seem thrilled. all right!" were far away. Thinking of a
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resent-
But the minutes dragged and "Look here, Joan! I won't Pat failed to appear. Finally Joan have you sitting up worrying wont into the hall. The light about me. I've gotten along three downstairs had been left burning yonra without you and I won't,
shenye you telling me what to do and from where she stood could see the two below clearly, now."" Pat's laughing face in its frame "Pat, let's not quarrel."---
"Well, then, get this straight. of golden hair was lifted to meet
I've had a wonderful time to-night the gaze of the young man.
and I'm going to have more of them!"
(To be Continued.)
Suddenly Joan saw the man'a arm go around Pat, pulling, her close, and they kissed.
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