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Show TRAILER GIRL By VERA BROWN whu THE STORV THUS FAR Mnrrow beautiful blonde New W. ? ,1 stranded In Palm Beach tn ortLg.'hr ne suit with only 50 cents when ba?er Mrs. Helen Warren, dts-ber dts-ber mpl?;m,' car and trailer from a Pta".here she. Buddy, her son. and camphrt been living. A note from Mrs. WW hnadvlses Lvnn to call at her New wal?e.iiory office for her clothes and York attorney rescued by Terrv Mc. 'ages' -hnm she met at the beach. She Nair' his home, where he has a maid her with some of his sister's pWn e clothes. They then go to a beach evening J101' appears and a quarrel lub Lynn accepts the help of a sues. escape. He takes her to his ItrangS,ere he Wentif.es himself as Ray. tm wud) Austin. He accuses her of I"ond li blackmail him. Greatly In-tfflng In-tfflng Vnn tlees. Stopping at a cot-"oo cot-"oo e meets a young artist. . Schier. who is returning to New mt SS trailer and offers to take her l". She finds Rene to be a decent sort fellow ynn tells Rene her story if, breaks down. They are forced .f; at "he Novell farmhouse during U ?X the Lovells believing them new repa The Lovells discover they are ivweds. The u marriase take CHAPTER XIII The weeks of Summer flew. Lynn's life was a mad whirl of work, admiration, flowers, posing. Both Wild and Terry were giving the young woman the rush of her life. The day after Lynn had first dined with Wild, Mr. Mortimer had telephoned tele-phoned the shop and asked her to stop oft at his office on her lunch hour. It had been a queer interview inter-view and if Lynn's head had not been in such a whirl, she would have puzzled more about it at the time. During the whole conversation Lynn wondered what Mr. Mortimer wanted. He seemed ill at ease, trying try-ing to And out something. It was not until sh& rose to- leave that he remarked: "I saw you dining with Mr. Austin last night at "The Fairway." took their leave. Rene asked Wild to come again. Back in the studio the departure of the two men left a strained silence. si-lence. Lynn turned to the little kitchenette to prepare something for Rene. "Look at me, Lynn. Is Austin in love with you?" "Of course not, Rene." "You'd tell me if you were. You promised." "Of course I'd tell you." Rene walked restlessly about the studio as Lynn went back to her work. He went over and looked down at the painting he had done of Lynn. It was good, and Austin had known immediately. Just as he, Rene, had known. When Lynn had his supper ready, he could -not eat much. But she sat across from him, just as she had in the old trailer days, and Rene was happy for a little. Lynn tried not to watch the clock. She knew Wild would be waiting at 9. At last, she got away, unconscious of the misery in Rene's eyes. She ran down the long flight of stairs, breathless when she got into the street. "I thought you were never coming," com-ing," Wild said as he opened the carjloor. "Where to?" "It doesn't matter!" Lynn's voice was gay. She was with Wild and miito hnnnv sn thp evenine rjassed. ? There being no way out. Lynn pl8f Rene agree They decide their ,ndrf. is to be one In name only, B-aE f divorce to follow. The wedding S olace Their car repaired, they go U Ar?ivuiB in New York, they go to a Sua camp Rene Is taken ill Lynn M Z him through. Their funds are H um goes to see Mr. Mortimer, K warr"n s attorney, who gives her a rteck for 5200. Lynn secure's a position C S Mme Reanoud as a dress model. t Wen? of Rene's. Marty Siedenberg, Jrteditor of a nationally known weekly, is and accepts one o Rene s paint- "Yes, I met him once In Florida, in fact, the night I left there." Lynn's cheeks flushed. "It might be well not to mention you'd had business dealings with Mrs. Warren, or me," he said with apparent casualness. So that was it. Lynn smiled a little. Men were so stupid. Why didn't he say that in the beginning? "I won't mention it, Mr. Mortimer." Morti-mer." she promised. "You know 1 inosof Lynn ior a mae""'" .vw. Xi a studio and Lynn rooms nearby, r ? . Tin discovers Lynn Is modeling for Reanoud "ani I sends her orchids H visits Lynn and begs forgiveness for j I conduct at Palm Beach. v - JfV . 't- 1 g -54 - I Lynn, once she was in her room alone, did not turn on the light, but went to the window and sat down before it. There in her shabby shab-by little room life had seemed pretty pret-ty wonderful, to her. There had seemed some security. Tonight, she was troubled. Something in Rene's face worried her. He looked very I ill. He was working too hard. But it seemed more than that. CHAPTER XIV Lynn hurried over to the studio to get Rene's breakfast the next morning and found him painting away for dear life. Lynn had never seen him like this. A fever burned in his eyes as he worked. It must have been after 5 when Marty came and found Rene still hard at it. "Go away!" grumbled Rene. "Now, that's a welcome for you! I just wanted to see how the pic-I pic-I ture was coming." I Rene stood resolutely in front of 016 canvas, Marty, looking at Lynn's i tired face," felt sorry for the girl. The studio was stifling. Marty 1 pushed Rene aside and looked at CHAPTER XII Continued 9 It was after 9 when Lynn finally 1 left Rene. She had cooked him some chops but could not eat herself. She felt tired and tense. It was very ! hot and she dreaded her little apart-" apart-" ment As she walked out of the building, she heard her name called. It was Wild. "I waited. Thought you might want to get cooled off." Lynn accepted reluctantly. "Just (or a few minutes," she said. "I wish you'd let me drive you out on Long Island. It's wonderful , out there. It isn't far, and the Sound is marvelous." They rode in silence through the city traffic, over the bridge to the island. It was hall an hour before traffic began to thin and Wild could - step on it. The wind, the speed, the cooler air, were refreshing. Lynn was content just to ride on into the 1 dark. When they'd gone on toward Great Neck, -Wild said: 'Til bet you didn't eat any dinner." j "I had a cup of tea." I "We'll stop at a cool place 1 know." j "I look pretty messy," Lynn said. I Wild did not even bother to answer. an-swer. He pulled in at a sheltered little place on the shore, and shortly they faced each other across the : table. "There, that's better." He touched her hand as it lay on the table. "Now I feel you've really forgiven me." Marty felt sorry for the girl. The studio was stifling, feel very grateful to you for getting me my job." But Lynn had little time for speculation. spec-ulation. Mme. Reanoud was closing for three weeks in August to get ready for the September opening. Lynn had promised to come back for that, although Rene had protested protest-ed that he needed her and Marty 1 wanted her to quit her job. When Wild found out about the the canvas. He gasped rn surprise. There stood a slender, shimmering figure in deepest moonlight. Marty recognized the quality instantly. It was a lovely thing. Wild had been right The guy could paint real pictures, pic-tures, not sugar and water stuff. "Well, are you satisfied, now you've stuck your nose in here?" "Rene!" Lynn reported him for his rudeness. s "Think nothing of it. I'm used . i ,.Harl hv artlStS " MartV "There's nothing to forgive, real-l real-l ly. I can see you might have been suspicious of me," Lynn replied. "It was all pretty crazy. But you were a little harsh." He did not answer, but sat looking look-ing at her lovely, mobile face in the soft light from the table lamp. , "Yes, you're as lovely as I remembered re-membered you." Lynn's cheeks colored unexpectedly unexpect-edly under his eyes. vacation he begged her to come up to Long Island, but Lynn refused. Rene needed her. She had to stay in town. Wild had a deep desire to meet Rene Bouchier. He set about to work on Marty. When Wild made up his mind he usually achieved what he wanted. Marty invited him to Rene's for tea. They arrived about 5 o'clock and found Lynn wrapped up in masses of silver fox from Mme. Reanoud s 10 UKlllg UlBUlltu "J walked around the canvas. "Good. Then he thrust his hands into his pockets. "What now? What about the lady of the furs?" "She can go hang!" Marty threw up his hands. "Whatever "What-ever you say" Rene threw himself upon, a couch exhausted. The shadows were lengthening in the big, bare room. Shortly, Rene was asleep. Marty, signaling to Lynn, tiptoed out, and she went with him. In the next few days, Lynn had little time for anything except work. Rene was painting like a madman now the spirit moved him. He finished fin-ished the fur picture, began planning plan-ning an ice one. He had finished the portrait of Lynn and it was carefully hidden away He refused to allow anybody any-body to see it, even Wild, who ap-roiatpri ap-roiatpri his work so much. "I know what you're going to say. Please don't say it. Let me talk." 1 He moved restlessly. "I've done nothing but think of you since you left that night," he went on. "I tried to find you, but there wasn't a trace." He tried to make her look at him. "Please, Mr. Austin." j "Lynn, look at me." She finally j obeyed him. i "Do you believe me?" Under his intense gaze she had to answer hon-1 hon-1 estly : "Yes." "Will you let me see you now and i then?" I Lynn hesitated. The conversation shop. She was sweltering. "All in the cause of art," Rene remarked. Lynn was in utter confusion seeing see-ing Wild here in the studio. She did not know why she minded so much, but she was afraid Wild would not appreciate Rene. The dark, slender painter in his rumpled clothes was dwarfed by Marty s huge frame, and Wild's impeccable flannels. But the three men seemed to get along famously. I've wondered why you didn t try a serious picture of Lynn," Wild "ifene frowned as Wild spoke and Lynn's vacation was over and she went back to Mme. Reanoud's again for the Fall showing as she had promised. Just before Labor Day, Rene went off for a few days' vacation up to I was getting well out of hand, j "Yes, if you wish," she finally i said. "Will you let me prove, too, all I want to say to you and can't?" I She did not answer and he did not I demand one. When they left, although Lynn did not notice, they passed close to a Eroun nf npnnlp riininff which includ- Marty mterposea. 5" - him any high falutin' ideas, Wild He's got a gold mine here! Leave him alone." "But he's a good painter! Wild protested as though Rene were not Pr"Well' he's doing the best magazine maga-zine covers made in this country l "iy said he was a fine painter, Marty's cabin in Connecticut ana Wild insisted that Lynn should keep her promise and come up to South Hampton. She hesitated, now that the time had come. "Does your mother know I m the girl you brought home that night I left Florida?". "Of course she doesn't. I told her about it at the time, but that's all." "Are you sure?" Marty!" Wild persisted. Lynn, watching Rene, saw him flinch It had never occurred to Lynn that Rene might hate doing I toe magazine stuff. Suddenly she realised Quite clearly, as though he had spoken. "We'll forget about that," Rene s voice was harsh. "I've had enough ot poverty and so has Lynn. That s V"There is poverty and poverty," Wild replied. I. nrtrt that Wild meeting Rene Certain' Wild smueo ai L.yuu and said: "There is not one other excuse you can give! You've got to come." So Lynn agreed. Wild was to bring Lynn down after aft-er work on Friday. He was waiting for her at 5:30, and he'd had his chauffeur pick up ber bags at her room. . , . . When they arrived, the big house, set in magnificent gardens, was deserted de-serted The butler told Wild everybody every-body was at the swimming pooL ed Mortimer. Mortimer saw Lynn and her companion, and turned away so she could not recognize him. Wild tried to get her to promise she'd come out to Long Island some week-end when his mother was having hav-ing guests. "I'm busy all week-ends, for Monday Mon-day I'm off and Rene works all day." "You can't keep on working this way." , "For a while, until we're sure how Rene's pictures are going to stand the test." J "I want to ask you something. I ' Are you in love with this artist?" 3 "Of course not!" Lynn answered 1 Quickly, almost breathlessly, in a A kind of panic. He bent suddenly and kissed her on her red lips. "Lynn, I'm going to make you love me whether you want to or no'!" Then he let her go. for the first time, could know what she did not know about him. seeing him work so many hours! Lynn sat sihTnt. shocked by her discovery-Rene discovery-Rene was doing all this for her. to rrrmonoughl'm eZ to Rome and Florence y so I know Lynn is ati rifeiu. Shortly afterward Marty and Wild Lynn was shown to her room, a lovely bedroom in rose and cream which overlooked the Atlantic. A maid hung up her clothes noted the inexpensive toilet things. She sniffed a little to herself, but when she saw Lynn in a simple white wool bathing bath-ing suit, she quite understood why Mr Wild was interested in the girL ' (TO BE COXTISVED) |