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Show Major Cheaveley Surprises Hyacinth With a Call Telegram Serials Tony synopsis Alan Promina and Hvnelntli Queme era oneasod. Tony. Hyacinth's sister, la caponed from boardlne school. When aha hmrna that her Tetters to bar beloved llttls atator. Jack, hare been Intercepted ana burned by Hyacinth, Hy-acinth, aha Is furtoua. Hyacinth, with har motfaar, attempts to upaat bar father's will, which leaves meat of the family fortune so Tony when she becomes of sue, but' nothing can be done, hfeanume, Harry Beckett alto Tony that Alsa bes told him he smart not see her. Determined to set tven with Alsn, Tony end Jaeky put thorns and holly In hla bed. And when, on Chrtatmes day, Alan elves Tony an aaaortment of dainty hand-kerehlefa hand-kerehlefa marked "Antonla," aha returns re-turns them to him, explaining that she oaanot accept them beosuse shs doesn't like him. Chapter I Hyacinth, coming into the hall, saw Tony emerging from the smoking room. "What were you doing in there?" Her voice was sharp. "I've been returning my Christmas Christ-mas present to your young man." Hyacinth stared at her. "I only hope Alan dealt with you." "What?" Bob Cheaveley moved swiftly so swiftly that Tony draw a quick breath. "You wouldn't dare" his hand gripped Hyacinth's Hya-cinth's wrist A glass fell, smashed, to thr floor. "Bob!" "So my return was a bit of a shock. Eh?" "Bob, please!" Hyadnth'a glance flashed to Tony, seated so still In her comer. Bob Cheaveley turned his head. He loosed his hold. Hyacinth's hand fell to her aida and Tony could see the angry mark on the white skin. "Young Tony, eh?" he said. "Well, she can run along upstairs." Thanks," said Tony. There was a soft sound In the gallery above. Mrs, Querne's once beautiful face looked over the balustrade. "Why. Major Cheaveley! What a surprise!" Slowly she began to descend the stairs. He had raised his hand In greet- "un, yes; ne saia a rew tnings. He haa decided views, hasn't he? Nice for you when you're married." mar-ried." Hyacinth glanced down sideways at her young aister. "You oughtn't to be among decent people," she said. "I never am," Tony replied. She wandered over to the fire and eat down. She would not go upstairs at once, for that might have seemed like a retreat Hyacinth opened the piano. Slow, rippling chords rose from the bass and filled the room. Tony closed her eyes for a moment shutting out the sight of her sister. Again she thought "How slowly the years pass." Three whole years before she would be of age. They stretched before her filled with ing to her, but now he addressed himself to Hyacinth. "We'll have a little talk about thli." Ha didn't trouble to lower his voice. "Do you understand, Hyacinth?" "Bob, it's no use," Hyacinth whispered. Tony could hardly hear. "It's settled. I would have written to you" Mrs. Querne had descended to the hall. "Hyacinth, darling, give me a glass of sherry," she said. "Tony, why are you smoking? You know it's not allowed." Tony rose, throwing her cigaret Into the fire. She smiled a little. She crossed the hall. No one spoke to her again. She was halfway up the stairs when the door of the smoking room opened. Alan Flem- (Contlnuad on the roHowtnn Pasa) gloom nate. The door opened. Potter ap-1 peared on the threshold. Behind him. silhouetted against the light In the outer hall waa a large figure. fig-ure. "Major Cheaveley!" Potter announced. an-nounced. For one Instant It seemed that Hyacinth had not heard. She continued con-tinued to play, her eyes fixed before be-fore her. Then suddenly in a discord dis-cord that music ceased. She rose, but still, Tony saw, she did not turn to look at the big man who had entered. And her face or was It just a trick of the light? was aa whit aa the keys, or as her hands. "Hullo. Hyacinth," said Major Cheaveley. Tony, looking at him, remem-1 bered him well. But in hla past visits to Oaken he had not much noticed her. Nor, It seemed, did he notice her now. 1 "My dear, how nice to see you!" Hyacinths hand waa In hla. Her voice was cordial, but Tony, who had so often felt fear knew fear when she heard It. And In those slightly slurred words It seemed to her that ahe heard It now. She gazed at her sister. Surely even Hyacinth's smile was a little different, dif-ferent, the lips parted widely as If she needed breath. "We we thought you were still In South America," Hyacinth said. "Yes. It's a surprise. It surprised me. Truth Is. I found I couldn't do much good there. The proposition wasn't what I'd hoped. Shan't make my fortune this time." He laughed. His face was brown-red under the thick black curls of his hair. There was a tiny pause. "Tou don't seem too pleased by tha aur-prlse," aur-prlse," said Major Cheaveley, and hla smile waa gone. "But 1 am. Bob." Hyacinth moved away from the piano. She went to the tray of drinks that stood in a corner. "Of course, I'm delighted." Hyacinth'a hand hovered hov-ered above the decanters. Her words came more aulckly than usual, as If they were forced from her. "But you won't have heard my news" "News? What . news?" Bob Cheaveley's eyea suddenly; were riveted on her. "No one knows it yet," Hyacinth Hya-cinth laughed. "I'm engaged to be married. Bob." Her voice waa low. |