Picture-Play Magazine (Sep 1928 - Feb 1929)

Advertising Section 105 A Girl Comes to Hollywood Continued from page 92 recommended by a mysterious lady, it was impossible to learn anything from them about the existence of the "invalid lady." When Madeleine went to the bungalow, as stealthily as she suspected Lopez's companion had moved in, the girl had gained no actual proofs of a woman's presence there, though for weeks she had been spying. It was evening when Madeleine took up her residence, walking in alone after dusk, with no luggage save a suit case. She let herself in with the key Lopez had turned over to James Jones, shut the door behind her without noise and, breathing a slight sigh of relief, set the heavy suit case on the floor. The sound of that small sigh seemed to echo through the vestibule. It was almost dark there, the sole illumination coming from outside, filtering through the glass panes of the front door, shimmering mistily in a mirror, and Madeleine longed to switch on a flood of light. But she would not do this. First she would feel her way through the dimness and draw curtains over windows, so that lights in the house should not be seen from the street. She did not want any one to know or suspect that the bungalow was not empty that night. It was only with a strong effort of will, however, that the girl kept her finger from the switch. '"Stupid !" she scolded herself. But she was afraid. The sound of that sigh which in imagination echoed, sent a shiver through her veins. What if that woman were here — if she had secretly stolen back to find some forgotten thing? Or what if Marco Lopez had, after all, suspected a hidden motive behind the quick sale of his house and were hiding to see what would happen? John Barrett hadn't wanted Madeleine to go alone to the bungalow after nightfall as she proposed to do. "Haven't I proved that I'm no coward ?" she had asked, and he had agreed, while maintaining his point. She would find this ordeal a strain. Of course, as she. argued, she was less likely to be noticed going into the house after dusk than at any other time. All the same, he persisted, it was easy enough to snatch a chance by day and slip unseen into a house in a quiet street. Madeleine had refused to take chances of any kind, so here she was, and hardly had she closed the. front door with a click when she wished that she hadn't refused Mr. Barrett's company. 'T can feel some one here," she 'Or maybe the place is thought, haunted. She took up the suit case again after a minute's rest, and groped her way into a room whose large window suggested that it had been a studio. Lopez had left the thick curtains of dark-blue velveteen, and when the girl had pulled them across the uncovered panes, she ventured to use a flash light she had brought. By means of the tiny light she discovered an electric switch by the door and produced a bluish glow in -two hanging lanterns. There were other switches, but the less light risked, the better it would be, she thought. The girl stood still and looked around her. Everything was blue here — blue and mysterious, except the few pieces of furniture, and a divan covered with purple velvet. The carpet was blue, the walls and ceiling were blue, of a lighter shade than the thick curtains, and the glass in the hanging lanterns was blue as a sapphire. "This isn't like the coloring an artist would want for his studio," Madeleine thought. "Lopez could easily have painted the walls and ceilings himself — for some one he loved. And he must have loved her — once, anyhow, if not now. Maybe he grew tired of her — and of hiding her. Maybe he really meant to marry Lady Gates and get all that money for his own. Or maybe it was just a scheme worked out with the woman, to benefit her in the end. Whichever way it was, he loved the woman and did his best for her when he brought her here." The big window, looking on the patch of lawn and the street, faced north. Opposite, on the opposite wall of the room, another window, only slightly smaller, was set. Madeleine had not been in such haste to cover this with its blue curtains because, even had Jones had described the interior of the house, she was able to see that smaller window looked onto a little patio. A door placed near the window led into a short passage, with a wall of glass running along this patio, and . beyond that, Madeleine knew that she should come to the room decorated, Jones said, "more to please a woman than a man." It seemed to smelled a faint which, somehow, made the house "come alive" in a frightening and sinister way. [to be continued.] the girl that she fragrance of incense EARLE LIEDERMAN, The Muscle Builaer Author of "Muscle Buildingt " "Science of Wrestling," "Secrets of Strength," *'Here'» Health," "Endurance," eto. Does She Love You Enough ? 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