Radio and television mirror (Nov 1939-Apr 1940)

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H1 She went through the deserted waiting and consulting rooms, knocked on the laboratory door. Dr. Robbie's voice answered: "Come in." "Oh — hello, Stella," he said, not too cordially, when he looked up and saw her standing there. "Hello, Dr. Robbie," she said. "Are you busy? I just wanted to ask you about my mother. Do you think she is feeling better?" "I think so," he said, still busy with a microscope. "Why— did she seem worse when you saw her today?" "Oh, I — I didn't see her today," she said lamely, aware for the first time that this was a damaging admission. "You didn't? Why not?" he asked, looking up at her briefly. "You should see her every day — that will do her more good than anything else." "I — I — " she stammered, trying to think of a convincing excuse. And then came what seemed like inspiration. "I don't think Miss Bess likes me to go see Mama too much." "Miss Bess?" His hands fell to the sides of the microscope and he stared at her. "That's ridiculous, Stella. Why should Miss Bess care how often you see your mother?" "Well, she's . . . funny, Dr. Robbie." She hesitated, seeming to select her words like someone who was trying to be scrupulously fair. "She doesn't like me to have a mother, it sort of seems like. I mean — -she'd rather I'd be like all the other children at Hilltop— a real orphan." IE forced an irritated laugh. "I ' never heard such nonsense, Stella! It's all something you've made up." "No, it isn't, Dr. Robbie," she insisted gravely. "It looks that way to you, because you're outside, and you don't know some of the things that go on at Hilltop." "What sort of things?" "Oh — well, I'd rather not say," she said, apparently reluctant. Hurriedly she added: "But I can tell you this, Dr. Robbie. Miss Bess isn't as nice a person as you think!" "What!" The sudden flush, ebbing away into pallor, the brilliant, burning eyes that were the result of her statement were more than she had bargained for; she moved backward a step, as if he had threatened her, and with only the thought of justifying herself, blurted out: "No, Dr. Robbie, she isn't! If you knew what I found out today — " "I don't want to know it!" But once more she paid no attention to his protest. "Tim isn't an orphan at all! He's Miss Bess' little boy — hers and that man's that came to see her today!" Dr. Robbie's hand shot out; there was the sharp sound of impact. Stella's head rocked to one side and tears came to her eyes. Her cheek, where he had slapped it, burned like fire, but they were not tears of pain; they were tears of anger. She shrieked, her voice breaking a little: "All right, then— if you don't believe me, go ask her yourself!" "I will," said Dr. Robbie, whitefaced and shaking, and already terribly ashamed of himself for striking a child. Will Stella's lies turn Dr. Robbie against Bess? And will she be able to pit her wits successfully against those of Stephen Cortland in her battle to keep Tim? Read the exciting final chapter of this dramatic story in the January issue of Radio Mirror. DECEMBER, 1939 Get my FREE "Magic Fingertips" AND DISCOVER YOUR Lucky Nail Polish Shade! NAIL POLISH jt rOU4 Amazing new way to try all 12 shades of Lady Esther 7-Day Cream Nail Polish without buying a single bottle! ONCE in a while a new idea comes along that's so striking, so brilliant it almost amounts to a stroke of genius! And Lady Esther's New Magic Fingertips is an idea like that! For these Magic Fingertips, almost incredibly like the human nail, are made of celluloid and coated with a different shade of Lady Esther 7-Day Nail Polish — the actual -polish itself! How to Find Your Lucky Shade You slip them on over your own fingernail — one at a time . . . holding the slender side tabs. Quickly you find the shade that's loveliest on your hands? -smartest with your costume colors. And my 12 Magic Fingertips are yours free! Just send me the coupon below. Once you have found your lucky colors in Lady Esther's 7-Day Polish, your nail polish problems are ended! For here is a cream nail polish of amazing superiority . . . a new kind of cream nail polish that actually triumphs over chipping, peeling and cracking for 7 long days. And all you need apply is one sparkling coat! End All Polish Worries Now! Why puzzle over color charts or polish in the bottles? Why guess about choosing the right shade of polish . . . that ;% may look all wrong on your nails? Send for Lady Esther's 12 free Magic Fingertips now. Be among the first to discover this brilliant new way to find your luckiest, loveliest nail polish color! (You can paste this on a penny postcard) Lady Esther, (50) 7134 West 65th St., Chicago, III. [prr Please send me a complete set of your ri»SB Magic Fingertips showing the 12 newshades of Lady Esther 7-Day Cream Nail Polish. ""It »nn»K« pity If you live in Canada, crite Lady Esther, Toronto, Ont. 55