■"e.tr * Mars Hill T'’® speakers stand hung a huge
were: Mary Stone P ™ap of Treasure Island, showing
SJone, which led to the hidden
'Patter witlwh **^*^®' was the
Violin! ' *' sacrilege to any
^ 'vas imry^u to|;[j;r’
®"Joy the soo^l[’ ^°'"e’»ow I oouhhi’t
Pieiit. “What rl”*^
fiornunsky-"’ stand for, Mr.
’**®ath. l^^vas my
' if i. coSf t'A^'Z"" °''
“Andy ” ,
voltino^lv *>e- Andy! How re-
"lean "foi- niTn?''^*?/ ^ •'“nestly didn’t
^ clos7it And
as soon as possible.
"^as sayinr*" ®yes^ my dear,” he
with lim7,,^™y puddles of
center.” J'lack fish in the
gasp lit hi] ' “'’^® ‘»o nothing
'••■'ver’s license My
7.es are hhie f*''*«« ‘''«t my
a e" • iie ^ 7, «'y
Jilin,1, ‘a.?yta7 ’
-'7' -'‘iivl";:';yt', >-•
v/oP Workim" " ftioat deal
harV’t ” Meie^'^thit
^ *P Ret out. name was
i'o^J^"l^usi ^7acUc^ ^ ®«"
7 Jiand E *®® ^"‘"'Sl' to stay
Ton’ 'voE *"‘“"?/®ly aequainte,!
' I suppose!”
nne Ruy from
FrSfrow: Md^ Mayo! NWunl'.'tenir^o
.'!r.hi''T.„li.»‘’' >■“'■•' 1'-1''“^
I stood up abruptly. Disillusionment
was creeping slowly up i„y spine.
Where was my rendezyous with the
brilliant and sensitive imisician? Where
were those noble thoughts he was to
have imparted to my open mind? He
was to have had a large part in mould-
mg my young life that night in the
paths of culture and the arts. What
He stood up too. He was not nearlv
so tall nor so slender as had seenie.'l
on the stage. My Dad, who is fiftv-five
IS getting a middle-aged spread that
would correspond perfectly with his.
Andy still had hold of one of my
hands. And I began pulling it awav. 1
have never played hands ivith Boris
Karloff and I have no need of the
cxjicrienee after this.
I tall and very
leautiful, said he, coming closer.
Uh-huh-Avell, er, yes.” I hacke.l
hack and almost sat down on one of
the lobby. I just rementhered I o^otta
go meet some girls. You’ll e.xcuse me,
"on t you, Mr. Bornunsky?”
But my dear—” By now I knew for
sure that his voice had an oiled tone.
1 thought we had a little date to
1 made an attempt to glide out of
tliat place as quickly as possible. As
soot, as the door closed behind me 1
'•an. 1 don t know why. I just had to
After a couple of blocks I slowed up
to a walk. And then I sighed. The long-
, St sigh 1 ve ever made.