he throbbing city, where Broadway and Seventh Avenue cross to
form a great triangular opening.

At the hotel desk Janet registered for both of them.

"We were to have reservations," she said.

The clerk checked the registration list and marked their names off. Then
they were whisked away to their rooms, high up and on the inside, where
they could sleep in something like quiet. They had two rooms with a
connecting bath.

"Well, what do you think of the city?" asked Helen.

"I'm still a little breathless," admitted Janet. "Los Angeles was
large--but New York--it just seems to swallow you up."

They dressed carefully in preparation for their trip to Radio City and
at nine-thirty o'clock went down stairs and inquired the best way to
reach their destination. The clerk on duty suggested that they walk.

"It's only a short distance. Go one block to Sixth Avenue, turn to the
left, and continue six blocks to Radio City."

The morning air was clear and cool as they set forth, walking briskly
and taking in everything about them. On Sixth Avenue elevated trains
rumbled overhead, but up the street they could see the towering building
which housed Radio City and their steps quickened.

They reached their destination in a few minutes and turned to the right
to the entrance which led to the offices of the World Broadcasting
Company, the chain which was to put their program on the air. The lobby
was of chromium and black and they stepped into a modernistic elevator
that whisked them upward so rapidly they were breathless.

They stepped out at the twenty-seventh floor and into a luxuriously
furnished lobby where there were comfortable chairs and restful lights.
A young woman at the reception desk looked up as the girls advanced.

"We're to join the company from the Ace studios," Janet explained.

"Your names?" The inquiry was purely impersonal.

"Janet Hardy and Helen Thorne."

The young woman checked their names and called a page.

"Take them to studio K," she directed.

Janet and Helen turned and followed the page, who was leading them to a
new chapter of their lives--one more thrilling than they could have
imagined even in their deepest dreams.

Chapter Eighteen

IN RADIO CITY

The page ushered them into the studio and the first person they saw was
Curt Newsom, the tall cowboy star who had also had a part in "Kings of
the Air."

Curt hastened to greet them.

"When did you get in?" he asked.

"This m