Indianapolis Times, Volume 35, Number 244, Indianapolis, Marion County, 23 February 1924 — Page 8

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BEGIN HERE TODAY Colonel Holies, soldier and adventurer. returns to England, the land of his birth, when war is dedaretL.with Holland. He conies to lodge with Martha Quinn, wealthy hostess of the Parri s Head, in Paul’s Yard. London. It is dangerous for the colonel to secure a commission in the English army because the name of Randal Holies, father of the colonel, is on the warrant for the execution of the late king. His Grace of Albemarle, old friend of the colonel, promises to try to secure for Holies a commission. Martha Quinn proposes marriage to the colonel but he refuses her offer. This refusal makes Martha angry and she accuses the colonel of plotting with a man named Tucker against the government. Martha commands Holies to find other lodgings immediately. NOW GO ON WITH THE STORY <*(”■'! RB. QT’TXX, I will bo frank. I M My affairs have gone / awry * V *i through no fault of*my own. His Grace of Albemarle, upon whom I had every reason to depend, has failed me. At the I am a man . . . hard pressed. lam almost without resources.” “That nowise troubled you whiles You ate and drank of the best my

SHE EXTERED THE §EDAN THAT WAITED AT HER DOOR. aouse could offer. Yours is a tale that has been told afore by many a pitiful rogue . . “Mrs. Quinn!” he thundered. But she went on. undaunted, joying to deal a wound to ihe pride of his man who had lacerated her pride p terribly. . . and there's a way to deal ivi’ rogues. If you gives me trouble I’ll ha’ the constable to you, and maybe there’ll be more than a matter of this score to settle then. So my advice to you is that you pay your bill Without whimperings that won’t move me no more than they’ll move that wooden table,” “Mrs. Quinn,” he answered as steadily aa he could, “I have sold by gear that I might pay my debt to you. Yet even so this .debt exceeds the amount of my resources.” “Sold your gear, have you?” She uttered a laugh that was like a cough. “Sold the fine clothes you’d oought to

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impose upon them at Whitehall, you mean. But you’ve not sold everything. There’s that jewel a-flaunting in your ear that alone would pay my score twice over.” He started, and put a hand to the ear-ring—that ruby given to him as a keepsake by the lovely, unknown royalist boy whose life he had saved on the night after Worcester fight some fifteen years ago. The old superstitions that his fancy had woven about it had placed it outside his realizable assets. Even now, in this desperate pass, when reminded of its value, the notion of selling it was repugnant to him. And yet perhaps it was against this very dreadful need, perhaps, it was that he might save his neck —for she made it clear to him that nothing less was now at stake—that in all these years he had hugged that jewel against every blow of fortune. His head drooped. “I thank you.for the reminder. It . . . shall be sold at once. Your score shall be paid today. I ... I am sorry that, jEat . . . Oh, no matter.” He flung out upon the business of finding a Jew who practiced the transmutation of jew els into gold. CHAPTER XII Buckingham's Heroics ISS SYLVIA FARQUHARSON occupied very pleasant lodgings in Salisbury Court, procured for her by Betterton, who himself lived in a house opposite. And it was in the doorway of Betterton’s house that she first beheld the wolfish face of Bates. This happened on that same morn, ing es Colonel Holies’ disappointment at the hands of Albemarle. Miss Farquharson was in need of {certain dress materials which, she had been informed, were to be procured at a certain mercer's in Cheap side. On this errand she came forth in the early afterrnoon of that day, and Entered the sedan-chair that Awaited her at her door. As the .chairman took- up their burden it was that, looking from the unglazed window on her left across toward the house of her friend Betterton, she beheld that sly, 'evil face "protruded from the shadows of the doorway as if to spy upon her. It took her a full half-hour to reach her mercer's at the sign of the Silver Angel in Cheapside, for the chairman moved slowly. When at last her chair was set down at the door of the Silver Angel, she stepped out and passed ir. upon a business over which no woman hurrries. It may be well that Master Bates—who had come slinking after that chair with three tough bullies following at a still greater distance—was something of a judge of feminine nature, and so came to the conclusion that it would perhaps be best part of an hour before Miss Farquharson emerged again. He had noted the little crowd about the steps of Paul’s, he had heard the burden of the preacher’s message, and those wicked wits of his had perceived here a stage vfery opportunely set for the nasty little comedy which he was to contrive on His Grace of Buckingham’s behalf. It remained to bring the chief actor —the Duke, himself—At once within reasonable distance of the scene.

Master Bates slipped shadow into a porch, produced a pencil and tablets, and set himself laboriously to scrawl three or four lines. He folded his note, as one of the bullies, summoned by gn unostentatious signal, Joined him there in that doorway. With the note Bates'slipped a crown into the man's hand. ‘‘This a£ speed to his grace,” -he snapped. “Take a coach, man, and make haste. Haste!” Miss Farquarson made no haste. An hour passed, and the half of a second, before she came forth at last, followed by th% mercer, laden with parcels, which, together with herself, were packed into the chair. The chairmen took up, and, whilst the mercer bowed himself double in Obsequious gratitude to the famous actress, they swung along westward by the way they had come. Providence, it would almost seem, was on the Duke’s side that morning to assist the subtle Bates in the stagemanagement of the affair. For it was not more than half an hour since the removal of that citizen who had been smitten with the pestilence at the very foot of Paul's steps when Miss Farquarson's chair came past the spot, making its way through* fear-ridden crowd fallen into volubte groups to the event. Suddenly dominating all other sounds, a harsh, croaking voice arose somewhere behind but very close to the chair: "There goes one of those who have drawn |he judgment of the Lord upon this unfortunate city!” She heard the cry repeated with little variation, again arid yet again. Again the voice beat upward, shrilly. fiercely. “There sits a playhouse wanton in her silks and velvets, while th e Godfearing go in rags, and the wrath of Heaven smftes us with a sword of pestilence for the sin she brings among us!”

Her chair rocked a little, as if her bearers were being hustled, for In truth some three or four of the scurvier sort, those scourings of the streets who are ever on watch for fruitful opportunities of turbulence, had joined that raving fanatic who followed her his denunciations, and pressing now upon the chair. But her chairmen, stolid, massive fellows, who held her in the esteem she commanded in all who knew her closely', plodded steadily onward despite this jostling. The leader of the mob was alongside the chair now, brandishing a short cudgel, and Miss Farquharson’s scared eyes had a glimpse of his malevolent face. To her amazement she recogn’zed it for the face that had peered at her two hours, ago from the shadows of Betterton's house in Salisbury Square. “You have seen one of yourselves smitten down with the plague under your very eyes,” he was ranting. "And shall others be. smitten to

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pay for the sin of harlotry with which this city is corrupt.” Now, for all the fear that was besetting the naturally stout spirit in her frail, white body, Miss Farquahrson's wits were not at all Impaired. TM tgnatic—to judge him by the language he 'used—represented himself as moved to wrath against her by something that had lately happened in Paul’s Yard, But since he had been on the watch in Salisbury Court to observe her going forth, and had followed her all -the way thence, it wa3

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clear that the facts were quite otherwise, and that he acted upon a premeditated design. And now the knaves who had joine/3 him were hustling the chairmen with greater determination. The chair was tossed alarmingly, and Miss Farquharson flung this way and that within it. Hemmed about by that hostile mob, the chair came at last perforce to a standstill just opposite the Paul’s Head, on the stejfcfi of whiqh Colonel

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Holies was at that moment standing. He had been in the act of coming forth upon the errand of finding a purchaser for his jewel, when his .attention was drawn by the hub-bub, and he stood arrested, frowning and observant. The scene nauseated him. The woman they were persecuting with their insults and menaces might be no better than that dirty fanatic was pronouncing her. But she was a woman and Add AOHS -toffla m

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of those ignoble persecutors. Colonel Holies thought he might find pleasant distraction, and at the same time perform a meritorious deed, in slitting the ears of that black fanatic who was whipping up the passions of the mob. *, But no sooner had he made up his mind to this, and before he could stir a foot to carry out his intention, assistance came suddenly and vigorously from another quarter, Isd

SATURDAY, FEB. 23, 1921

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HOSPITAL STAFF NAMED Dr. Charles P. Emerson, dean of the Indiana University school of medicine, has announced these members of the, military committee to supervise General Hospital No. 32: Dr. Frank F. Hutchins, colonel in the surgeon general’s department: Dr. Edmund D. Clark, colonel of the officers’ reserve corps and commanding officer; Dr. La Rue D. Carter, colonel of the officers’ reserve corps, and Mnj. Larry B, Me 1 *