Indianapolis Times, Volume 35, Number 268, Indianapolis, Marion County, 22 March 1924 — Page 10

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BEGIN HERE TOUAY Sallie Pe>\k. employe of the Fair Deal Five & Ten, quarrels with her policeman sweetheart Michael Curtis. He calls on her at Ma Brennan's, with whom she lives, but leaves the house when Sallie tells him that she never wants to see him again That nig-ht a terrific rain storm comes up and Sallie volunteers to bring from the line in the backyard tome hand-embroidered linen being done up . by Ma Brenngn. As the girl start* * do n the yard, a crash shakes the earth a. and something strikes her a blow on the head. When Sallie regains consciousness she finds herself in strange surroundings. She is in s wonderful bed in a richly furnished room A Freeh maid caiis her Mademoiselle Alva and tells i hat Madame Copeland, her mother, will be in shortly to see her. Sallie is ' mystified. NOW GO OX WITH THE STOUT M*"— ] A BRENNAN! The Fair Deal! —Mike! Sallie sat bolt upright u—— in bed stifling a scream. What In the world nad happened to her? A host of recollections flashed across her mind but some footsteps were approaching outside the door and she -•lipped back upon the pillow and •losed her eyes. She heard a slight tinkle as a tray * s set down upon the stand, then •I* mile the soft rustle of the n.-.ow draperies and a brighter ,i:t shot across her lids and after iat the footsteps approached her bed again. Sallie could feel the hot flush which had mounted in her cheeks but she forced herself to open her eyes once more and meet the gaze of those Inscrutable ones. “The chocolate, Mees Alva.” The maid helped her sit up and rearranged her pillows. “Madame will be here in a moment; she is enchanted that you Jmve recovered consciousness so sdon.” “So I've been sick, have IT’ Sallie sipped her chocolate and eyed her companion over the rim of the cup. “But* yes, mademoiselle! You do not recall? It was the shock to the head.” The woman was smoothing the lace coverlet on the bed. "Do vou feel nothing. Miss Alva?” “I've got a fierce pain here.” Sallie ! aised one hand to her head and the •up would have dropped from the

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other had the maid not taken it from her. She had encountered bandages —bandages which fitted down like a cap almost to her ears! Surprise overruled caution and she demanded: “What—what Is it? How long ?” “Three days, mademoislee, since we have returned to New York from the hospital in that place. But you must not talk now. You will have no more chocolate?” Sallie shook her head dumbly and there was no simulation in the limpness with which for the second time she sank bock on the pillow. The woman bathed her face and hands, brushed back the soft, golden hair about her forehead and then removed the tray, pausing for a moment in the doorway, but Sallie made no effort to detain her. She wanted to be alone, to think. There had been the quarrel with Mike and the long, sleepless night with the hateful face of Marne Dor-

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sey floating before her; then the dismal. rain ydawn and Mia Brennan’s worry about the linen. She had gone out herself to the back yard to bring it in off the lines just as the fast express came thundering along on the tracks lying beyond the rickety fence and then there Ead been a terrible crash—! Slowly, painfully the girls mind pieced together her last conscious impressions and now complete realization rushed upon her. The switch there at the junction only the length of two houses away, where the milk train was overdue and Hughie Rob bins pa drinking again! There had been a wreck and most of it had piled on her there in the back yard between the Lines of wet clothes! She must have been mistaken for somebody else, but why had*Ma Brennan let them take her away? “My darling child!” There was a rustle of s Ik. a wave of the same perfume which had greeted her waking senßes and two arms clasped her in a tense embrace. “Alva, do you know me? Therese told me that you had come to yourself at fast! Alva, speak to your mother!” Sallte's lids lifted slowly and she beheld a large figure in lavender draperies and a handsome face with steely gray eyes close to her own. Mother," indeed! There was something in this that she and dn't understand. but if they were playing some game—? Sallie grinned faintly. "I—l got hurt?” “Oh, my dear, there was a terrible wreck! But do you recall nothing of it?" The visitor seated herself on a low chair by the bed and took one of the girl's hands in both of hers. “We were on the train returning from French Lick Springs, asleep in our drawing room at the end of the ear when the crash came! I shall spare ybu the horror of It for I. too. was juried unconscious in the debris, but oh. Alva! My thankfulness when T came to myself in the hospital and found you there beside me, even when the doctors told me—!" She paused shuddering and Sallie watching her closely saw that her face had whitened beneath its coating of cosmetics while t. haggard line appeared about the narrow, firm lips. There wasn't any acting In this! SalJie started to speak and then checked herself suddenly: that maid had seemed to recognize her, also. “Wasn't she—?” The girly's quick brain caught at the name which the older woman had used and in unconscious mimicry she. imitated the accent. “Wasn't—Therese—there, too?” “Ah. yes. dear child. I see you are beginning to remember! She was in her berth just beyond our door and thrown clear of the wreckage, being merely bruised. But you have not asked about any one else!” There was a half-playful chiding note in her tones which seemed forced, somehow, and Sallie gave a little start. She’d better watch her step now! “Who else was with us?” she asked carefully. “Why, your cousin. Wheeler! He was in the car ahead and fearfully shaken up but he rescued you. Alva! He saved your life!” She gestured toward the dressing table and for the first time Sallie noticed that there stood upon it the photograph of a man. It was encased in a large, jeweled frame and the features were not very distinct In the subdued light, but he appeared to be youngish, with a long nose and something unpleasant about his eyes. Her own came back to the face bending above her and she saw that she was being studied in turn with & curious Intensity. “He—saved rny life?” repeated Sailie, and a mental pictm-e rose before her of what she must have looked like In that sleazy kimono, all tangled up In Ma Brennan’s wash. Tho little smile which quirked the corners of her mouth taded quickly, however, at the suddenly commanding tones of the Older woman's voice. “Yes. You really must thank him us he deserves ns soon as you are able •o see him! I don't know what I should have done without him! It was he who arranged to have a special sent to meet us at the next station and a motor ambulance to take us out of that wrtched hospital within an hour after I had regained consciousness. He would not believe for :t moment what the dot#rs told us. and h- h* been -o <’“V' eV

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“Has he?” Bailie's own tone was non-committal. “What ilid the doctors say?” “You suffered a very severe concussion, Alva, and it was feared that when you did not be quite yourself for a tUfl*-” The words fell slowly from the older woman's lips. “The specialist whom Doctor Qualters called in was of the opinion that your memory might be impaired and you would not be able at first to recognise any of us! Dear child, if you were my own instead of ft step lau~'’' r *"• ■<

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could r.ot have been greater." So that was what these" two were trying to put over! Sallie raised her hand to her swimming head. "Maybe that doctor had the right dope,” she murmured. “I don't seem to any of this line you’ve been griwig me.” "Os course not, Alva, you have only just waked up, you know.”. The woman rose. "I will send Miss Tidmarsh to you now, for you must rest.” She bent, kissed the, girl’s forehead pnd turning, left the room

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Clenching her fists and catching her lower Up sharply between her teeth she waited until the momentary weakness passed and her vision cleared, then rising, she tottered over to the dressing table to have a closer look at Cousin Wheeler. It was not reassuring. He was younger than she had thought, under 30 maybe, but his forehead sUpped straight back to his thin, slick hair, the close-set eyes did not meet one squarely and the long nose drooped sickly little mustache that

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gave him a sneer. What there was of his chin slid down into his coUar, and although that was perfectly fitting and the pear-shaped dull pin—a pearl, she guessed—certainly looked the goods in his tie, Sallie shrugged as she replaced the photograph upon the dressing table. She was turning away when her own refection in the triple mirror met her gaze and she paused with & little catch in her breath. She had never seen quite so much pf herself from a ,: rides • one* antri that ele-

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gant lacy gown didn't help to hide her scrawniness. but that wasn’t what mattered: it was the drawn, ghostly face more pointed than ever and the big rings around her dull, sunken eyes! Why. even Ma Brennan would hardly know her! Moving slowly over to the window she drew the blue side drapery across her breast and then parted the filmy curtains to peer outward and down. Sunlight striking on the glass of a passing motor winked sharply up int# her eves, but when it passed she saw /

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—By MARTIN

—By TAYLOR

a broad avenue not so far below her with a double stream of wonderful cars and big green busses rolling along though only subdued rumble reached her ears. On the opposite side was a smooth, tree-lined walk with carved stone benches in a row and a low wall behind them, while beyond that again there stretched what seemed to be a great park with a soft-looking dirt road and little winding paths between masses of tree* Just getting feathery with btrda tl ontmned *n Oar No Imm)