Indianapolis Times, Volume 35, Number 281, Indianapolis, Marion County, 7 April 1924 — Page 8

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jSKUIN HKRK TODAY Sallie Peck employe of the Fair f*eai Five and Te . quarrels with her policeman sweetheart. Michael Curtis. That night Sallie goes into the yard to take down a washing for Ma Brennan. '• ith whom she lives. A crash shakes 'he earth and something strikes Sallie a blow on the head. When she regains consciousness, the girl finds herself in strange surroundings. A French maid calls her Alva Copeland and Madame Copeland, a tall, richly gowned woman. < claims her as her step-daughter. Sallie meets Cousin Wheeler who makes love to her She resolves to solve the mystery of why she is being substituted lor Alva Copeand Sallie tells the Copelands she is wise (o their game and that, if they pay her enough, she will play a hand tor hem. The Copelands accept Sallie's off if NOW GO ON WITH THE STORY ■.err HEELER.” Mrs. Copeland }JU tame straight to the point, . -1 "Alva has asked me when you are going to present her with an engagement ring.” S'oat stared and flushed. “I wasn't’ aware that we were takng this little arrangement quite so seriously—■!*’ he began stiffly, but Bel lows laughed. ‘‘The young lady’s request Is perfectly in order I see she means to be thorough In every detail o' her part and that is a good sign! So our agreement is ratified, my dear?" He held out his hand to Sallie, and she shrank inwardly, she placed hers within it. “For fifty thousand? Yes. Mr. Bellows. and I’ll play fair. You said I wasn't to ask any questions but isn’t “there something you want to wise me up to now, before the old lady gets back?” Mrs. Copeland gasped and Sloat swore softly hut Bellows merely drew his brows together and repeated: “ ‘The old la !y?’ “My grandmother.” Sallie explained with an air of impatience. "Isn't she the one we’re ail pulling off this trick for?” The lawyer brought his hand down -harpjy on the arm of his chair. “Young woman, what do you know of this?” he demanded, “'Who told you—?" ■ “Mrs. Copeland aytd Cousin Wheeler •lid yesterday.” replied Sallie. "I’ve ’ got a grandmother who can’t last tinger than six months. She hasn’t - r en me since I was a hahv but she , ants to now end that’s why I was ;k"n out of that convent and brought • the way back from Switzerland.

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Now today I’m asked to take this Alva’s place for a time that may end any day and won’t be longer than six months. It seemed to me to mean while the old lady lived and 1 kind of connected up the two. but that’s none of my business; I’ll be Alva Copeland to anybody you say for fifty grand:” “Young woman." Bellows’ eyes twinkled. “I wish I could have you in my office when your work here is over; we’d make money: Your grandmother. Mrs. Stanton Copeland, is very anxious that her dead daughter’s son. Mr. Wheeler Sloat, shall marry his cousin Alva. She will die happy if she sees you -and believes

m / “THE YOUNG LADY’S REQUEST IS PERFECTLY IN ORDER.” / that you two are enagaged. and we wi:-li to please her. Do I make myself clear?” Sallie laughed. “I’D say you do: I'm wise to why Alva had to be produced even if you dug her out of a wreck, but it’s all right with me as long as I get mine.”’ “Then we will consider it settled," the lawyer rose. "You will only see >< ur grandmother for a few minutes at a time and Mrs. Copeland will coach you in every word to say." As he took his leave Therese ap peared to say that the doctor had come to dress the wound in Miss Copeland’s head and Sallie followed her. leaving her newly adopted rela tries to discus her as they would. She shivered slightly, remembering Dr. Quakers’ implacably hardened tone at the secret conclave the night before when he asserted that whether she agreed or not to their scheme her supposed grave should never be reopened, but now he greeted her with his suave, unctuous professional manner and during his brief visit he made no reference, however veiled, to his Knowledge of her real identity. After his departure Miss Tidmarsh the nurse came to hid her a thin lipped farewell and when Sallie recalled the man in the gray roadster who had signaled to her from the Avenue it was too dark for her to have distinguished one car from another.

Therese brought her dinner to her, announcing that Madame was entertaining some guests but it was nearly 10 o’clock before Saliie heard a single motor roll slowly up to the door and peering from the window as on the previous night she saw an invalid chair wheeled across the sidewalk and a heavily muffled figure assisted carefully into it by two female attendants. Merciful goodness, had "Grandmother" arrived so soon? Creeping to her closed door she listened to stifled sights and groans and the creak of the chair as It and its burden were borne upstairs, and it had scarcely passed when a slip of white was thrust over her sill, just touching hvr slipper. Unfolding it Saliie read in awkward, hastily scrawled penciling: “Coma to head of Stairs at 1 o'clock sure.” What could Fitch want of her? Dared she throw herself on his mercy and try to convince him who she really was, or was it too late for that now? In an agony of doubt and uncertainty Saliie paced the floor softly until the appointed hour and then, ex tinguishing her night-light she crept out to the landing. In the semidarkness she made out a shadowy figure on the stairs and in an other moment a hand gripped her arm. “Just come from the chief!*’ Fitch whispered. “You got another chance, for I told him you wouldn't give me any message, not trusting me, and that they was keeping you here against your will. He’s fixed it for your getaway tomorrow night but if you don’t go straight to him and come clean about those sparklers—!” In an unmistakable gesture he drew his hand across his throat.

CHAPTER EX Fitch Takes a Hand It was nearly dawn before Saliie, harassed by the first real terror she had ever known in dier self-confident young life, fell into the deep sleep of nervous exhaustion but she had made up her mind, v These amateur crooks were bad enough in all con science but a band of criminals who robbed and murdered at will, seemingly above the power of the law, made her recoil in horror, and the thought of falling into their hands was worse than death Itself. Wheeler Sloat suspected her possible identity already and he should be her ally now. That gentleman presented himself Just before noon and Mrs. Copeland tactfully escorted her down to the huge, formal drawing room on the lower floor. Until then no mention had been made of the late arrival on the previous evening but Just before she turned to leave them together the older woman remarked "Wheeler, your grandmother came home last night but the journey has prostrated her so that it may not be necessary’ for you to see her until tomorrow. However, If she is by afternoon and asks for you and Alva, you must go to her." MS ou’ll tell me what to say and act?” Saliie queried tremu-

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“Os course. I shall be beside you during this first interview but you need say only a few words of greeting, for she is very weak today. Mrs. Copeland paused. “I hope, my dear Alva, that you will try to be very careful of your speech from now on Servants have ears, you know, and although I do not want to hurt your feelings, my stepdaughter has never heard the—the slang which you use.” “I’ll be careful," Saliie promised and as Mrs. Copeland left the room

OUR BOARDING HOUSE—By AHERN

THE OLD HOME TOWN—By STANLEY

she turned ft her pseudo-cousin. He was armed with a huge box of flowers which he presented to her with ironic gallantry but there was something puzzling in his manner which had been absent on their previous interviews. His close-set eyes gleamed with a shrewd light and his receding Jaw wtis set with an unusual firmness. “My dear cousin,” he emphasized the word with a smile, “since we are for a time k.o maintain a more sentimental relationship, don’t you

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think that we should become better acquainted? I know very little about you— ’* “Mrs. Copeland—l mean, mother — does!” Saliie interrupted hastily. “There were to be no questions asked nor answered and I haven't a bit of Curiosity about you. I’m wise to your kind —mv dear cousin.” “That in Itself Is curious,” he remarked with slow significance. “How a little girl who haa lived all her life in a place like Shaftstown working in shops oould come in contact with

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—si*—men of worldy experience to i* markable.** “Don't you kid youreelft” Saliie laughed and her heart rose within her. Wheeler Sloat was more than supl&ous; he was determined to find out the truth for himself! “There's sports and lady-killers in little burgs aa well an big ones! But I don’t want to talk about Shaftstown. Tell me what the old lady is like; grandma, I mean. You’re her pet, but I suppose I've got to work her, too, and old people ain’t my line.”

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FRECKLES AND ILLS FRIENDS—By BLOSSER

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OUT OUR WAY—By WILLIAMS

**Hof” Sloat srialled meaningly oboe more “You’ll see her soon enough and i don’t believe she'll faze you.” “Oh, I'll handle her all right!” Sallie’s tone bore a -l ade of amused contempt. “Peopl. ‘aUe io me. if 1 want them to id like to have had that sparklet on my finger when I saw her —the ring, you know. When are you going to producetot?” Sloat reached into his pocket and drew out a tiny box which he opened impressively It bore the name of an

MONDAY, APRIL 7, 1921

—By MARTIN

—By TAYLOR

internationally famous jeweler and the large white stone in its elaborate mounting glittered dasalicgty. bub Saliie had been watching Ilia eye and a swift*intuition came to her. “Here is the Dledge of my affection!” He spoke banteringly ae he held out the box to her and she took the ring from it. turning it about siwftly in her fiiigers. Then ehe laughed and thrust it back into the box. I (Continued In Our Next Tseo4 J.