Indianapolis Times, Volume 35, Number 282, Indianapolis, Marion County, 8 April 1924 — Page 8

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BM.IN IIKKK TODAY S*!Me Peek. employe ol the Fair Deal Five & Tea. quarrels with her policeman sweetheart. Michael Curtia. t-ght Sallie goes into the yard to take down a washing for Ma Brennan, with • hom Sallie lives. A crash shakes the arth and something strikes Sallie a llow on the head When she regains consciousness, the -iri finds herself in strange surroundtigs. A French maid calls her Alva Copeland and Madame Copeland, a tall, ■ichly gowned woman, claims her as her stepdaughter. Sallie meets Cousin Wheeler, who makes ‘love to her. She •-'solves to solve the mystery of why "he is being substituted for Alva Copland. Sallie tells the Copelands she is wise o their game and that, if they pay •cr enough, she will play a hand for hem. The Copelands aecept Sallie s offer. NOW GO ON WITH THE STOUT hr ■■■BELIEVE you!” Sallie ex- ; T I claiemd. “Ones about as phoI * I ny as the other, eh? Did you think you were going to put that ‘‘ike over on me?" “My dear girl!” Sloat -assumed a hocked expression. “That diamond 3 worth thousands —but how could ou be expected do judge?” “That paste rock isn’t worth a tenth • >f what the setting cost!” she retorted, lire of her ground now. “Never mind iow I know, but you come across with ue real goods, understand?” Sallie had purposely allowed a ough. note to creep Into her ”oice and Sloat sighed and shook his head as he slipped the box back into his pocket. - “You misjudge me! There is a lady coming here today, however, who until recently owned some magnificent jewels herself and Mrs. Delapierre dill tell you what this is worth.” “Mrs.—who?” It was the chance for which she had waited and Sallie rose precipitately. “Look here. I'm not toing to see her! It was in the •greement that I didn't have to meet anybody!” “Anybody not necessary to our ■•dans, my dear Alva!” Sloat’s little mustache was fairly twitching with ill-suppressed excitement. “However, Mrs. Delaplerre—” “Not me! Mrs. Cope—mother—said I didn't have to meet any of ihe dames who come here to call and i won't! That's flat!” Sallie turned as if to rush from the loom, but he caught her by the wrist. “The idea of palming yourself off on lay grandmother doesn’t faze you—why are you afraid to come face to '.'ace with Mrs. Delapierre? Is it he- ■ a use you have met before? You tarted when she was announced the ther day, you know false diamonds from real ones at a glance—did you

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learn that behind the counter of a 5-1 and 10-cent store? Woman, you are j ‘l)iiunon<l Bess’ Hilker!” Sloat's voice squeaked and a flush darkened his pasty cheeks. Sallie felt ] a hysterical impulse to laugh but in ! stead she struggled guiltily in his grasp for a moment and then relaxed j with a shrug. “Did 1 ever say who I was?” she : demanded. “You don’t dare face that ; Delapierre woman with me, or the , little game you've all been trying to ; pull nere will be up, and you don’t j dare call for the bulls for the same j reason! It was you picked me out j of the train wreck, remember —much I obliged, I’m sure!” “Bellows!” Sloat called loudly. “Bellows. did you hear? Sue admits it!” The door leading from a smaller reception room opened and the attorSALLIE TUKXED. BUT HE; CAUGHT HER BY THE WRIST. ney appeared. His nawk-like face was set in lines of almost ferocious intensity and Sallie’s heart quailed at the look he bent upon her hut his toie was as dryly composed as ever. “So it appears.” he remarked. “Let her go. Sloat. and lock the door. Now, young woman, -suppose we come to an understanding!” * “1 thought we hail yesterday!” Sal- i lie retorted with a brazenness she was | far from feeling. “WhaWhave I done in all this, anyway, 1 should like to know? 1 got hit on the’ head in a train smash-up and wake up to find myself kidnaped anil brought here, with everybody in a game to call me ‘Alva Copeland’ and make out I’m crazy if I don’t agree to it. Mean time I get news of another kind so I let that go for a day and tnen I ask Mrs. Copeland to wise me up to the lay. She tells me I’m this here Sarah -Peck from that you know about me. and I worked in a storethere. All right, I’m agreeable, and I wait to see what new monaker is going to be pinned on me Then you explain the little trick you want me to turn here for you and I take it on, so I'm ‘Alva’ again. Now Mr. Sloat tries to palm oft a phoney rock on me and when I call him for it he says I'm this ’Diamond Bess’ somebody-or-other.” ’Do you admit or deny that you are the Hilker woman? - ’ Bellows thundered in his best courtroom J style. “I don’t admit or deny anything! I ain’t on the stand yet, but when Iam —if I am—it’s going to be in teresting for all concerned.” Sallie smiled. "I told you I wasn't any squealer but if you try to send me up for something else there’s a few of you who’ll do stretches for—what do you mouthpieces call it? —attempt ed conspiracy with intent to defraud, ain’t it?’ She' had remembered a case in Shaftstown which Mike had ex plained to her and now she plucked pp courage as she saw that the shot went home. The attorney’s Him! were twisted in; an unpleasant smile and his cold, i penetrating gaze neved left her eyes. “Would you be willing to face the lady Mr. Sloat mentioned, Mrs. Louis Delaplerre?” “Would you be willing to face me with her and tell her how I got here , and what I’m doing in this house?” Sallie countered swiftly, advancing toward her Inquisitor. “It’s a standoff, ain't it, Mr. Bellows? A case [ where we’ve gotta trust each other,' like you said yesterday? What’s the 1 odds who I am? I’ll lay low and ! work the game on the old dame up- ! stairs and then beat it where you'll : never—” Sloat uttered a horrified ejacula- ' tlon but Bellows held up a silencing I hand. “What you propose is impossible!” he declared. “You said a moment ago that when you woke up here and were called ‘Alva Copeland’ you permitted the mistake to go on because in the meantime you had news of another sort. What did you mean? “Say, If I should happen to be this Hilker woman and there was a big reward out for me, like Mr. Sloat let on, do you s’pose I’d be traveling around the country without a pal or two trailing?” Sallie grinned. “If you say that ’Alva Copeland’ proposition is off, well and good, I don”t hold any grudge for being kidna.ped the way I was; you just help me to make my getaway and I'll forget I was ever here so long as you all forget you ever saw me.” Sloat started forward, but the attorney’s manner changed suddenly. "That is a solution which had already occurred to me for as you say It is a stand-off between us. Unlock the ddor, Sloat. I must confer with Mrs. Copeland, of course, but I have no doubt that the matter can be arranged to our mutual satisfaction. I will send a message later to your room.” Sallie encountered no one as she mounted the stairs with a sinking foreboding at her heart. Bellows’ manner had changed too suddenly at her proposition: his tones had been just a little too cordial and hiS*desire to rid himself of her presence without discussing her suggested getaway was significant. Once alone in her room a fresh horrot- gripped her. In that conference which she had overheard Friday night between these people who held her in tßeir hands. Dr. Quakers had

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declared that Sallie Peck would never come to life again and the menace in his tone, vague and subtle as it was, had sent a chill to the girl’s very soul. If 'the innocent shopgirl who had been taken into their confidence then regarding the fraud they planned to practice on a wealthy, dying old woman could never be allowed to escape from their clutches what ohance would a notorious crook have, who knew their scheme and was allied with a band of criminals that might attempt blackmail?

OUR BOARDING HOUSE—By AHERN

THE OLD HOME TOWN—By STANLEY

No summons came for her but Theresa entered an hour later with a lunch tray. Her expression gave no hint that she knew of the events of the morning, but there was a subtle barcasm in her tone when she announced that ‘Meea Alva’ was served, and when the door had closed behind her Sallie approached the tray with some misgiving. Could they have doped her rtood in order to get her unresisting to some more secure hiding place?

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As she examined W speculatively It occurred to her that there wax something odd about the appearance of one of the tempting little rolls upon a plate and picking it up Sallie saw that a small hole had been neatly , cut in its bottom and the piece replaced like a cap. Shakily she tore it out and a thin spiral of paper followed it. Untwisting it Sallie read in the same awkward, hastilyscrawled penciling as the note of the previous lay.

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“Game up. This grub a. la bbut don’t touch dinner. They plan trouble late tonight, but I*ll get you out befo—” Fitch! Sallie had forgotten all about him in the failure of her scheme, but now she thought of him with a ray of hope and gratitude. Onoe free from the house and she felt she might take her chances on eluding his “chief' and somehow making her way home. The little note ended abruptly as though he had

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been fearful of interruption, but it told her enough and she forced herself to eat heartily, mindful of tne fact that none of the dinner must pass her lips and she might need all her strength later. , The long afternoon of "torturing suspense passed slowly, bul at last dusk fell and Therese reappeared with a dinner tray. “It have all been arrange', Meea,’’ She remarked suddenly, pausing by Vb* door. “There is a train at twtf,

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hours after midnight and Monsieur Bellows will conduct you to It. 'When you have finish, madams Copeland has instruct me to bring you a tmveling costume, very simple, whioh you may wear, and you are to keep her gift, the little string of pearla Also Monsieur Bellows presents his compliments and begs that you will dine well for you have a long Journey before you.” (Ocmthmsd to Oar *?xt t*sa4