Indianapolis Times, Volume 35, Number 301, Indianapolis, Marion County, 30 April 1924 — Page 8
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BBGIN lIKKK TODAY The marriage of Dolly ami Nigrel Bretherton proves an unhappy one. When war is declared. Nisei is glad to enlist. He leaves Dolly in the care of Mary Fumival. Nigel is killed and Dolly marries an old sweetheart. Robert Durham. Dolly and Robert sail for America and word comes of the sinking of their ship. ~ When Nigel's brother. David, calls to see Nigel's widow. Mary is ashamed to teil him of Dolly's marriage. David mistakes Mary for his brother s wife and asks her to eorae to live at Red Grange with h:n. ind his aunt. An acquaintance of Mary s, named Evans, falls in love with her. David and his aunt prepare .4.. welcome Mary when sh" comes in live with ilteni at R"d Grange. NOW GO ON WlfH THE STORY Hr- -- ] E TURNED slowly away, drawing the door to behind him before he went down the wide staricase to his own study. • • * The ear had already gone to Selmont, the nearest station. If the train was punctual she ought to he iiere in a few moments. Even as he glanced at li : naten he heard the mo'or norn as Lie car timed in at th drive. He stofiped r re solute. A servant crossed th° hall to open the door. .Miss Varney came lurrying down the stairs. “That must be she, David. Oh dear. I feel so nervous" David looked a little nervous himself. He passed a hand rather agitatedly across the back of his head, and glanced at himself in a long mirror that hung on one wall; but he went forward composedly enough when the cui drew up at the .-tep. and a servant opened the door. A little dying ray of sunshine struggled through the gray,skv as Mary Fumival stepped from the car, shining warmly upon her sweet face and black-robed figure. ' “Sunshine to greet her! A good omen,” thought as she unceremoniously brushed David aside and went forward with outstretched hands. “My dear child. I am so glad to see you: Welcome home—to Nigel's home!” The girl's eyes went past the little Lose Your Fat, Keep YourHeaith Superfluous flesh is not healthy, neither is it healthy to diet or exercise too much for its removal. The simplest method known for reducing the overfat body easily and steadily is the Marmola Method, tried and endorsed by thousands. Marmola Prescription Tablets contain an exact dose of the famous Marmola Prescriplion. and are sold by druggists the world over at one dollar for a box. Thev are harmless and leave no crinkles or flabbiness. They are popular because effective and convenient. Ask your druggist for tflem or send price direct to the Marmola Cos.. General Motors Bldg.. Detroit. Mich., and procure a box.—Advertisement. DOESN’T NEED ANY .. LAXATIVES NOW Mr. Becker Says Ijfe Is a Joy Without Constipation or Stomach Trouble. “I had catarrh of the stomach and head for three years. My stomach was so bad that every time I ate anything sweet such as fruit or pastry, I had terrible heartburn. I took ;i laxative every night. “Since taking Milks Emulsion my bowels move regularly. 1 have now taken ten bottles and have gained IOY pounds. All my friends remark how fine I am looking and it seems a pleasure to live again without stomach trouble.”—Bert Becker, Miami. Ohio. Physics usually make slaves out of their users, and weaken the bowels instead of correcting them. Btomach trouble in many cases is directly due to constipation. Milks Emulsion restores healthy, natural bowel action; It is a truly corrective medicine, doing away with all need of pills and physics. It promotes appetite and quickly puts the digestive organs in shape to assimilate food and thus build flesh and strength. Milks Emulsion is strongly recommended to those whom sickness has weakened: it is a powerful aid in regjst.ng and repairing the effects of wasting diseases. Chronic stomach trouble is promptly relieved. This is the on!.'.- solid emulsion made and so palatable that it Is eaten with a spoon 1 ke Ice cream. No matter how severe your case you are urged to try Milks Emulsion under this guarantee: Take six bottles home with you, use it according to directions and if not satisfied with the results, your money will be promptly refunded. Price 60c and f1.20 per bottle. The Milks Emulsion Cos., Terre Haute. Ind. Sold by druggists everywhere.—Advertisement.
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lady's kindly face to where David stood, and a sort of fear momentarily filled her eyes. But it was gone immediately, and she returned Miss Varney’s impulsive kiss with warmth. “I am so glad to come, and I think it is sweet of you to warn me.” She hands with David composedly qjiough, but she did not raise her eyes to his. Her lips were a lit-< tie tremulous. Now "-the first liush of excitement had died away she looked pale and 111. “Tea will be all ready w en you , have taken off jour hat. David, I | told them to put tea in your study—- ■ it's so much more cozy there. You lont mind, do you?” She did not wait for an answer. The wo- women went away up the wide staircase together. David Bretherton ‘•'cod looking after jhem IT FELL FROM HER NERVELESS GRASP TO THE RUG. was glad to come, he was sure of that; the tone of her voice and the tremulous agitation of hei *face told him more than an effusion of words could have done. But he remembered how she had -avoided meeting his eyes. He went into the study, where tea was laid by the fire, and stood looking across the room with thoughtful eyes. V < CHAPTER XXII The Beginning of Difficulties He made himself very agreeable during tea-time. Even Miss Varney was a little surprised at the attention he'paid to the girl. Asa rule he cared little for women, and avoided their company whenever possible. He told Mary that he was looking forward to showing her the. surrounding country. He said that there were many things about the house that would interest her—" That is. if yotj, care for old things.” he added. “I do. very much," she told him. For the first time her eyes met his. Something* in their expression held hers. A little color crept up over his chin, ft Was David who looked away first. “We have some very fine pictures." he said, rather constrainedly. “We are very proud of them, aren't we. Aunt Florence?” He turned again to Mary. “I wonder if you will let me have your portrait added to the gallery? Nigel's is there. I should like his wife's to hang beside his.” Mary had just lifted her cup. It fell from her nerveless grasp to the %ug at her feet. She sat looking down at it with a sort of frozen horror on her white face. Miss Varney rushed to the rescue. “It doesn’t matter—it doesn't mat ter in the least.” she declared kindly, regardless of the fact that the broken cop was old Sevres, and almost price less. _ She rang the bell for the maid She poured Mary a fresh cup of tea. She and chatted, and did her best to cover the girl's painful confusion. Mary began a stammered apology. "I am so very sorry. I don't know how it happened. lam not clumsy as a rule.” "Please don’t upset yourself.” said David kindly. There was a sort of remorse in his face as he saw the distress In, hers. “I dare say you are tired.” He looked down at the broken fragments of delicate china “I never cared for the set anyhow." he said carelessly. Miss Varney looked up in arqaze ment. / • - “Why—” she began, remembering how many times Davit had said how much he valued the tea-service, but stopped, meeting his eyes. "No. you never did really like it, did you?” she said hurriedly. They spoke on other sublets, but it was obvious that Mary was upset at what had occurred: as soon as possible Miss Varney took her away. “To unpack and rest.” she sad. “You must be tired after the long •ourney. We don’t have dinner till half past seven, so you will have plenty of time.” When she came back to the study, she found David still standing where ,she had left him; there wits a little pucker of perplexity between Miss Varney’s kind eyes as she closed the door and went up to him. “She isn’t a bit as I pictured her, David. If you remember, Monty Fish er desor bed her as very pretty, and rather—common, didn’t he? Well, I don’t call her pretty, do you? And -he’s a lady to her finger tips.” David shrugged his shoulders. "Oh. I think she is pretty,” he said nonchalantly. “Or she would be if shj didn’t look so sad; and she’s most certainly a lady.” "She adored poor Nigel; upstairs just now she put her aims around my neck and began to cry like a child\ when I spoke about him.” “I shouldn't speak of him too much if I were you: it doesn’t give her a chance to get over it. The thing is to try and take her thoughts off the subject, don’t think? Os course, I don't mearf that I want her to forget him but—you understand?" “I suppose it is the best thing to do. Poor child! # David, didn't you tell me her name was Dolly?” “I—er—l really forget! why?” “I asked her what she would like me to ca.ll her, and she said ‘Mary’— but I am sure ye u-said that her name was DoJls**
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"Nigel wrote about her as Dolly: perhaps it was a sort of nickname.'' David had half turned any. a. ’• was looking down into th<- U < "I shall call her Mary, anyway.' Miss Varney asserted "The otht r doesn’t seem to suit her at all. Dolly!’ she made a little mouth. “One thinks of a babyish-looking girl, not any one in the least like Mary. David. I’m going to love that girl.” David looked round spoiling. “Jure youT‘
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“1 am sure I shall. There's something about her —” she broke off. “I suppose you'll lie calling me an im ; ; e ior.ahle old woman?” v David ’.ait out his hand and took hers. "I dhink you're the best woman in the world,” he said; and, stooping, gave her a hearty kiss. Miss Varney smiled, pleased. She adored her tall, nephew; It was her greatest napplnesH to hear him he rid not know what he should do without har.
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She walked to the door and came back. ~ “David,” she said in a half whisff£r. “you’re not to dress for dinner tonight; 1 don’t think Mary has any evening frocks." “L don’t suppose she has; they must have led a very quiet life by the look of the flat. Did she like her room?” “She said it was lovely; she had toewen seen it before. When she came with Nigel, they only went round- the grounds, and through the downstairs
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rooms. you must show her all over the house tomorrow." ' “If she cares to go." “If she cares to! Why, she's as proud of being a "Bretherton as you are! She thinks they're a most wonderful race. Do you really mean to have her portrait added to the gallery, dear?”. “If she will allow me to; all the Brethertons and thedr wives are there.” “She is a widow, poor child." said Miss t%rney. sighing.
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Darld made no comment, and she went softly away, closing the door. By dinner time Mary seemed to have recovered something of her cheeriness; there \yas a little white added to the sombre black of her frock, and she was not so pale. As David sat at the head of the table, the light from the shaded lamp falling on his face, she could see again that odd, uncertain likeness to his dead brother that had eo upset her that night at the flat; it made her feel fanciful; it almost seemed
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as if Nigel were a living presence in the room, watching her, perfectly conscious of what she was doing. She woke from her dreaming with a little start. David was speaking to her: his eyes met hers with that half deprecating, half sympathetic expression which she could not quite fathom. “Did you know we had a ghost here? Did Nigel tell you?" Mary shook her head: a faint gleam of interest crossed her face (Continued? in Cnr >' Issue)
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