Indianapolis Times, Volume 37, Number 201, Indianapolis, Marion County, 23 December 1925 — Page 14

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Th? Love Dodger By VIRGINIA SWAIN

BF.CIIN HERE TODAY BARBARA HAWI/SY. 2 o breaks with cr fir net-. BRUCE REYNOLDS, and ><ts a job on the Indianapolis Telegraph i order to eee life. ANDREW MeDERMOTT is managing dltor of the paper. After many exciting adventures, Bar>ara finds h.'rself in hot water over a tory she has written about the lingerie n the inaugural wardrobe of the Govrnor's I- dy. MeDERMOTT soothes the Governor’s life, and Barbara goes homei to be •a'led at 2 a. m. by 808 JEFFRIES. >oliee reporter, who tells her she must o with him to cover a night c'ub murer. The mnndreKS proves to be a woman >f re fir- VU'UU who has shot a man in i lovn “You can’t beat life," he tel’s Barbara. NOW GO ON WITH THE STORY CHAPTER X T was 3:30 when Barbara , dragged herself up the stairs again and met her mother in le upper hall. “Why, mumsy,” she said, “have Ou been sitting up for me?” Mrs. Hawley flushed. “Not exact- . But I couldn’t sleep; so I thought ’d sit by the front window for a rhile. There’s a lire in your room.” “This sort of thing’s got to stop, ou know,” scolded Barbara. “A ewspaper reporter can’t have her imily acting like that.” But the crackling fire and the lass of warm milk that: her mother ad prepared, brought new color to er cheeks. “What a queer woman the murleress was, mother,” she said, as she

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kicked off her shoe? and reached for her bedroom slippers. “A lady, unmistakably. But she wasn’t a bit sorry she killed him. Said it was her own affair, and you couldn’t beat life.” “I wonder if you can,” replied her mother, speaking almost under her breath. A calendar stood on the desk by the window. As Barbara passed it, on her way to snap the light switejt off, she stopped and picked it up. A red cross marked the day on which she had broken with Bruce. Four days had passed since then. * * * ml IE Telegraph office had sunk into its late afternon siesta. The hum of the telegraph instruments was hushed, and only two typewriters clicked spasmodically in opposite corners of the room. Over one of these Barbara sat. Wtihln 'earshot, three reporters, tilted far back in their chairs, were discussing life and letters, lazily. Barbara leaned forward to listen, and one of them caught sight of her. “HI, Miss Hawley, you look as if you had something to say on this subject. If so, spill it. Free speech is the rule here.” Barbara had opened her lips to answer when the door of McDermott’s

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Hoosier Briefs

T“TI ABLE M’CLINTIC of Hartjvj ford ility was badly bitten by a rat that ran up her sleeve when she reached In a loset to get a corn popper. Her ’.other squeezed the rodent to death. Evansville clearing house has announced a $2,000 bounty for bank bandits, dead or alive. Dr. Minnetta Flinn Jordan, Wabash, has been elected president of the Wabash County Medical Society. Home of Frank Spaulding, oldest in South Milford, was destroyed by Are. Daniel Kuhn, credited with firing the first shot in the battle of Shiloh, is dead at North Webster. He served with General Sherman. mOSEPH PERRY of Taylorsville, who recently addressed the Seymour Lions Club, is ill with jungle fever. He recently returned from Africa. Paul Bofck of Evansville tells the champion rabbit story. Says he shot one that measured twenty-five inches : long and when dressed weighed ; three pounds and four ounces. The 1 average bunny weighs about a pound and three-quarters. Homer Addington of Bluffton dreads the cold wave. Thieves stole three comforts, one quilt, two pillow cases and a blanket. Dr. Ross Dr. Charles Cooper, Fred Johnson, Robert Follette, C. Y. Foster, Harry Powell and Henry Roberts, Statehouse custodian, Hamilton County hunters, are back from Canada where they killed two moose.

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Barbara could see that the woman leaving Bruce’s office was young and graceful. She was dressed in black. She pulled out a gold vanity c ase and looked searchingly at her reflection in the tiny glass.

office opened and he beckoned to her. It was the first time that she had been granted private audience with the managing editor. McDermott stood beside his desk, flicking ashes thoughtfully on the floor. *T have a hunch for a story. Miss Hawley,” he said. “There's anew real estate firm in town that looks like good material. Manners, Stone and Reynolds, they call themselves. Starting out to develop Indianapolis into a # model community for homes.

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“lt seems they have bought a section out west which they mean to develop as a model —latest architecture, paving, landscaping, and so forth — just to show what can be done. I hear they’re going to splash millions into it. Call it Vale Acres, I think. “Got the tip from a chap at my pool Club the other day. None of the other sheets have heard of it. How'd you like to run over this afternoon and sew the story up for us?}’ Barbara caught her breath and

OUT OUR WAY—By WILLIAMS

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was silent. McDermott looked at her curiously, but said nothing. “All right,” answered Barbara, at last. “I’ll go right away. “And while you’re aoout it, try to get a line on the types of architect ture they mean to use. Maybe one of them will make a statement that Victorian gingerbread buildings in Indianapolis must go—an esthetic cyime, or something of the sort. “There are two things the public is interested in. in the newspapers—first praise of itself, and second, con-

demnation of itself. Either one boosts circulation.” Barbara returned to her desk, and opened the drawer that held her cold cream and powder. Then she shut it with a bang, and reached for her hat and coat. The office of Manners, Stone and Reynolds was In The Consolidated Bldg. By the time Barbara reached the marble lobby, her head was even a trifle higher than usual and her mouth more firm. “There's another one coming to ask ' about a divorce,said the elevator boy to a crony as she stepped out of the elevator. ’’Nope,” replied the crony. “That's a tooth-pulling case.” Barbara caught both remarks. She stopped in front of a glass door and tried to catch a reflection of her face. The sound of a door opening behind her made her whirl about in a panic. The door across the hall bore the names. “Manners, Stone and Reynolds,” and underneath, in smaller letters, “Real Estate,” A hum of voices within suggested great activity. Barbara entered through tips open door. The office seemed crowded with men, all talking rapidly and interrupting one another. A middle-aged man was moving about among the others with an air of pompous hospitality. Barbara selected him as a member of the firm of Manners, Stone and Reynolds. “Yes,” he replied to her question, "I could give you that information. I am Mr. Manners. But at present I am much too busy to talk to you. If you will follow that inner corridor, you will find the offices of Mr. Stone and Mr. Reynolds. Either of them can tell you what you want to know.” He dismissed her before she could protest. Barbara turned and followed the corridor. There were two doors ahead. Barbara straightened her hat. and then with a defiant gesture, pushed It back to its previous angle. She had her hand on the knob of the first door, when it opened, pushing her back against the wall. A feminine voice emerged from tthe opening. “Yes, indeed, Mr. Reynolds. How very kind of you!”

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The voice was cultivated and of vibrant quality. Barbara flattened her body against the wall behind the half-opened door, just in time to avoid being seen by the woman who cames out. Though the woman’s face was turned the other way, Barbara could see that she was young and graceful. She was dressed in black. The heavy fur border on her velvet coat swirled luxuriously about her, feet as she turned in the doorway. She advanced into the hall. Then she pulled out a gold vanity case and, holding her head back, looked searchingly at her reflection in the tiny glass. From behind her, Barbara caught the slight, satisfied toss of her head as she moved away. Barbara stepped near to the door after she was gone. There on the glass panel was the name, “Bruce Reynolds." She went on down the corridor. • * HE private office of Bruce I Reynolds wus singularly quiet ULi in the midst of the general hubbub in the suite. Its mahogany desk bore three small model houses, and the book cases were stacked with plaster miniatures of facades, ■steeples and cupolas. Bruce • sat at his desk, his chin on his hand. A pale amber sunbeam from the western window fell on his head and showed a lock standing up on the crown of his head. He picked up a filmy lace handkerchief that had fallen beside his chair and put it in the top drawer. With a gesture of sharp impatience, he rose and grasped his hat. Manners shouted at him as he passed through the reception room, "Hi, there, Reynolds. Been a good day for you, what say? Two pretty women callers in direct succession! And both of ’em pippins, I’ll tell the world. “Seems to me you didn’t give the kid much time. Maybe Cleo in mourning was enough for one day. Zat so?” Bruce looked at him. “I don’t know what you're talking about,” he replied, and left the room. Mrs. Hadley’s select boarding house was bleak and quiet when

OUR BOARDING HOUSE—By AHERN

Bruce entered it two hours later. He passed the parlor, with eyes averted from the flowered carpet and the golden oak library table. On a stand In tho hall lay the afternoon mail, and the pad on which Mrs. Hadley left messages for her guests. "Mr. Reynolds,” read a note on the pad. “A lady has been calling you. Wouldn’t give her name. They never will.—Mrs. H.” Bruce shuffled through the mail and went on upstairs, frowning. He had almost reached the door of his room, when another door opened and a girl came out. She walked stranght up to him, smiling. Her eyes were heavily shadowed and her teeth were white. "Excuse ir.e, mister, she said, “but would you be so good as to pound a nail for my picture. I’ve mashed a thumb and two fingers already.” She held up a small hand with three bruises. Bruce smiled and followed her into her room. “My name’s Violetta Cranby,” said the girl, while he pounded the nail. 'Hope you don’t think it was fresh of me to ask you. Women aren’t much good where muscle's needed, you know. And I did so want to hang this picture.” The picturo was a colored print, of a lady In a garden hat, with a hunch of lilacs In her arms. “You’re perfectly welcome. I’m sure, Miss Cranby," he smiled. “Glad I could help you.” “Oh, Mr. Reynolds,” came a voice from the lower hall. "You answer the telephone extension up there. It’.s the same lady.” Bruce turned and hurried out of the room. He took the receiver down with trembling fingers. "There’s no one on the lino now. Will you excuse it, please?” purred the operator. "But there must be somebody," cried Bruce. “They’ve been trying to get me several times.” “The party that called you has hung up.” • • • Barbara Hawley leaned against the wall telephone outside her bed room door. Her left hand still grasped the receiver, hanging on its hook. (To Be Continued)