Indianapolis Times, Volume 40, Number 55, Indianapolis, Marion County, 25 July 1928 — Page 12

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Cherry shnigged a slim shoulder Under a wide scalloped collar of pale green organdie. “It isn't bad—if you like men. And I do,” she added, with a wicked little grin at her husband. Little tow-headed Joy, who had been curled sleepily in her stepmother’s broad lap—for Joy adored Kate Lundy, who was now Kate Lane, and who had once been Faith’s housekeeper-cook—stirred herself to call out shrilly: “I’ll say you did, Cherry! You got engaged to every man you worked for, didn’t you? And she almost married one of them,” Joy added, nodding vigorously to Crystal, “but he got killed on their wedding night and the policemen thought Cherry did it and—” . “Joy!” Faith cried sharply. “And Cherry didn’t do it at all. It was a man that pretended to be a crippled beggar and Faith and Bob detectived him, and Cherry was let out af jail, and so was Chris Wiley, who Cherry married 'stead of old Ralph Cluny what yras murdered—” “Gag her, Dad, if you can’t stop her any other way,”, Cherry commanded angrily. “Crystal will know all the family scandals soon enough •without having Joy’s version of them hurled at her her first evening here. “Time for you to go to bed anyway, Joy. Put her in the guest room bed until you’re ready to leave, Kate,” she added to her stepmother. “I guess that’s now, Cherry,” Kate Lundy answered serenely. “Your father’s working pretty hard these days on that job of Mr. Hathaway's in Fairview. Doing much building this summer, Mr. Hathaway?” Kate had never forgotten that she had once been a servant in this home; Bob would never be Bob to her, though she had yielded to Faith’s entreaties and called her former mistress by her first name. “A goodish bit, Mother Kate,” Bob smiled, his blue eyes lighting up, for he was veVy fond of the middle-aged woman who had rescued Jim Lane and Joy from semidependency and was making them happy and comfortable. “By the way, Dad,” he added to Jim Lane, who was no longer the stooped, humble, ineffectual-look-ing little man he had become after Martha Lane’s death, “the Tarvers have moved in across the street, and

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THIS HAS HAPPENED BERTIE LOU WARD marries ROD BRYER. who had previously been engaged to LILA MARSH. The only shadow on the bride's happiness is Lila's persistence in annoying her and telling friends that she was Rod’s first love. A position in New York is offered Rod by TOM FRASER and he accepts. Anxious to make a good impression, they live beyond their income and Bertie Lou finds it hard to resist when MOLLY FRASER urges her to buy more clothes than she can afford. She and Rod have their first quarrel over money, and to make matters worse Lila arrives to visit Molly and make life miserable for Bertie Lou. But they introduce her to a rich MR. LOREE and she surprises them by marrying him. Lila asks Bertie Lou to forgive the Jast and be friends with such sincerity that the latter is deceived. Trying to keep up with their wealthy friends plunges Rod deeper in debt and he becomes depressed. Lila seizes her chance to persuade bint to accept a higher salary from Loree. Promising security and advancement, she induces Bertie Lou to indulge in an orgy of spending and to furnish more luxurious quarters. During Lorce’s absence Lila asks Rod to put her Jewels in the office vault. Later she requests him to return them to her ana wum they open the case the Jewels are gone. Rod wants to notify the police but she will not let him. NOW GO ON WITH THE STORY CHAPTER XXIV LILA saw her advantage and pressed it. Rod was weighing the cost of giving publicity to the theft, of seeking the aid of the police and the insurance company. The case was absolutely black 3 gainst him. No one, only himself, he admitted, had touched the jewels after Lila had given them to him for safekeeping. And the lock of the case had been difficult to open when he returned it to her . . . looked as if it had been tampered with. . Whether or not he thought of this Lila could not know, but she did see that he was seriously facing the evidence as it stood against him. Suppose he could never escape ;he odium of suspicion that must tall upon him—what then? Though nnocent, he would have to struggle along under a cloud for the rest of his days. What would become of his future? Who would employ him? Small Jobs, perhaps. Maybe he’d have to return to Wayville. The story of the missing jewels following him there ultimately. Even preceding him, possibly, if Cyrus believed him guilty and preferred a charge of grand larceny against him—or would it be burglary? Rod’s brain was working swiftly n6w that he clearly saw a string of consequences in his outlook. It occurred to him that the police might find sufficient evidence to holu hir.i for trial. He knew very little about police procedure, but when a person had been intrusted with a case containing valuable jewels and returned it empty he felt sure it must be a crime. Above all, an investigation of his own affairs would reveal that he was in debt—that he associated' with people of means far beyond his own. It was not a pleasant prospect to face. It could easily mean ruin, complete and final. He thought of Bertie Lou and his face grew haggard in an instant. Lila’s pleading took root then. She saw the expression of defeat envelop his features and then disappear as a spark of hope quickened his tongue to an eager question. “Tell me,” he said, “how much your jewels were Insured for. If I could pay it . . .” Lila laughed. “Don’t be foolish, Rod.” The laugh died away as she saw a look of stubborness settle

around his lips. “How could you

Pat Tarver says the house is the best job of building he’s ever seen in his life. He’s as proud of it as if—” “Bob!” Crystal Hathaway interrupted excitedly. “What are you saying? Do you really mean to tell me that the Patrick Tarvers live across the street from you? Oh—heavenly!” And she clapped her pretty white hands like a gleeful child, and somehow everyone in the room knew that Crystal Hathaway was not posing then. Her excitement and joy were absolutely genuine. “What’s all the excitement about, Crystal?” Bob grinned, more sympathetic, now that she was “Are you in love with Pat Tarver, by any chance? He’s thoroughly married, you know, and old enough to be your father—” , “Oh, Bob, you idiot!” Crystal laughed, leaning over to rumple his chestnut curly hair. “He’s not only old enough to be my father, but he is the father of my very dearest friend! Tony Tarver! Now that Mother’s—gone, I love Tony better than anyone in the world. Quick! Tell me if Tony’s in town now—” “She is,” Bob nodded, “and painting it red, if you’ll pardon a 1910 bit of slang. She came home from Bradley—that was your school, too, wasn’t it—just a week ago, and if the reports Cherry gives us are true, there promises to be a hot time in the old town this summer, and I’m not referring to the weather.” “I’m glad you have such a friend, Crystal,” Faith contributed. “She’ll help make your visit with us a gay one. “I’ve met Tony and have seen her a number of times, dashing around in her car, and she’s the only girl I ever saw who I thought was as pretty as my Cherry.”' And Faith’s eyes dwelt adoringly upon the little sister whom she had mothered and spoiled and saved from Heaven only knew how many perils. “Oh, Tony’s the most gorgeous girl in the world!” Crystal cried, her hazel eyes misting with very genuine tears. “I’m mad about her, and if I do say it, she was crazy about me, too. “We were roommates at Bradley— Positively inseparable. Would you mind awfully, Faith, Bob, if I

pay it?” she asked as though it might be possible after all. “You know Cy is paying me $l5O a week,” Rod replied. "No matter how much of that it took to cover the insurance, I could afford it. I don’t see how I’m going to prove my innocence. If Cy throws me out on my ear I’d have a hard time getting another job. I hate to give the thief a chance to get away hut I guess a good detective could i as much as the police.” “But Rod, you need all the money you earn.” “I’ll manage,” Rod said grimly; “I won’t let you take the full loss, Lila. It’s fine of you to want to.” He looked at her with a depth of gratitude that c-urled warmly around Lila’s conscience-proof heart. “If I’d lost your necklace and bracelets I’d feel I ought to pay you what they cost, though I don’t know how I’d do it,” he added honestly. “But they were stolen, and unless you receive them you will get only as much as the insurance you carried on them. Whatever that is I’ll pay it if it takes the rest of my life time to do it.” Lila sighed. “I’m sorry you won’t let me do a little thing like that for a friend,” she said softy. “But if you won’t ... the necklace cost six thousand, but I felt so safe over it I insured it for only three. The bracelets were insured for two thousand each. I don’t know what they cost. Let’s see, that makes $7,000. Oh, Rod, it would break you to pay that!” “It certainly would if I had to pay it all at once,” Rod admitted. ‘But I propose to do it piecemeal, Lila, if you don’t mind.” “Os course not, silly, I don’t want you to do it at all. What’s $7,000 to me? I think it will be fun to fool every one with my fakes. It takes money to throw a bluff about pearls, doesn’t it? If I’d worn them in Wayville they’d have been tagged.” Rod refused to joke. "Are you satisfied?” he asked. “You’d have a better chance of getting your stolen things back if we called in the police, you know.” He was not absolutely sure of that but he felt he ought to give her every opportuniity to change her mind if she wanted to. Lila was firm. “I’ll get that detective I spoke of. You’d better better see him here, though, and not at the office. I wish you’d forget about the whole thing if he fails to turn up the thief.” “No, if I can’t pay you the amount of the insurance, I’ll communicate with the police,” Rod averred stoutly. “You’ll lose enough anyhow. it must have been my fault somewhere along the line. I ought to pay for it” “All right. My land, what a long time it takes Wilkins!” Lila said in a voice that left no doubt that she wished to change the subject. “Chuck it, Rod, no use to worry.” Her voice sank to extreme tenderness as she gave his shoulder a little pat. The maid returned with a tray and two crystal glasses. Lila put one to Rod’s lips. “Drink that and then run along home and forget what happened,” she coaxed. “And whatever you do don’t tell Bertie Lou about it.” “I’ll have to, Lila. She’d wonder what I was doing with the money.” Lila sipped at her glass in siilence. Finally: “I wouldn’t worry

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Bertie Lou if I were you, Rod.” she said quietly. “It isn’t fair to me to treat me like a Shylock either. And why should you deprive her of money she needs when all that you could give me won’t make the slightest bit of difference to my happiness. “I’d be miserable,” she went on hurriedly as he started to speak, “if I knew that Bertie Lou was suffering on my account. Why, Rod, don’t you realize that I’m trying to be a good friend, that I want to make up for all the mischief I tried so hard to cause in Wayville?” Rod reached cut and took the soft white hand that rested on the edge of the desk. “You're the oest friend in the world,” he told her wrrmly. “Then you won’t tell Bertie Lou?” she besought him . “I don’t feel justified in keeping such a thing from her, Lila.” “Oh, dear,” Lila lamented, “one of these earnest people who are just as eager to share a sorrow as a Joy, I’d go battly if Cy brought all his troubles home to me. But, of course, if your mode, or your code, t whatever excuse you have, compels you to spoil Bertie Lou’s happiness when you could just as well keep your trouble to yourself, why, go ahead and do it.” “Then what would I tell her about the money?” Lila thought a moment. “Tell her you’re buying an interest in the company. Then if ever you have to explain that, say you drew the money out and plunged on Wall Street. “One shock and it's over. This way, she’d be upset about it indefinitely, and worried, too, for fear you might be under suspheon. Besides, I won’t consent to having you beggar wourself to pay rue in a hurry.” She glanced at a tiny clock on the desk. “I really must put you out now,” she added apologetically. “I’ve got to get off to Connie Wystaff’s dinner.” She went to the head of the stairs to say good night to him. “i’ll call you up tomorrow or the next day about seeing the detective,” she said in a low voice. Lila hadn’t yet become accustomed to having servants all over the place. She simply could not—as some of her friends did—speak and act with utter disregard of hired retainers. “And don’t wear a long face,” she added. “Who can tell what’s just around the corner? We may get the jewels back, after all.” She put out a hand and Rod clasped it with a warm pressure. “I hope so,” he said feelingly. “I’d like Bertie Lou to k' .ow what you’ve done for me.” Lila laughed. “You’re forgetting how much a woman enjoys a secret. One that she really wants to keep, I mean. And Bertie Lou and I know each other too well now to need any proof of our friendship. Remember your promise not to tell her anything about this.” Rod said he wouldn’t forget. Lila stood at the head of the stairs until the front door closed behind him. Then she danced gaily back into her boudoir. Rod, on the other hand, was depressed as he started for home, planning his first falsehood to Bertie Lou. (To Be Continued)

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