Indianapolis Times, Volume 40, Number 63, Indianapolis, Marion County, 3 August 1928 — Page 24

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THIS HAS HAPPENED BERTIE LOU WARD marries ROD BRYLR, who had previously been engaged to LILA MARSH. The latter amuses herself by felling (heir friends that *he was Rod’s first love, and continues to make life miserable for the bride until #he meets a rich MR. LOREE and marries him. Then she asks Bertie Lou to forgive the past. Try*nc to keep up socially with wealthy friend plunges the Bryers in debt and Rod becomes depressed. Lila seizes hei chance to persuade him to aconnt a higher salarr from Loree. Shortly after, she asks Rod to pat some jewels in the safe during her husband’s *bsenee. The jewels disappear, and Rod wants to notify the police, but Lila insists that they keep the matter secret, pointing out that suspicion against him might spoil his career. Bertie Lou finds out that he has been seeing Lila secretly and is heartbroken. She is called home to her sick mother, and has to catch a train without seeing Rod. The separation, added to Lila’s plotting, causes a coldness to spring up between them. Bertie Lou returns on the eve of their first anniversary to find Rod apparently indifferent. Each expects the other to make advances. Rod goes to the Lorees without her, and Bertie Lou goes out with MARCO PALMER to retaliate. Coming home, Marco kisses her unexpectedly at the door and Rod sees it. He offers Bertie Lou a divorce, and she counters with the same offer to him. They finally agree to make a go of it, but Rod cuts down on extravagance and Bertie Lou thinks he is spending the money on Lila, so she goes out more and more with Marco. NOW GO ON WITH THE STORY CHAPTER XXXII BERTIE LOU had left her room door open. On the bed was the half-filled suitcase into which she was throwing silken garments and toilet articles indiscriminately. Rod was struck by her hasty carelessness. Bertie Lou had always been fastidiously neat. Now he saw with surprise that her room was disordered and untidy. He could not understand it. The rest of the apartment was as clean and orderly as ever. Bertie Lou could have told him of aching weariness and tired flesh that rebelled under the lash of a prideful spirit; of mopping up floors at odd hours, while her head ached splittingly and her fingers trembled over the mop rag. She could have told him of a complete lack of strength to carry her industry into her own room. The first time she failed to move the bed and sweep under it she felt guilty. Next it was the dresser that was left undisturbed. Presently only the places that showed were swept and dusted. And, finally, any hour of the day or night would have found the foot of the bed and the two chairs decorated with a garment or two. Bertie Lou used her room almost exclusively for changing her clothed. Now and then she snatched a few fitful hours of sleep—just barely enough to keep her going. Her splendid young constitution carried her through, though anyone who loved her would have been pained to see the holiow cheeks and the feverish restlessness of her eyes. They seemed fairly to glitter. She looked up and saw Rod’s gaze bent questioningly upon her. “Hello,” she said, and negligently tossed a pair of painted slippers into a suit-case. “You’re home early.” Rod indicated her packing with a gesture. another trip home?” he asked, striving to speak casually. Bertie Lou rolled up a negligee and threw it on top of the slippers before answering. “Nope; just a little squall out at the Palmer place,” she said jauntily. “Got anything interesting on for your own week-end?” she added, conversationally. “Thq_Lorees have asked me up to The Birches,” Rod replied stiffly. Bertie Lou glanced over her shoulder. “Going?” she asked indiffertnly. “I haven’t decided,” Rod answered. “You don’t happen to know if the tailor returned my dress suit, do you?” “I hung it in your closet,” Bertie Lou said pleasantly. “Would you like a gardenia? I’ve some beauties. They’re in the refrigerator keeping fresh.” “Thanks,” Rod returned, and went about his dressing. When Bertie Lou left she placed a lovely white bloom on the stand in the tiny entrance hall. Rod was putting on his collar and tie in the bathroom—the only dressing room he had. On the flower Bertie Lou had laid a kiss as lightly as a butterfly might rest on the waxy petals, but far more lingeringly. Rod overlooked the flower. His

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own departure was made in haste. Os all the infernal places to lose a collar button, under a bathtub on legs was the worst! He’d very nearly called to Bertie Lou to help him dig it out. But she was dressed too. Down he went on his hands and knees and got dirt on his cuff reaching under the tub. That necessitated a change. Arid Lila, he knew, would not be pleased If he were late. She was giving a dinner to an important man, a foreign banker whom Cyrus was desirous of honoring. Rod barely arrived ahead of the guest of honor. Lila was inclined to be peevish because he hadn't come early, but she had little chance to scold. And Rod’s frank admiration appeased her. Lila had done her best. Her hair was bound with a jeweled filigree band in such a way as to make her bob look like a stately coiffeur. And her complexion was perfectly dazzling. She had used a lavender powder which turned her skin to a marvelous tone under the artificial light. Her full, round lips budded like a scarlet flower beneath the stars in her eyes. Stars that were lighted for Rod. Cyrus had presented her with I some new jewels. But Rod noticed j that she was wearing the copies of! those that had been stolen, as well, j A superb sapphire and diamond ornament hung on a slender chain around her neck and reposed on the blue-veined whiteness of her* oreast. Having decided that a man of the world such as Cyrus described Monsieur Clavier to be would appreciate an original French gown, Lila had bought the lowest cut one j she could find. Unfortunately, while Monsieur | recognized it as French, he smiled inwardly at the naivete of the American woman of good society .who buys dresses designed for the French demi-monde. But he allowed no hint of his amusement to show in his manner. Lila accepted with delight his kiss upon her hand, glancing at Rod over Monsieur’s bowed head to call his attention to the Frenchman’* courtly manner. She hoped Rod ! would see that she liked it. He did, and scowled. However, Lila made him happy very shortly. She must go in to j dinner with Monsieur Clavier, but! she put Rod on her other side. And she graciously gave him as much at- | tentiion as her guest of honor re- j ceived. It was not kindness that prompted her to do this. She really did not know that if another man had sat in he seat she gave him he’d have j burned with jealousy, and that it i was exquisite torture to him to be ; near her. She wanted him close to please I herself. Though at times she | fairly hated him because he j wouldn’t see, or admit that he saw | —she did not know which way it \ was—that she was inviting him te make love to her. He was offering more resistance than she had expected. At times ! she told herself that he could not be won. But she would not give up. Bringing Rod to her feet had become an obsession. She had developed a rancorous hatred of Bertie Lou—a hatred that drove her on. To let Rod go without his having declared his passion would be to hand the victor’s crown to a girl who despised her. That Bertie Lou did despise her she knew by the way Rod was permitted to go his own way without interference. It was as though Bertie Lou had said to her: “If he wants you I don’t want him; but let’s see you get him.” It would have salved her pride considerably if Rod had told her how hard he tried to keep away from her; how many times he swore never to see her again, but how he was always lured back to feast his eyes on her dazzling beauty, staking his honor on his power to resist his desire for her, to keep himself in hand and bear his longing in silence.

“And I thought you were in love, with me,” Faith laughed. “Bob will! be relic"''d- He’s still just the tiniest] bit jeaio .. . Hello, Crystal, I darling! Having a gorgeous time?| Here’s George Pruitt, who’s wild to meet you—” Crystal laughed excitedly, fluttered her eyelashes and tucked her head provocatively. “Enchanted! Isn’t it lucky that Lon Edwards is still away looking for—tor my vanity case that I dropped in the car? We’ll have a chance to get a dance in.” Crystal was hardly conscious that she was fibbing; she had fibbed so much to save her face. As Crystal swayed off into a fox trot with George Pruitt, heirapparent to the Pruitt Wholesale Hardware Company, her rather stubby young body in peach-colored georgette curved a little too closely to he? partner’s, her not-quite-pretty face sparkled and registered ecstasy a little too violently. But when they passed Tony and Dick Talbot, Crystal’s heart seemed to turn over with a sickening flop, for Dick Talbot’s teasing, romantic black eyes were narrowed in a challenging, ardent gaze upon Tony’s beautiful face. “You dance like a professional,” George said gallantly, mindful of his promise to Faith to ply Crystal with compliments. “And if you look at me like that again, I may cause a scandal by kissing your pretty mouth right here on the dancing floor.” He held her more closely, tried valiantly to look enamored, but he was thinking disgustedly: “What an

But tonight, he realized, with sudden understanding of hi own limitations, it was going to be harder than ever to keep from showing his true feelings. Lila was a bright light, a warm light, and Rod felt himself succumbing to a mothlike weakness. Outside of her radiance life was a void. Lila detected a change in him when she turned quickly from an animated conversation with Monsieur Clavier and caught Rod’s gaze unmasked. She lifted a glass of wine and smiled at him over it. Rod politely lifted his own glass, but his hand trembled so that a few drops of champagne were spilled. He did not smile back at Lila, because he had seen complete understanding of hjs emotions in her expression. Looks are often more revealing than words. Rod read submission in the look Lila gave him over her glass. He knew that everything he had not said had been telegraphed to her in an instant. And her answer, returned to him in a flash, had set his blood on fire. But before he drained his glass and put it dow’n he had extinguished the flame of passion in the cold water of enunciation. Her husband’s voice—jolly old Cy —telling a Scotch joke—carried down to him. Rod looked at him, quaffed off the remainder of his wine and mentally gave Lila up, even before she turned back to Monsieur Clavier, who was saying something that Rod did not quite grasp at first. Neither did Lila, so concentrated were her thoughts upon the triumph she believed was hers. Mon- . sieur repeated it. “I was wondering what connoisseur had matched those pearls so perfectly to your complexion, madam,” he said. Rod expected Lila to smile. Instead. a look of uneasiness spread over her countenance. “These are nothing, Monsieur,” she said after t tense pause. She was thinking, furiously, that she wished he’d mind his own business. She could not declare before Cyrus that the pearls were imitations. “On the contrary, if you will permit me to admire them, I would say they are very beautiful.” "Just little things,” Lila murmured nervously. “That's gratitude.” came laughingly from Cyrus, who had overheard the conversation. “But you ought to be pleased my dear. Monsieur Clavier is one of the greatest judges of gems in France. At least that’s what I've heard,” he added, addressing Monsieur Clavier. The guest of honor shrugged with deprecating modesty. “You exaggerate, monsieur,” he said, “but pearls, they are my avocation. I love them. And I have been admiring Madam’s string with the almost unpardonable desire to handle them.” Lila shrank away from him and put a hand quickly to her throat. Her fingers touched the platinum chain of the sapphire pendant. Rod. watching her with agonized sympathy, saw a desperate expression in her eyes. His heart stood still with apprehension. If Cyrus learned now that the ptarls were imitations! Good Lord, why had he let her do this thing for him! The next instant he breathed a j sigh of relief. Lila had found a way ! out! And tomorrow he would teil 1 Cyrus the truth and take the con- ' sequences. Lila’s fingers, sliding down the , platinum chain had curled conI vulsively rounc the pendant. In a : flash she lifted it on an outspread palm. “If you really admire a flawless | stone this sapphire ought to interi est you,” she said, and quickly lifted j the chain from her neck. Monsieur Clavier reached out to take the jewel. Cyrus protested. “I’d really like you to examine the pearls. Monsieur, if you will,” he | said. “I’d like your opinion on what | waters they came from.” (To Be Continued)

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