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THIS HAS HAPPENED BERTIE LOG WARD marries ROD BRYER, who had previously been engi.'ed to liILA MARSH. Lila makes life m'serable for the bride until she meets a i'luh MR. LOREE and maries him. Then she asks Bertie Lou to forgive the past. Trying to keep up socially with wealthy friends plunges the Dryers in debt and Rod becomes depressed. Lila seizes her chance to persuade him to accept a higher salary from Loree. Shortly after she asks Rod to put some jewels in the safe during her husband’s absence. They disappear and Rod wants to notify the police, but Lila insist 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 catches a train without seeing Rod. The separation, added to Lila’s plotting, causes a coldness to spring up between them. Each expects the other to make advances or explanations. Rod goes to the Lorees without her and Bertie Lou goes out with MARCO PALMER to retaliate. They grow farther apart, and one evening Rod finds her packing a suitcase for a week-end at the Palmer estate. Angered, he admits to himself that their love is dead and that he is infatuated with Lila. He attends a dinner at the Lorees and a Frenchman admires Lila’s pearls—which Rod thinks are imitations of the ones he lost. NOW GO ON WITH THE STORY A DISTINCT pallor showed under Lila’s makeup as she dropped the pendant and settled back in her chair. She made no move to hand over the pearls to Monsieur Clavier. A hush fell over the party. One by one the guests began to sense her attitude. She did not wish the pearls examined! Cyrus looked at her in astonishment and Monsieur Cavier began to consider a way to relieve the growing tension. It was Rod who supplied it. He overturned a glass of wine. Lila was quick to grasp the lifeline he had thrown her. She turned and beckoned the butler, who already was hurrying toward her. She made as much of the incident as possible. But it did not save her. When the broken glass was removed and the slight commotion over, Cyrus very quietly requested that she let Monsieur Clavier have the pearls. He was deeply puzzled over Lila’s strange behavior, but it was plain to him that their guests also were puzzled. And he knew these pearls were genuine. Surely, he thought, Lila did not realize what comment might be passed upon her reluctance to have an expert handle them. Cyrus had heard of women who substituted imitations for their real gems, but he did not believe that Lila had done that. Why should she? His allowance to her was more than generous. He did not want people saying that his wife had to resort to tricks to obtain money. Lila looked up at him. He nodded, and she noted that he was wearing what she called his business expression. He had worn it when he had dismissed an insolent servant a few days before. She looked at Rod and he fancied there was a despairing appeal in her glance. But there was nothing he could do to help her now. Cyrus must know that the gems were false. Rod hoped that he would be the only one to suffer and that Lila would escape her husband s wrath. He regretted that the exposure couldn’t have been put off until the next day—when he meant to tell Cyrus himself. His expression, to Lila, appeared sphinxlike. She had never made such a great appeal to him as at that moment, when he thought she w’as facing a painful revelation in consequence of her kindness to him. His features became blank in order not to risk showing his feelings, but he hoped that Lila would see in his calm composure a willingness to face the music—that he understood she had done her utmost for him.

Lila slowly drew the rope of pearls over her head and gave them to Monsieur Clavier. ‘‘They’re really very insignificant to receive your attention,” she found voice to say disparagingly. Privately Monsieur agreed with her, and was mentally chiding himhelf for having created an awkward situation over a few small pearls. Hereafter, he resolved, he would refrain from commenting upon the jewels belonging to people who practically were strangers to him. i Especiallly if his appreciation of the gems was less than his admiration for their wearer. But he was in it now, and he did not wish to say before madam’s husband and her guests that he had been more interested in the perfection with which the pearls matched TUNE IN WKBF' ON YOUR RADIO Another Stirring Address by JUDGE RUTHERFORD and a select musical program record-breaking INTERNATIONAL NETWORK broadcast direct from The Coliseum —Detroit AUGUST STH SUNDAY MORNING 9:30 to 11 Indianapolis Daylight Time 8:30 to 10 Central Standard Time TELL YOUR NEIGHBOR hear this program over any of these stations in the United States or Canada WNAC WBAW KFAB KFRC WGY WSAI KFH KGO WIIAM WHK KFJF KEX WFBL WGN KWKH KMO WEAN WORD WBAP KOMO WRNY WEBC KPRC KJR WBBR WDAY KOB KHQ KOV WHO KOA KSEI WTAR WOC KSL KGHL WBT KTNT KDYL CJGX WDAE KMOX KFAD CKY WAPI WHB KFSD CJGC WREN KNX WKBF and more than 50 others—See local newspapers

her complexion than in the pearls themselves. Still, his breeding would not permit him to express his true opinion of them, which was in accord with Lila’s. Turning them over in his hand, scrutinizing them closely, he cast about in his mind for some genuine praise tho bestow upon them. Rod was watching him with fascinated intentness, waiting for the denouement. He expected the Frenchman to show surprise, to become embarrassed. Instead, Monsieur Clavier returned the pearls to Lila with the remark that they were very well matched, indeed, and oof a really good color. “They’re the irridescent pearls that are found in the Pacific, near Australia,” he told Cyrus. “No others could be so suitable for Madam’s fair skin.” Lila took them in a limp hand. She did not look at Rod, who sat with a rather foolish expression of amazement spreading over his countenance.

Cyrus alone thanked Monsieur Clavier for his opinion. Then the company burst into an excited chatter that covered their relief over a threatening cloud dispelled. It was still evident, however, that their hostess was disturbed, but at least there was no further cause to dread the subtle sense of trouble that had hovered over them. Lila did not turn her head toward Rod until the dinner was ended. In rising, while he stood to pull back her chair, she let her eyes meet his with great reluctance. Rod gazed back at her from a frozen visage. A slow flush stole up Lila’s cheeks as she turned quickly away without a word. Rod contributed very little in conversation to the half-hour the men spent at the table over their black coffee after Lila had taken her women guests away. He sat, still frowning, over his cigaret while the other men told their stories and drank their liqueurs. ’ When they went to the drawing room he was black-browed with suspicion. Lila was seated before the piano, half-heartedly trying anew jazz piece. She seemed to know, without looking up, when Rod entered the room. Someone twitted her for the harsh discord she drew from the keys, and Lila stopped playing.

Bridge followed, but Rod was among those who did not care to play. Lila played indifferently, abstractedly, and Rod was not surprised, about an hour later, when she was “dummy,” to see her rise and make some excuse for leaving the table. He also rose from a nearby chair, and when LiJa opened the door that led to the small grilled-in balcony off the library he was close behind. Lila stepped to the edge and stared dowrn at the city. Rod closed the door. Lila did not lift here head even when he stepped up beside her. For a few seconds he stood there, waiting. Then he put a hand on her wrist and turned her around to face him. She saw a new' Rod. There was a hard purpose in his set expression and accusing eyes. It caused her to shiver slightly with fear. “You’d better tell me all about it, Lila,” he said with ominious quietness. For a moment Lila was silent. The impulse to lie that had seized her, the lies themselves that she had been formulating since leaving the dining room, slipped from her mind. Rod could not be deceived, she realized with unmistakable certainty. With this knowledge sinking like a poisoned arrow into her heart, Lila became a wild creature fighting with its back against the wall. She tore her wrist free with a quick ges-

They kept up their silly banter, Crystal flirting desperately so that Tony and Dick and all those other boys and girls whom she did not know, even by name, would conclude that she was having a gorgeous success at this, her debut party in Stanton. George doggedly obeyed Faith and complimented Crystal extravagantly on her hair, her eyes, and on her hand, which he called “a white flower, like a gardenia,” and which he pretended to want to wear forever as a boutonniere on his coat. When the orchestra tootled “Th-a-a-t’s all!” Crystal saw Tony Tarver and Dick Talbot skate swiftly, hand in hand, over the waxed floor to the door leading out into the Marlboro Country Club’s “necking jungle.” Tony had confessed shamefully and casually that Dick had already kissed her, and now in Crystal’s mind there was no doubt at all that more clinging, ardent kisses would be exchanged among the whispering trees and flowerburdened shrubs of the "necking jungle.” The conjured-up picture sickened her with envy, for she still thought she was in love with Dick Talbot. “Will you excuse me now?” Crystal panted. “Must repair damages to make-up. One gets so warm dancing— Os course, another dance later!” “Ugly old bear!” Crystal sobbed in her heart, as she ran awkwardly across the dance floor. “A man like that could simply ruin a girl’s chances. But of course I’d rather dance with him than sit alone at the table.” She tore open the first door she* came to, found that it gave upon a corridor leading to the “jungle.” She ran out into the night, her eyes grateful for the dark, but keen for a flash of Tony Tarver’s white chiffon dress. She had no plan—only a terrible ache to see, to know.

ture and stood back from Rod smiling mockingly at him. “You’ve guessed it, I think,” she said coolly. “The things never were stolen. What do you make of that?' “Make of it?’ Rod echoed, rendered less accusing by her uncringing attitude. “Oh, Rod,” Lila said with surprising softness, “don't be a complete idiot any longer. You must know i why I did it.” “If I did I’d no doubt be too smart tc have let you put it over,” Rod replied. “I guess I’m a complete idiot, all right.’ Lila moved swiftly toward him, and put her hands on his arms. “Rod,” she breathed, “Rod, I had to do it.” Rod stared down at her in utter astonishment. Lila's eyes were dark lamps in a mist, filled with indescribable pathos. “I had to make that moment over our glasses come true,” she said, “that moment at the table tonight. You never would have said it, Rod darling, but it was in your heart. I knew it. I’d have done anything to make youu speak. And I never intended to let you pay for the jewels. Oh you dear, stupid, never to have guessed that I gave you an empty case. . . .” Rod silenced her by tearing her hands hastily from his arms, where gradually they had been creeping toward his shoulders. "Lila, for God’s sake . . .” he began, but she interrupted him with a soft palm on his lips. “Not so loud,” she cautioned. “And don’t act as if I’d murdered you or something. You must have known for months that we’d have to have an understanding some day. Well, I’m glad the time has come. I couldn’t stand it any longer.” “But what did you do that for?” Rod asked her. “You don’t know what I’ve gone through over that fake theft.” "Yes, I do,” Lila contradicted; “but don’t you see. Rod, that it served to put things in their true light for you?” “How do you mean?” Rod questioned sharply. “Why, I mean about ... us, and 1 Bertie Lou, of course.” “I’m afraid you’re jumping to i conclusions,” Rod rejoined; "everything is hopelessly muddled as far as I am concerned. Lila made an impatient gesture. “Why do you make me say it?” she cried. “Can’t you see that if you hadn’t got in trouble you wouldn’t have found out that Bertie Lou doesn’t care anything about you? That she was only interested in your future success with Cy? When you put a stop to her extravagance she found someone with money to spend on her, didn’t she?” Rod was white, “You mean you faked that theft to get me in a hole?” he asked. “To make you think me a good friend,” Lila explained; “to get you to thinking of me with gratitude. You’ve always loved me, Rod; if you hadn’t started hating me simply because we couldn't afford to marry i each other you’d never have imagined that you didn’t love me. Do we have to be cheated out of happiness forever simply because you made a mistake like that? I’ve never stopped loving you,” she added and moved fonvard again to throw herself into his arms. “I know I tricked you,” she went on as Rod sought to loosen her arms from his neck, “but that old bromide about love and w r ar is as good today as* it ever was. “I wouldn’t have taken any money from you, but I had to do something to start you caring for me again, and I did help you with Cyrus, you know.” She paused and looked beseechingly at him. “You do love me, don’t you?” she pleaded and, reached up quickly to put her lips to his. (To Be Continued)

In her noiseless, swift fluttering through the trees and shrubbery of what the younger members of the Marlboro Country Club called the "necking jungle,” Crystal caught glimpses of several couples. At last she subshided on a bench. She did not know how long she had been huddled there, thinking the bitter thoughts of the unpopular girl, when she heard Tony Tarver’s thrilling, clear young voice behind the tall, fragrant-leaved bush near which Crystal was sitting: “Don’t be a nuisance, Ducky Dick! I won’t kiss you! I’m mad at you—” Crystal held her breath as Dick Talbot’s charming baritone voice urged a little angrily: “And simply because I wouldn’t take that Crystal girl for a buggy-ride! To Be Continued

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