Indianapolis Times, Volume 40, Number 117, Indianapolis, Marion County, 5 October 1928 — Page 28

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THIS HAS HAPPENED SYBIL THORNE, Boston society girl, Surprises her sister-in-law at a road-house—-drinking cocktails and making love with Sybil’s own husband! In all fairness to VALERIE (the sister-in-law) It should be explained that she had no idea the man with whom she was actually planning to elope was her pister-in-law’s husband. Valerie did not, as a matter of fact, even know he was married. He had Inade love ardently, and promised to get her in the movies. Marriage with TAD THORNE hid palled, and Valerie, a Selfish and frivolous girl, was ready to escape boredom through any avenue. Sybil, learning that Valerie was preparing to desert Tad, determined to stop it if she. could. She had no idea when she hurried to the roadhouse where Valerie was spending the evening that she was going to encounter her husband. Sybil’s marriage with RICHARD EUSTIS had been a secret affair. It lasted only two weeks, and only two ©f Sybil’s friends had met her husband. 6he had never uaed his name, nor fcpoken of him to Valerie. At first it was Difficult to convince Valerie that her lover was actually her own brother-in-law—Sybil's husband! But his own craven attitude revealed him in his worst light. Sybil takes Valerie back Jto Tad. Sybil regards Val with a sort of pitying contempt, and because pity is askin to affection, she grows to like her a little. Finally Valerie begs Sybil to divorce Eustis in order that she may gain undisputed custody of her child. Eustis has never heard of the birth of Sybil baby, and Valerie is afraid that when he learns of it he wil seek to assert his paternity. She predicts legal difficulties, and persuades Sybil to see a lawyer, to whom Sybil tells the strange itory of her marriage. NOW GO ON WITH THE STORY CHAPTER XXXVII MR. PETERSON beat a gentle tattoo with his spectacles on the bridge of his nose. “Mm-m,” he said. “A most unusual case. And the defendant, living in New Haven, is ignorant of the birth of a child? You have no Inutual friends—no acquaintances? The situation is almost incomprehensible. “You realize, of course, that it Will be necessary to apprise your husband of the existence of a child? You wish complete custody. Separate support, perhaps?’ ’ “No—no,” Sybil interrupted eagerly. “I don’t want any money at all. Only Teddy. I don’t even care about my freedom, except for Teddy’s sake. I only want the right to my own name, and the right for my child to be known as Edward Thorne. “He is called,” she told the crusty bid lawyer simply, “for my father. I should like to perpetuate his memory through my son. There are Thorne traditions—Thorne pride. It would be idiotic for my son to carry on for the Eustises. He means nothing to them, nor they to him.” St & tt MR. PETERSON smiled. “Jurisdiction,” he informed her, “recognizes no sentimentality. The child’s father has a legal right tc dispute your fitness as guardian of his minor son. He can, if he chooses, bring various unpleasant allegations. He can contest your suit for divorce, and defend himself publicly against your charges. “However, judging from the cirof the—er—romance, I thing we need anticipate no trouble from the young man. You are quite sure, madam, that you have omitted no important detail of your marital life? You have not seen your husband in the last twenty-one months. Not since you left him in Havana?” Sybil hesitated. “Yes, I have—once. I didn’t think It necesary to tell you It was for only a few minutes. I—l surprised him. It was in a public place. In New Haven—at a roadhouse. He was with another woman.” “You talked wtih him?” “Yes.” “And what was the nature of that conversation” “I—l upbraided him. He was with a girl I knew. They were planning to elope.” “How did you know they were planning to elope?” “Oh, I know they were.” “And you know the woman? We might subpoena her. Had you witnesses to the affair? And what are this woman’s feeling’s toward you at this time?” Sybil threw out her hands. “Oh, Mr. Peterson—you don’t understand. I couldn’t possibly drag any one into this—particularly this r-this lady.” “Who is she, madam? And what have been her relations with your husband? Has there been an open liaison?” St ft St HIDEOUS questions! Horrible man! Sybil shuddered. “Really, Mr. Peterson, I must decline to answer. It seems hardly necessary.’ The old man smiled patiently. “My dear young woman, it is most necessary,” he explained indulgently. “Surely you do not think I am vulgarly ourious. I am a mail old enough to be your father. You have come to me, presumably, because you trust me, and wish me to help you. You must be absolutely frank wtih me. If you wish to withhold certain facts, I must decline to accept the case.” Mr. Peterson peered through tor-toise-shell glasses at his finger nails, and, for the space of sixty seconds, while he appraised them thoroughly, you could have heard a pin drop. Then Sybil broke the throbbing silence. “I beg your* pardon,” she said “Let me begin at the beginning, and tell you everything. Then you will understand how absolutely impossible it is to bring the charge you have in mind.” Gravely he heard her out. And tvhen she had finished, she concluded hopefully—“And now you see why I want so fearfully to get the divorce on some respectable ground—incompatibility, or somethink like that.” Mr. Peterson inclined his head. “That would be nice,” he conceded with grim humor, “only in Massachusetts we don’t do things that way. There are seven grounds for divorce in this State. Most of them ugly. Incompalibility is not one of them. Non-support is what you might call the most ‘respectable.’ In your cas? v we might fall back on ‘gross and confirmed habits of intoxication,’ or ‘cruel and abusive treatment.’ “On the other hand, your husband might bring a counter cherge, alleging desertion. He might even allege cruel and abusive treatment. You left him, you see, sick and alone, In Havana.” “But, Mr. Peterson, he was drunk!” “He might produce evidence to the contrary. Tropical malaria, he m'ght call it. Affidavits from Cube |rranged.”

“But I have witnesses—the Moores.” “Mm-m —yes. Well, we’ll see. I shall prepare the papers for service immediately. Tire case will be listed with others on the divorce docket.- We must wait until it is called. The law moves slowly. I doubt if we can get heard before the September session.” Sybil clasped her hands nervously, remembering Tad’s dire predictions. “There won’t be any publicity, Mr. Peterson” she inquired. “That,” he told her gravely, “is something we never can tell. If we can arrange or an uncontested action, probably not. If Mr. Eustis contests, I should say there would probably be a great deal of it. Headlines, you know ,and pictures. All sorts of innuendoes and inferences. “The American public loves scandal. Divorces produce vicarious joy. However, let us not be apprehensive. Once you make up your mind to do a thing, there’s no good vacillating. You’re going through—or you’re not. The decision is your own.” Sybil squared her shoulders. “I’m going through,” she said, and placed her hand in his. When she had gone, the old lawyer rang for the junior member of the firm, and ranted harshly: “What’s the young generation coming to? Answer me that, if you can! The foibles of innocence! License and immorality. You’re all going to the dogs. You’ve gone crazy—crazy as loons. Such carry-ings-on! Little girls and married women. Flask-sucking lizards. I don’t know what the world’s coming to. You’re going to the devil . . . !” The irascible Mr. Peterson paused for breath. The junior member smiled. “Yes, sir,” he conceded good-na-turedly, “I suppose we are. You old fogies are to blame for it.” a a tt THE summer was full of conferences. Richard wanted to see Sybil. First one emissary and then another pleaded his cause. They hinted at possible reconciliation, and a settlement out of court. Defiance followed on the heels of conciliation. There were veiled threats. If Richard had a child, then by the Lord Harry, he propose 4 to see him. Panic-stricken Sybil refused to let Teddy from her sight. Richard’s lawyer, a smooth young man ‘with a face like a ferret, glibly submitted unpleasant innuendoes. Did Mr. Thorne know of his wife’s friendship with Mr. Eustis? No? Ah! Probably Mrs. Eustis would not wish to have him informed of that—er—regrettable little affair. “Don’t call me Mrs. Eustis!” snapped Sybil. “But it is your name!” expostulated the ferret, and continued suavely. “Os course, Mr. Eustis would be loathe to resort to such

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“The small-city society reporters are really a scream,” Miss Morse volunteered, as she handed the clipping to Crystal, her small grey eyes gleaming maliciously. She had never forgiven Crystal for having—just one time—usurped her own luncheon hour. “This girl on The Star who calls herself “Socity Butterfly” is awfully mean sometimes—makes the~nastiest digs at people without giving their names, but she is clever! “No one seems to have the faintest idea who she is, but she goes everywhere, knows everything that goes on—” But Crystal was not listening to Miss Morse’s sweetly hyocritical comments. Her fearful eyes were devouring the marked item of the column by “The Society Butterfly” The first mentioned no names, but was painfully clear to anyone in the know: “A certain rich young man. who swaggers under the label of ‘Stanton’s most eligible bachelor,’ and who has just become dramatically unengaged to a lovely but capricious newcomer to society, had a rather amazing experience at the Marlboro Country Club Saturday evening. “In fact, his friends are now laughingly referring this certain young man as ‘he who gets slapped.’ For the slapping, at the pretty hand of a hitherto inconspicuous maiden, was done quite publicly and thoroughly. “The young lady who resents this certain rich young man’s caresses—and, by the way, she seems to be in a class by herself—is not a member of the country club, but is visiting relatives who have recently been made members.” “Oh!” Crystal moaned, pressing a cold fist into a suddenly very hot cheek. “Your name appears in another item,” Miss Morse offered acidly, as Crystal seemed about to drop the clipping. The scarlet-faced girl obediently forced her eyes to see the further extent of her shame, but the second item, if it had stood alone, would have been extremely innocuous. As it was, it was separated from the thinly veiled hint above only by star dashes, so that no reader could possibly fail to see the connection: “Miss Crystal Hathaway, a graduate of Bradley Junioi; College for Girls, is a visitor from upstate, in the home of her cocusins, Mr. and Mrs. Robert C. Hathaway of Serenity Blvd. “The Hathaways, recently elected to membership in the Marlboro Country Club, dined and danced at the club on Saturday evening, while their charming young cousin enjoyed club privileges as a guest of Mr. Richard Warrington Talbot. “At his table also, with Mr. Harry Blaine, was Miss Tony Tarver, who on Saturday issued to the press a statement to the effect that her week-old engagement to marry Mr. Talbot was terminated. It is charm-

tactics. But, really, Mrs. Eustis was proving quite unreasonable. Now, if Mr. Eustis were permitted to see the child . “Never F’Cybil shrieked her defiance. “Or if Mrs. Eustis would meet her husband . . “I’d die first!” she assured him. “But consider your husband’s feelings. The child is his.” “The child is mine!” Sybil’s outraged maternity flared hotly. "Teddy’s mine, I tell you.” The ferret smiled suavely. “Yours? Oh, yes. But you say,” he interpolated smoothly, “that it is also his.” Oh, the hateful insolence of that purring voice. Sybil sprang to her feet, and her open palm shot swiftly through the air. Full in his cheek he received it, and when her arm dropped like lead to her side, there was a livid mark across his face. “You —you —! Leave my house!” she screamed. “Get out. Quick! Or I’ll call my brother to beat you. You . . . you , . . !” She was pointing a shaking finger toward the door, like a tragedy queen in a melodrama. And the palm of her hand itched for further contact. The ferret fondled his cheek. “You shall pay for this indignity,” he told her, fuming angrily. “The courts protect men irom f! ie tantrums of female tigers. I sX.ll get a warrant far assault and battery.” He leered at her evilly. “And what a story that will be for your swell friends. Getting dragged to police court like a common rowdy. I guess that will make ’em laugh—the high and mighty Miss Sybil Thorne up on an assault and battery charge” Muttering darkly, he took his derby and departed, like a “villain” on the stage. Then Sybil, apprehensive of the trouble her temper might cause her, hurried in town to relate the afternoon’s developments to her lawyer. Mr. Peterson listened gravely, but she saw the twinkle in his wise old eyes. “Good girl!” he approved judicially when she finished. “It takes an angry woman to handle a musical comedy detective properly. You needn’t worry about any warrant. He wouldn’t let anybody know you struck him, for all his cheap talk. He will keep that right under his tin hat—and he’ll lie his head off about the mark on his face. But, after this, refer all rats to me. I don’t want you talking with them at all.” (To Be Continued) (Craig Newhall, Sybil’s old sweetheart, hears rumors of the impending divorce, and drops in to talk things over. The stage is set for society’s biggest scandal —in the next chapter.)

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