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this HAPPENfD john - on if**,'': f pr °' X iri'nd. BEFt CRAW - FORD ’■li'i n.ct'i !or err.bezzlenifi.t NA*i CARROLL r-. t <*tarv ’■> Morgan, t.sco.-rs •!:' - • o-.f * th him ar.d. bf--1 -rabl' dc*<*rmtne to resign. Her 7': ; V •• rt': and" Morgan .... tV-/'.-'-! '.'“her drr 4 .g :h trial. H /i.s of a listening-hi device. Na;: r r .... a ron-'rrat'.on betxe'n C.a ■ - son * and Hi! -Titchboard operator in . ax's the opera'.aa • <’•"'! e and admit' his interest In IRIS MOR(jSN fteautifui wife of Lie Nan ■ or.front:.. Cra-< ford vith e-hat else ha.h'ard and tells him the price of her f lienee :• that he give up Iris imni'dtate'.v. . On the last dav of the tr.al Nan nndi ror.vlncirig proof of Cra’> ford s z J** note -I hleh ilttle CURTIS MORGAN ha - , e- identiv stolen from hi* mother handbag. Nan art;.' In the courtroom •,• • as "nr jury return 1 v.' . a "not guilty” verdict and Is spared the necessity of siting Morgai th' shame.evs e• ider.ee of his adored wife-'-, faith.etrr.'ss and the perfldv of h." friend. A fear da- > later Crawford call and presents Morgan with rVcic for $20.tm as his f". and when Morgan refuses I*. he cle-.-erlv suggests that Morgan g-.e It to Ir. r Cranford announces he is. lea - ing town When Iris Morgan leave' for a pleasure trip to New Yor>: s'veral dav* later. Morgan 1 unvispectir.g. Five davs pass and then Man learns her agony of . joense for Morgan ha beer. Justified NOW GO ON WITH THL 'TORI Nan hardly heard him. her heart nas pounding so. Iris hadn't lef* a farewell ietter. Did that mean that she was really going to New York only on an innocent pleasure trip, that she and Crawford had broken off their illicit relatior -iv.pv Or—did it meaft that Iris had protected herself from pur.-tut by waiting until she was safely at a distance before breaking the r.-‘ "-s to hot husband that she was no: coming back? For five days tho-c questions hammered at Nan Carrolls brain, /-nd then, when she was beginning to believe that all of her agony ot suspense for Morgan had been wasted and foolish, and that Iris would come back to the security and honor of being John Curtis Morgan's wife, those questions were answered as she had known in her heart that they would be. BUB CHAPTER XVI “"ITTHAT are you doing here Nan VV Carroll?’’ John Curtis Morgan demanded with mock severity, as he entered his office at 8 o'clock that Friday night. I though I told you to take a night off for a change. You'll be getting me into trouble with the labor commission, if you don’t watch out —or with the Society for the Prevention of Cruelty to Children. You look about 13 j eers old in that outfit and with that haircut.” Nan. who had risen at her employer’s entrance, flushed and laughed, then whirled before him on the tip of a smart, flat-heeled little brown Oxford, plunging her hands into the pockets of her brown velveteen suit. "New dress! Size 13. junior department," she grinned. "Like it?" "Tremendously!” There was that humorous, downward quirk of one corner of his mouth that. Nan loved and delighted to call forth. "You look like a naughty but very pretty small boy in skirts,” Morgan teased her. "No." he decided, regarding her with frank, friendly eves. “I’m sorry to disillusion you, if you’re congratulating yourself on looking boyish, but I'm afraid you're incurably feminine. Nan. Not only in looks, but in temperament. It's your feminine curiosity that's keeping you in this sweatshop when you ought to be out with your best boy friend, dancing holes in a pair of $3 chiffon stockings." "Curiosity?" Nan flushed with pretended indignation, to hide her consternation. Was it possible he suspected that she was watching over him. almost unable to let him

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It would be so easy. Tempation said to Crystal Hathaway, as George Truitt's arms tightened about her for another embrace and kiss. George was taking her consent for granted, was already happily planning their life together. If she just would sa'- nothing for a little while, just permitted him to plan on and to kiss her now and then, the engagement would be an accomplished thing. George would return to his father that very night and triumphantly announce that it was all settled—that he and Crystal were to be married and were very grateful indeed for his generosity in making their marriage and George's career as an artist possible. As easy as that. ... “I’ve always wanted to travel." Crystal argued with her heart. “I remember saying once to Tony that * hr, i came to die it win mast me sad and angry to think that there is a spot on the globe on which my eves have not rested and my feet trod. I want to see all beauty natural and created." But she did not want his kisses. Not that George Pruitt was repulsive. or even faintly unpleasant to her. She liked him. admired him more than any man she knew. But his kisses left her cold, unmoved. “Maybe I'm just bad." she reproached herself angrily for having responded to his first kiss. "I was really eager to have him kiss me the first time. It was the same with Pablo Mendoza. “I was in a fever until he had kised me. and every time the fever burned lower un ll at last it must have gone out en irely, if we and kept on. And that's horrible, disgusting. ... I wonder if all girls would feel aching curiosity and eagerness until thev know what the first kiss will be like. . . . But what if nil girls do? It doesn't make it any less terrible. “I knew' before George kissed me that I wasn't in love with him. and now I've let him go on and plan not only our wedding but our honeymoon and years of our married life. How can I stop him? And do I really want to stop him? “So easy to drift into marriage with George, to be loved and protected and given all the tilings I’ve ever wanted—except being in love." It was no use. She struggled in George's arms, pushed his face away

1 out of her sight lest the blow fall : when :he was not there to comfort ! him? But that was silly, of course. How could he suspect? ‘ Curiosity!” she repeated more in- ! dignantly. “Well. I like that! Here I say to myself, says I. 'Poor Mr. Morgan will be working at the office ill all hours on that Lois Downs ; case, and the least you can do. as a j private secretary who's just got a * fat raise, is to si: by with notebook ! and pencil—” j "Yeah?” Moj*gan grinned. "You’re ! just dying to know all about Andrew Ward's testimony. Couldn't wait till the morning papers came j out. But if anybody shouid ask me what I realiy think, young lady. I’d ! have to admit that I don’t believe j you trust me to handle even one day i of a trial all by myself.” "Os. of course, if you're going to develop an inferiority complex, just because you haven't a woman's intuition—” Nan retorted laughing and flushing "But what I’d like to knov is—who's been encouraging my insatiable curiosity for three year.- ’ Who’s taught me to—?’’ "Oh, all right, all right!” Morgan pretendd to capitulate resignedly. Ge: your notebook and pencil me. your woman's intuition and come along. It's your health! I -■'inp-tse you can be permitted to rum it it >ou insist." BBS \\J HEN they were seated at Mor- ▼ t -.in'.-, desk, with the leaf lor " nor ebook draw n out between . :■ an wished teat a magic circouid be drawn about them, beor.d which evil and change and even time itself could not pass. She loved him—yes; loved him w ith every thought in her mind, r>ery throb of her heart, every nerve m her body But she thought tha* if he could be spared the pain and. disillusionment which she still believed was hurtling inevitably toward him, like a deadly missile hurled by Iris's beautiful, cruel hands, she would be happy to go on like this with him forever. "Cold, child?” Morgan asked solicitously. "You're shivering. I’ll sc if the heat's coming u-> —” "No, I'm not cold," Nau denied hastily. “Now, tell me about Andrew Ward. He's a rotter, of course, but I blieve he's really in love v.uth Lois. If he threw her down today, you can chalk up a long black mark against m; woman’s intuition.” "No black mark yet,” Morgan assured her, his deep-set. black eyes twinkling. "He behaved pretty much s you predict-- 5 lie would. Braincrd was wild by the time court adjourned. for he'd turned Ward over to me at half past four and within five minutes he was making a better witness ior the defease than he had for the prosecution. "Brainerd had to get it into the record, of course, that Ward had - been making love to Lois Downs, so j that he could establish a motive for ! Lois' murdering the old lady. Ward | also admitted on the direct cx- j animation that his wife and he had j quarreled over his attentions to Lois j just the day before the old lady was ! poisoned.” "Just a minute." Nan interrupted, j frowning thoughtfully. "Is there no loophole at all in Ward's alibi? He says—and of course can prove—that he was playing bridge in another apartment in the same apartment house that he and his wufe lived in. Why couldn't he have slipped out if the room when he was dummy, hurried over to his own apartment, and slipped the poison to his wife in her medicine?" •f}RAINERD had half a dozen | JL>witnesses on the stand today to |

from hers with sudden, almost cruel vigor. "Don't. George! Please—l've got to tell jou—“ she panted. The man's arms dropped instantly, but very gently he took the desperate fighting little hands in his and flattened their palms soothingly between his own. “What's the matter. Crystal? Have I—kissed you too much? Frightened you a little by being too ardent?’ he asked quietly, but in the faint light from the little dashboard she saw that he had gone very pale. "I've been so—hungry for love, you know. dear, but I'll try to be more gentle—” “Oh. George!” she wailed, and turned her face sharply away. It was going to be so much harder than she had feared. He was so terribly vulnerable, because of Faith, because of his homeliness, because o f .b. ic j a nt’e"e;'\ “Yf>” haven’t beer rough or—c- ’jmgentlr. dear. It’s just—just that—l—oh, George, it’s so terribly hard to say! “You didn't ask me. you know. If you had —” she drew a sobbing breath that seemed to cut her swollen throat. “Don't you understand. George? I—l don't love you enough to—to marry you.” iTo Be Continued)

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prove he didn’t,” Morgan answered. "The Wards' apartment is on the seventh floor, remember, and Andrew Ward was playing bridge with the Delaneys, on the second. No hotel employe saw him; he surely would have been missed, and—most important of aii—Mrs. Ward, as her daughters have testified, had a mori bid fear of being poisoned and al- ; ways refused to take a dose of mediicine or a bite of food that had not - been prepared by a nurse. No, I’m | afraid that’s a washout, partner.” ' "It's just lh?t he's the only person who really had a motive for killing the old lady,’ Nan worried. "Here he is: A young man, who fancies himself a sheik, married to a wheel-chair invalid of 54, whom he can’t divorce without losing the fortune he married her for, and in love with a pretty young nurse who, he figures, wouldn't be so indifferent to him if he were free and rich in his own right. Gobs of motive.” “And apparently not one ounce of opportunity,” Morgan supplemented. ' It’s a pity, Nan, but I’m afraid we can’t pin the murder on Sheik Andy. But to get back to my story: Brainerd deftly extracted only the facts that would help his case, then had to turn Ward over to me. I thought the boy was going to rise up out cf the witness chair and embrace me, he looked so glad of a chance to be cross-examined. Brainerd had undoubtedly warned Ward that he could easily get himself indicted as an accessory if he tried very hard to help Lois from the wtiness stand, but he evidently cares more for the girl than ” "Or believes her innocent, as we do," Nan interrupted eagerly. "If Lois is acquitted they'll be no basis for an action against Ward as an accessory before the fact, but he may find himself indicted for the murder itself. Somebody killed the old lady! But go on! Sorry!” "Ward admitted, with the utmost willingness on cross-examination, that Lois had never encouraged his love-making: that she told him she had a sweetheart already; that he had defended the girl to his wife, taking all the blame upon himself. The old lady had seen him trying to kiss the nurse, you know—” “And what I can't see,” Nan interrupted, “is why Mrs. Ward didn't fire the girl then and there, since she was aparently so crazy about her husband that she didn’t want to kick him out. Lois insists that she had no quarrel with Mrs. Ward, but that when Andrew told her his wife was insanely jealous of her she wanted to quit and told Mrs. Ward so the very night the old lady died.” ts n a YES.” Morgan frowned. ‘‘Her daughters have admitted as much on cross-examination. They say the old lady was going to change nurses the next day, but asked Lois to stay until she had someone else. Os course Brainerd will contend that Lois, knowing she would be there just one more night, took advantage of her opportunity and slipped the strychnine into the old lady’s sleeping medicine—” “Which Lois says she never gave her,” Nan interrupted. “Well, it’s obvious that someone gave it to her. I tell you, Mr. Morgan, our only bet is those fingerprints on the medicine bottles and on the bathroom cabinet. I’ve been hoping that something would point toward Ward as the guilty party, since he had the strongest possible motive, but as long as that’s out, we’ll have to trust to those fingerprints to create a reasonable doubt in the minds of the jury. “Funny there were no fingerprints at all on the glass. It looks as if the murderer would have thought of fingerprints in the cabinet and on the bottles if he remembered to wipe them off the glass on the bedside table—” "Hold on!” Morgan admonished her. “You’re forgetting that those mysterious prints were made by a woman's fingers. It's ‘she,’ not ‘he.’ Well, we must be thankful for what we have. Those fingerprints prove that some woman—we know they weren’t made by Lois Downs, either of the two daughters, or by any woman servant that had access to the apart men woman was in that bathroom handling poison bottles and touching the cabinet. But how in heaven's name she got there without being seen or heard, mixed a lethal dose for the old lady and persuaded her to take it, as morbidly afraid as Mrs. Ward was of being poisoned—’ ’ “Wait!” Nan cried. “I—l think I’ve hit on something! Don’t breathe for a minute—” Nan screwed up her eyes and brows in a fierce frown, twined the fingers of her right hand in her short, tumbled brown hair, and fairly radiated thought waves, while the man opposite her leaned back in his chair and regarded her with fond indulgence, but with a gleam of excited anticipation in his black eyes. The sound of sudden, violent pounding on the outside door of the suite penetrated into the inner office. Nan started to rise, but Morgan pushed her back into her seat. “Keep on with that heavy thinking," he commended, laughing. “Til see who it is." (To Be Continued.)

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