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THIS HAS HAPPTvrn SAS CARROLL. seereUr-- ’n .FOHN CURTIS MORGAN. j.cc*ful In lrre u ith Moreen. H‘ ’if?. IRIS. eloper with a famtlv frien'l. BERT CRAWFORD, for ’horr Morgan ha< recently ’on an arcuitrsl. Morgvi docs not suspect Cranford and is cast into utter despair. TTOU*h he does not rea I*? It. Nar Is indispensable *o Morgan noth in hi", practice ar.d in his horn* For six months she ac's as long-ti: Nance housekeeper for him. bringing comfort and health to him and his child. little 6- • ear-old CTTRTTS Morgan breaks the ne’S to Van that h* i* divorcing Ins and. stressing his and Cur' ned for her. asks her to marrv him. She coneenu. . , .. . Their farcical marrag* has continued three months when Iris. Jil'ed hv c ra~ ■ ford, returns. Feigning ill ne’ . she tries to bring Morgan <-*■ his icn*e*. Van heart-broker., determines * fight and asks DR. BLACK to remove Iris to a hospital. . . , Curtis go* to see h's mother da-.’-'. She feeds him forbidden st>eet . Heat alcens Christmas morning with an attack Os appr.dicjt:s The doctor savs his diet must h tatched eloselv. though Nan knots -..he is pot erles 1 to nre- ent Iris' interference Morgan brine; '.VII • LIS TODD to dinner. He is a former suitor of Nan’s When thev are alore. -he tells him of Tm. He seeks to comfort her. plaoing his arm about her Shoulders Morgan finds them thus. NOW GO ON WITH THE hTORV CHAPTER. XLII (Continued) “'No. She gave a fake name at the hospital, but he took poison in f-he taxicab which the club manager forced her Into after he led her out of the club. The taxi driver took her to the address she had given, and when he started to help her out, he found her unconscious. Took her to the hospital, of course, and told his story, which the papers printed. T cheeked upon the apartment house address and found that they'd been living there as Mr. and Mrs. Chatfield. T wasn’t just prying, honev. I wanted the information for you, in case you ever needed it—as T had a hunch then you might. And now r you do need it. Use it.” Nan shook her head drearily. “No. How could I? I can't, blackmail Iris, no matter what she does to me. And I would rather die than report, that, horrible story to John Curtis Morgan. It might disgust him with her. but it would undoubtedly kill all his love for me. No, T can't fight that way. But I’m glad you told me. Willis. It makes me all the more determined to save my two menfolk.” “He still doesn't have an inkling about Crawford?” Willis asked. “No. Sometimes I’ve been tempted to show him that letter from Crawford to Iris, but—l'd rather lose him than hurt him that way.” “Darling, quixotic little Nan!” Willis Todd said huskily, as he put his arms about her shoulders and pressed her wetcheek against his. U'Do you wonder I'm not able to wove any other girl-?” And that was the tableau which John Curtis Morgan interrupted. CHAPTER XLIII IF NAN CARROLL MORGAN had not- been so completely in love with her husband, she would have fallen in love with Willis Todd, out of sheer gratitude for the way he met what might have been a very embarrassing situation. Rather, it was not what Willis did. but what he did not do which Nan. even in her confusion, recognized as the height of tact. Willis did not remove his arm from about her shoulder: ’. e did not apologize: he did not try to explain to the husband who had halted uncertainly on the threshold of the drawing room. He did not feel guilty. He had done no wrong; Nan had done no wrong. He simply refused to put himself in the wrong by acting like a guilty lover caught by a betrayed husband. “How's the boy. Mr. Morgan?” he called out. with just the right amount of sympathetic interest. “I'd like to run up and speak to him, if he’s awake. You know I used

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For once, however, Sandy Ross was over-optimistic. It was four hours before his plane was ready to take off from Stanto for Nicaragua, to take a mother to her dying son. The plane had to be gone over thoroughly, and stocked with its capacity of gasoline, for this was to be a non-stop flight unless accident forced a landing. And there were other things to be done, too —the weather bureau to be consulted for the time and location of storms within the next twenty hours: his meager stock of air route maps to be consulted, his mother to be told of his suicidal plan. It was 8 o'clock when Tory forced Sandy to leave his plane for a while and return to the Ross house with her. There would be time only for the briefest of visits and the hastiest of meals, for Mm. Purvis had been instructed by Sandy to be at the aviation field at 9 o'clock, when the take-off for Nicaragua was scheduled. The event was being kept as secret as possible. Sandv Ross having no more love for publicity than his famous colleague. On the drive home Sandy was grimly silent, but Tony, whose heart was nearly bursting with love and pride, "knew that it was not fear that tightened the cleancut boyish mouth and narrowed the freckled gray eyes to slits. Or —if it was fear at all. it was fear for the safety of his passenger, poor, grief-stricken Mrs. Purvis, willing to risk her life that her dving son's last moments might be the brighter for her presence. But Tony did not dare talk: she could only pray. . . •‘Good kid!" Sandy muttered his hand gripping the little one that deftly swung the steering wheel toward the curb before the Myrtle street house. And Tony would not have exchanged those priceless words for the accolade at the hands of a kind. . . . "You tell Mom while I wash up and get into my flying togs." Sandy Instructed Tony, as they entered the familiar hall. “Wear your warmest coat, old dear,'* Tony advised, with gorgeously simulated nonchalance, but when his back was turned she gathered the oil-stained, fur-lined leather faekat in her arms and kissed it

to see him at the office when I called for Nan.” ' He's still slightly feverish, and had very little appetite for his milk toast, though mavbe that was because he was mourning for the turkey he couldn't have,*' Morgan answered, exactly as if nothing had happened. “I'm sure he'd be glad to see you, Willis. I told him you were here and he said he had a Christmas present for you. Probably some little trifle he made in his manual training class at school.” “Then I'll run up," Willis said. He rose and not till then did he withdraw his arm from across Nan’s shoulders. "Don't, he gone too long. We're I going to open Christmas gifts and —there is a Santa Claus!” Nan promised him gaily. When the young man had left the room Nan rose from the couch and strolled to the tree. She wondered if Morcan had noticed the still undried tears on her cheeks and what she would say if he questioned i her. "Shall we light, the tree now?” she j called over her shoulder. “Press the lpff-hand button for the Christi mas tree lights and snap off the others Now! Doesn't it look I lovely?” T hope you'll like your presents, dear.” Morgan said in a voice | that sounded a little constrained, for all his effort to make it cheer- | ful. “It was hard to know what to j gpt von. Want to open the box now, while we're alone? I'd rather be the sole witness of your disappointment, if you don't like them.” "Them?” Nan repeated, laughing. “This box is pretty small to hold more than one gift. Oh. John! I never had anything so gorgeous In all my life!” .She lifted from their satin bed an antique necklace and pair of bracelets of square-cut topazes, set In exquisitely wrought gold filigree. “I got them because the’re just- the color of the highlights in your hair and eyes,” Morgan told her, his voice rich with satisfaction. “They’re 150 | years old. by the way—first presented to a very famous French ac- ! tress by a royal prince. Full pedi- ! gree furnished on request. But there’s something else in the box. Lift up the satin pad, dear.” nan TAN obeyed and drew out a i credit memorandum upon the ! city's most fashionable furrier. The i sum staggered her for a moment. “Whv. John, darling, we can't afi ftrd ~" “How many times must I remind i you that** you re only the. junior j partner in this firm?” Morgan | scolded her. “I want you to have ! a decent fur coat, young woman. | I was tempted to choose it myself, : but didn't dare assume the respon- | sibility.” ' Thank you, John,” she said simply. for her voice was too husky J with tears to permit more. Then, | as simply, she lifted her face for | his kiss. The memory of the hard, hungry pressure of his lips was still with her as she watched him fumble ; awkwardly with the wrappings of her gift to him. She had bought him a wafer-thin, platinum-cased watch. Vcry plain, very’ expensivelooking. With it, a thin platinum chain. Morgan's eyes lighted up with boyish pleasure. "And to think I ever teased you about your woman’s intuition! I wonder if any one else today has said, ‘Just what I wanted!’ and meant it as wholeheartedly as T do. Thank you. dear Nan! It makes this old watch of mine look like a turnip. And I thought there

passionately, darkening one of its j oil stains with the tears she dared i not shed before Sandy. Then, head high, eyes very bright, she went in to break the news to j Mom Ross. Fifteen minutes later a fed, scrubbed and warmly clad young aviator stepped into his mother's room. j The two women who loved Sandy Ross better than their lives had already done their weeping in each other's arms, and now it was a cheerful-voiced mother who greeted her son matter-of-factly: ' Well. son. mind you. keep warm, and don't let Mrs. Purvis talk your arm off. And you might bring me i s< souvenir from that foreign country you're going to—something nice for the parlor. . . Tony, you put up a thermos bottle of hot coffee anci a box of sandwiches for this flying-fool of mine." Tony fled, as Sandy approached his mother. iTo IV Confirmedl

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| couldn't be a finer watch made when jmy father gave it to me. George! : What a beauty it is!” he added, with such naive enthusiasm that Nan laughed aloud, joyously. That meant another kiss, of course. And this time it was Willis Todd who halted uncertainly to interrupt an embrace which he knew was giving the most exquisite happii ness to the girl he loved. “We couldn’t wait for you. Willis!” j Nan cried. “Forgive us, won t you? And come look for what Santa left ! for you.” She made a great ado of turning her back while he opened the package containing the cravat she had given him, “to allow him time to recover from the shock,” as she laughI ingly warned him. “The tie I've always longed fer! I Exactly what I wanted!” Willis announced emphatically and pretended to be very much hurt w’hen his host and hostess exchanged amused, significant glances, then burst- into uncontrollable laughter. “These husband-and-wife secrets,” he crumbled. "Anyway, the tie isn't funny! It's a beauty!” And they laughed at him again. Morgan explained: “The male vocabulary, under certain circmstanccs, seems to be curiously limited. You've said exactly the same thing about that tie that I’ve just been saying to Nan about this watch she gave ine. What is it, Estelle?” he broke off. as he caught sight of the maid beckoning to him from the doorway. nan TELEPHONE, sir,” she answered, with an odd note of resentment or sulkiness in her voice, j It required no unusual amount of intuition for Nan to guess that the ! call was from Iris Morgan. “Don't look like that, honey,” Willis whispered, as Morgan strode j across the room toward the library to answer the call. “I’m glad I came tonight, T see now why you feel about him as you do. He's a prince. Fight for him, Nan. He’s worth it.” “That's big of you, Willis,” Nan murmured huskily. “I'll fight all right, but—so will she. And she has the biggest advantage over me that one woman can have over another.” “And that is?” “John was mad about her for the whole eight years they were married, and he never really possessed her. Now she pretends she’s just as much in love with him as he ever was with her. Can’t you see how the thought of possessing her completely, after all those years of frustrated adoration, must affect him?” “But he loves you,” Willis Todd protested. “Not in that insane, slavish way. perhaps, but truly, deeply. You’ve got to believe that, Nan.” “I do,” Nan said simply. “I wouldn't fight for a minute if I didn't ljelieve that. Now. I'm going to tune in on some choir music. I love the Christmas hymns. Don’t you?” Nan was at the radio cabinet and Willis Tcdd was relaxed in a big wing chair before the fireplace when Morgan re-entered the room. With a deep sigh, whether of worry or contentment Nan could not know, he dropped to the couch and stretched his long legs toward the crackling flames of the w’ood fire. “Music, John? Or would you rather just talk?” Nan called. “A sandwich —music, talk, more music. Some carols, if you can find any in the air,” her husband answered. nan FOUR days later Nan Morgan looked back upon the Christmas evening and tried, desperate with need of its happiness’ and and peace, if only in memory, to recapture every moment of it. “And I sat there, smug as a pussy-cat. listening to carols and telling myself that I’d been making a mountain out of a molehill: that there was nothing to be afraid of,” Nan reflected bitterly, on the day that she knew that Dr. Black’s warning had not been the idle meddling of a he-gossip. She was in her own office, reading a long, telegraphic report from her husband, filed at the state capital, where he was conducting the Bradley defense on its appeal to the supreme court. Her telephone rang. Absently, she reached for the receiver, her eyes still fastened upon the telegram. “Hello. Yes, Estelle. What's the matter? Quit panting and try to talk plainly. Is it—Curtis?” “No’m. it's her!" Estelle's urgent, gusty whisper came over the wire. "Mr. Morgan's other wife. I mean.” Nan's heart lunged, was caught in the grip of a pain so intense that for a moment there was nothing else in the world but that terrible pain. After a bit. when that dreadful contraction of the heart muscles had relented somewhat, she became aware that Estelle's gusty whisper was vibrating against her eardrum. "Mr. Morgan's other wife.” So that was how even the servants thought of John Curtis Morgan—a man with two wives. But she must listen, must answer intelligently. (To Be Continued)

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