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rms has iimtksh' TIFLEN P.\Of. feel., unhapp: when her flu-r oi brin, in love with her handsome guardian. LEONARD BRENT. But hr represents alt that, she knows of homo and family and she adores hint blindly. A r.hanrc meeting with a dying beggar. CHARLES OWENS NELI.IN. causes Bruit to change all his plans regarding Helen's future Before the man dies, he secures facts and evidence which he is able to corroborate to sonic extent bv a visit to Yonkers. On being graduated. Helen reminds Brent of hi; promise to reveal her parentage and i amazed when he inform: her that she Is heiress of a millionaire CYRIL K CUNNINGHAM, and that he promised her parents to take her to her gra idfather when she was 18Ihe\ go .o Yonkers and Brent introduce her to Cunningham as his granddaughter. H otters as proof the locket containing picture oi EVANGELINE CUNNING HA LI which lie had taken from the dying Nellin. Helen remains at Bramblewood Wiiile the lawyer investigates the story, but sbe rerents being under suspicion. Eager to will her favor. Cunningham presents her with a beautiful car which she driver even where. One day she accidentally trikes a young woman who hr. to fcr (rented at the hospital. Helen gors to girl's home to bring her mother anti brother NOW do ON WITH THL STORY

CHAPTER XVI HELEN felt like a prisoner at the bar. The brother knew, she tv a , certain, that she would not be here unless she had had something to do with the accident. She turned a little cold and her hands trembled in spite of her effort to remain calm and return his steady glance unwaveringly. Because of this she raised her head with a touch of defiance. -I struck her with my car,” she said icily. The brother reached out and Caught her arm. Helen winced. "Forgive me," he apologised, recovering himself instantly. "Eva is very dear to me.” All Helen’s hardness vanished. “Need I say I’m sorry?” she asked. “How badly is she hurt?" “She ll be all right soon.” Helen told him. Dr. Parkley pronounced her in no danger, but she is in pain." Her voice broke a trifle and she got out her handkerchief to wipe her eyes. Bob forbore to question her further. . , “Will you drive my car bacit to the hospital?” Helen asked him. "I haven't had a great, deal of driving experience, he toid her. •It s a standard shift,” Helen said, "j wish you would.” "Perhaps Mom would feel safer.’ ho answered, without meaning to wound. Helen flushed “She doesnt know.” she said. “Please don t tell her until she has seen your sister.” Mrs. Ennis came in just then and Bob nodded in silent answer to Helen's request. Without comment other than: “Shall I drive for you?” he took the wheel when they got to her car. Mrs. Ennis remembered then to Introduce them. “Miss Brent, this Is my son Robert.” They smiled at each other faintly and Helen looked away. ana ON the way to the hospital Mrs. Ennis pressed her for information about the accident and at last Helen sent an appealing glance to Bob He wasn't looking at her and Helen could not tell what, moved him to help her. "You will get yourself excited, mother.” he said. “Wait until you’ve seen Eva and then Miss Brent wil ltcll us all about it.” Mrs. Ennis choked back her question- 1 guess Id better keep calm for Evas sake.” she said. “My poor girl, my poor little girl!” "Now. now, mother,” Bob soothed her: "they won’t let you near her if you can't control yourself.” Helen found herself listening to him as though his words were intended for her. There was in his voice a magic quality, the strength that commands and the tenderness that protects. It stirred a response in her that was vaguely troubling. Mrs. Ennis subsided and the drive was continued in silence. At the hospital the mother went alone to her daughter's room. The brother would be admitted later, the nurse in charge told Helen. fJob waited downstairs with Helen. It was a wretched period for her. Suddenly, after a few rapid strides up and down the room. Bob had started to question her. . Stic found herself telling him precisely how the accident happened—except that she could not explain

i wha: mental disturbance had affected her driving. As her answers came, drawn from her almost against her will, she began to see herself through her inquisitor's eyes. Reckless driving! He did not say it, but the charge was in the sternness of his expression, in his gestures. in his manner. And Helen could not deny, even to herself, that she was guilty. “’/on devil-may-care girls are a menace!” Broke broke out at last. Helen gasped. “You raise hell with everything,” the young man went on, growing a bit, furious. “Here's Eva, poor kid. been slaving all her life to be a violinist and now . . . now maybe you’ve crippled her hands!” “Well, it isn’t your fault that you haven’t. Her luck held, that was all. But you might have ruined her life. Why? Just because you've a speed mania and money to satisfy it with a fast car. And nothing to do but tear around the country looking for thrills.” n n HELEN was slightly gaping now, but she did notice that he made a remarkably striking picture in his anger. He forgot that he was merely scolding a girl for her irresponsibility. and that she was that girl. Her mind had become a sensitive plate upon which his personality was etching itself for all time to come. His personality and his appearance. Commonplace, perhaps, in the brownness of his hair, the blueness of his eyes, but lifted into a class of exceptional distinction by the fine cut of his features and the virile quality of his mind that revealed itself in his flashing expressions and vibrant voice. He was still tirading against modern youth while Helen sat speechless, when someone came in to tell him he could go to his sister’s room. “I ll wait to take your mother back.” Helen said to him. “Don't bother.” he replied curtly. • We'll take a taxi.” Helen bit her underlip until it hurt. “But I must sec your mother again.” she protested. "I don't think she will want to see you when she knows that it was you w ho ran Eva down,” Bob paused at the door to say. Nevertheless Helen waited, held by a penitence that made her wish to suffer to the fullest frr her fault. She was prepared, when Mrs. Ennis returned to face a second tirade, or at least a harsh attitude. Instead Eva’s mother came to her and tried to thank her for her kindness. Bob stood by. scowling darkly. "I know you couldn’t help it,” Mrs. Ennis said chokingly. Helen's own eyes filled suddenly with tears. "I want to do everything I can for her,' she said feelingly. "It was my fault and I’m dreadfully sorry. She isn’t suffering so much now. is she?” “No. she’s quiet. And we will soon be able to take her home.” tt n u THE mother gave Helen’s hand a friendly pressure, and the girl repaid her with a swift embrace. It was the first she’d ever given to a mother, and though the impulse had torn through the effect of years of reserve, it was not robbed of its simple pleasure. “You will let me drive you home?” Helen pleaded. “Os course we will," Mrs. Ennis answered hastily. “But you need a bit of looking after yourself. I think perhaps Bob had better drive you home.” Helen carefully avoided looking at Bob. “I'm cured of reckless driving,” she said soberly. She rather fancied she heard a faint “Humph” from Bob. but still she did not look at him. “Let's go. then,” Mrs. Ennis suggested. “Bob must have his supper and father will be wondering what’s become of us. We should have left a message.” “I’ve telephoned.” Bob told her. and Helen remarked to herself that he had an extremely cool head for one who could become so heated while indicting another person. Bob did not offer to take the wheel on the return drive and Helen felt

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that he was testing her nerve. For the first time in her life she called upon the strength that is derived from pride. She set, her hands firmly on the polished wood and willed iter trembling to cease. It didn't cease but she drove creditably, and though white-hot points seemed to break through to the surface of her entire body she yielded not one outward sign of her nervousness. But when she slid the car to a stop before the Ennis home the strain had become unbearable. A sigh of relief rose from the bottom of her heart. She barely managed to suppress it. “You will stay for a cup of tea?” Mrs. Ennis invited as Bob got out of the car and turned to assist her. Helen shooic her head. “My gra—my family is waiting for me at home,” she explained, Mrs. Ennis did not repeat the invitation. She knew that Helen did not belong to the modest social world in which she and her children moved. Helen’s lavish provision for Eva's comfort w’as sufficient proof to her that Helen belonged to a wealthy family. She had been uneasy about offering her humble hospitality. Helen’s refusal lifted a burden from her mind. “But you will go to see Eva?” she urged. “She wants to thank you for your kindness.” Again Helen heard a faintly contemptuous sound from Bob. Her face flushed hotly. With a quick movement she prepared to drive off, but his voice stopped her. What he said came as a most unexpected surprise. ITo Be Continued.) LAD, 13, HAS TOTAL OF 36 BROKEN BONES Accidents Have Dogged Billy Neuhart Since Infancy. Bu Ctritai Press BELL AIRE. 0.. Sept. 20.—Billy Neuhart was late in answering the school bell this fall. And Billy, who at the age of 13 has suffered a total of thirty-six fractured bones, had planned to be present i'ic very first day. The day before school opened, Billy's legs gave out from under him, causing him to fall and fracture both limbs. Just a month previous he fell and fractured four ribs. “Gee. I won’t get to go to school now,” Billy cried when he learned his limbs were broken. Since he was 14 months old. Billy has been the victim of accidents. This is the'second time he has fractured both legs. The first time he was bedfast for several months. It war. during this siege the lad received more than fifty thousand letters, cards, telegrams and packages from all parts of the United States and several foreign countries.

TARZAN OF THE APES

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—By Martin

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—By Edgar Rice Burroughs

And there in the margin were the partially blurred imprints of four wee fingers . . . Finishing the diary, d’Arnot sat in silence. In his mind had sprung the determination to prove a theory. He believed he had discovered the key that alone could unlock the mystwy oi Taraaa oi the Apes.

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