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BEGIN HERE TODAY SHEILA WIBER, daughter of WILLIAM OLIVER WILBER. Indianapolis manufacturer and Inventor, gives a dinner party at her Maple road home for two electrical experts who are negotiating for the purchase of Wilber's invention, anew type of electric light. Other gue„ts Include JOBEPH SMEDLEY. assistant Marlon county nrosecuto.*. Sheila s flance: FRANK SHERIDAN, wealthy voung Indianapolis lawyer, whose hobby Is solving crime mysteries, and ANDY MASTERS. Sheila's wayward cousin, who is entangled in a love affair with MERCEDES RIVERTON, a stenographer In the office of HOMER MENTON unprincipled criminal lawyer. lew days before the dinner party a safe In Wiluer's home laboratory is burglarized and a diary of Wilber s wife, now dead, stolen. The diary holds a secret of Shelia's birth. Sheridan. In the role ol amateur detective, is on the burglar's trail. After all the dinner guests have departed except Sheridan and Smediey. LENA SWARTZ, a maid, is found dead oh the laboratory floor bv CLARA, the Wilber cook. The coroner linds death du" to accidental electrocution. Sheridan conducts a private Investigation in connection with his search for the stolen diary. He learns that RILEY MORGAN, a burglar whom he suspects was the safe robber, had called upon Lena on the itight. Suspicion also falls upon Andy Masters. Sheridan makes the acquaintance of Mercv Riverton, and is invited to a housewarming at her apartment. While there he overhears a -significant conver.ation between Andy and Menton which connects both ofthemwlththe CHAPTER TWENTY-THREE IT was well after noon on the day following Mercy's housewarming that Andy awoke with a splitting headache and a parched throat. These physical discomforts wer% accompanied by deep of spirit, the emotional aftermath of a night of heavy drinking and nervous stimulation. There was only one cure in Andy’s homeopathic pharmacopeia—“a little bit more of the hair of the dog that bit you,” and Ike Sellers was kept busy administering the “medicine in generous doses. The parched throat yielded somewhat and the headache was dulled, but the mental depression and all-out-of-sorts feeling persisted. In short, Andy was suffering of a “grouch." He remembered with a groan that it was Sunday afternoon, the halfday that he usually dedicated to his matrimonial ambitions, with Edna Regers as the goal thereof. He sipped several additional drinks while he meditated darkly upon this self-imposed duty. Edna was nice enough in her way. but she insisted upon a fellow sticking too close to the straight and narrow path. Now Mercy—there was a girl! If the only had the "jack” he would tell Edna and Sheila and Wilber and that whole Puritanical bunch to go jump in the creek. Nevertheless, he dressed and prepared for his call upon Edna. One important detail of these preparations was the stowing in his pocket of a flask filled to the neck with liquor which Ike said was at least tv o-million proof. His drooping spirits would need fur her fortification.

ANDY'S car swept into the curving driveway of the Rogers hcn.e and slowed suddenly with a p-otrsi ing screech of the brakes as it drew abreast of the wide veranda, then with a jerk darted on and out of the opposite entrance to the grounds. “Well, what do you make of that?” evlaimed Frank Siibridan. from his seat on a low ottoman at Edna's feet. Edna had drawn herself up from a rec'inir.g position in a deep wicker chair and was staring after the departing car with a puzzled frown. “I don't know.” she answered, shakin’ her head slowly, "but it’s just like Andy—you never know ■what he is going to do next.” That morning Sheridan had called Edna by telephone and asked permission to call. "Will you take me for a ride in your chariot of imagination?” Edna laughingly replied, recalling their conversation at the Wilber dinner. •Better than that.” Sheridan said, -we shall visit Mt. Olympus and dine sumptvous’y upon the ambrosia of the gods.” “As one of the immortals soon to be. I fast. I thirst, I await the feast," she answered him in kind, seated on the veranda only a fe*7 minutes when Andy’s car whirled into their vision and as quickly vanished. Andy took the turn into the avenue on two wheels. A speeding car swerved just in time to avert a collision end Andy glowered at the other driver and muttered imprecations. He was in a mood of darkest ebon hue.

Sheridan! that buttinsky was getting too frequent—last night at Mefty's and now here with Edna. He ought to have stopped and had it out with him. For 2 cents he would go back and tell him where to get off. No what’s the use? Sheridan and Edna could both go plumb to hell! He would go see Mercy—that would be more fun anyway. He brightened at the thought, but arriving at her apartments, he found the flat locked and silent; Mercy was not at home. Andy now had accumulated a tremendous grouch, fed to belligerency by repeated drafts from his flask. He wanted to smash something. He took some of it out on the speed laws and other traffic regulations. He burned up the pavements, careened around corners and dashed through intersections with utter disregard of traffic signals. Presently he found himself on the long stretch of Keystone avenue. He stepped harder on the gas and driving for a few minutes, swerved into the Wilber driveway, almost upsetting the car in making the sharp turn. Wilber was playing his usual Sunday afternoon round of golf and Shelia, except for the servants, was alone in the big house. From a living room window she observed Andy’s reckless approach and met him at the door. Without a word he pushed past her and dropped heavily into a chair. His face was flushed and his hair, usually plastered close to his head, was rumpled and awry. Sheila regarded him gravely. Andy heretofore, even when drinking, never had been so rude. “Andy, what’s the matter?" she asked after a moment. “Nothing.” lie answered gruffly. “Yes. there is; you’ve been drinking. Andy, why don't you stop it? Don’t you see it is ruining you?” She dropped a hand gently on his shoulder. Andy twisted in his chair and shrugged it off. He was in no mood to take a lecture. “Edna would not like this," Sheila continued, but was interrupted by an exclamation of disgust. “Huh!" Andy sneered. "Little she cares: she’s cuddling up now to that Sheridan sneak. Edna! to hell with Edna!"

“Andy! Andy, what possesses you?” “What’s it to you?” he demanded rouehlv. "What’s it to me? Why, Andy, it's everything to me. You and I have been like brother and sister for years. Have you forgotten when you lived here in this house and howclose we were? Mv father treated von like his own son, and ” “Yes, he did!” Andy put heavy emphasis on the first word. “Yes. he did and you know down in your heart that he did. even if he was justly harsh at times. But never mind that. Andy. dear, won’t you stop drinking for my sake. I can't bear to see you slipping away from me. Outside of papa, vou are the only person in the world closely tied to me by blood; you are my only cousin.” "You're no cousin of mine!” he snapped Sheila looked at him with startled, wounded eyes, then a of anger overspread her face. "You. you! Oh, what’s the use!” she exclaimed, turning her back to him and looking out of the window. Then, suddenly she whirled back. "I know what it is; I know what is the trouble!” she exclaimed, her eyes flashing. "It's that fast crowd you're going with. It's that unspeakable girl, that Mercy, Mercy whatever-her-name-is, that girl who almost trapped you into marrying her—she's at the bottom of it!” Her voice was laden with scorn. “A girl whp thinks it's funny when a man gets intoxicated and makes a fool of himself! A eheap, little fortune-hunter, so loose in her morals that she would ply a weakwilled boy with drink so that she might compromise him and force him to marry her! Andy, who do you ” “Shut up.” Andy shouted, his face dark with passion. “Don't you talk that way about Mercy. She's every bit as good as you are. “Who are you anyway, with your 1 1 --‘d mighty airs, your smug respectability, to be running down other women? Why, you even

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haven’t any right to your own name!” Sheila looked at him coldly. “Andy, you’re drunk,” she said witheringly. “Sure, I’m drunk, and I don't care who knows it,” he retorted, *VII get drunk as often and as much as I damn please.” Andy, In his infatuation for Mercedes, hotly resented any criticism of her and all the fury of his drink-crazed brain was turned upon Sheila. In his black mood he threw all caution to the wind. “You!” he shouted, “trying to tell me how to be good—sneering at Mercy!” He rose unsteadily to his feet and thrust his face close to Sheila’s. “Let me tell you, Miss Sheila, whatever your namt is, Mercy can boast, at least, that she was not born out of wedlock. You, to talk of her! You foundling! You brat, picked up out of the gutter!” Sheila shrank from him, her face pallid, her eyes staring. “Andy,” she whispered, “Andy, you don’t know what you are saying!” “Don’t I?” he sneered. “Ask the man you call your father.” He went out and slammed the door. (To Be Continued)

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THE RETURN OF TARZAN

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