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CHAPTER THIRTY HOWELL wished Doris had not favored him with this confession. It made him remember Madalyn and how desperately she cared for him. She. too. had threatened suicide and had said she'd rather die than live without him. Except for the brief encounters in the candy shop lie had not seen her since. The thought of all she must have suffered sickened him. Girls took .their love affairs so much more seriously than men. Disappointed and hurt as he was about Sally, it would not have occurred to him to take his own life. But Doris had said. “There's more than one way of committing suicide.” In his slightly stimulated, highly emotional condition this dramatic idea appealed to him. Other ways just as effective which still permitted the victim to live He left Doris at her apartment house and hurried back to the boulevard. It was only a few minute- oast midnight. If he hurried he mhhl not be too late. But, although he waited until 12:30, Madalyn did net appear. He evidently had missed her. Retracing his steps to V street, he approached her home, determined to see her. His self-esteem was trailing in the dust, but Madalyn never had failed him. Her honeyed flattery and the husky sweetnness of her voice might- make him forget the sound of Sally's laughter He pictured her, awake in the pillow covered bed. “Poor little kid!” Hers was the only honest affection Hollywood had offered and he had turned it down. Sally didn’t love him. ff she did, she wouldn’t have refused even the crumbs of her companionship. What was she doing at that hotel? Often an “assignment,” of course! that would be her story. Nothing to him, whatever it was. This time when Madalyn put her arms about his neck and whisepered. ‘“Howell, I love you,” he would forget Sally Osbourne existed . . . He passed up the walk leading into the tiny house. It was unlighted. Stealthily he stepped imon the vine covered porch. The door was open. He hesitated, wondering if he should rail . . . From the darkness inside came a subdued rustling and the ripple of Madalyn’s laughter. “Oh kiss me! Kiss me again.” Frozen with atonishment Howell heard this unseen rival reply with brief, impassioned fervor. And recognized the voice of Dimples. Howell backed, carefully, down the steps. And he had worried for fear the poor little thing would kill herself But that Is Hollywood! Contrasts which approach tragedy, intimacies of a night! Love affairs which do not last as long as it takes to film a picture. No time is lost regretting. Always something else is just ahead. Anew interest peeping over the horizon and another affair with all the freshness the old one has lost.

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No doubt it had been like that with Madalyn. a ts a HOWELL returned liome and, sitting at the felt-covered table, wondered what other shock fate had in store for him. One by one the illusion and hopes he had brought to Hollywood were being chattered. Save fer the fact that he occasionaly was used as a “cop" in motion pictures what had this year of heart wringing experience brought?—Poverty, iflness and incomparable loneliness! Beaten ancl exhausted he flung himself into bed. That night marked a tuifiins point in Howell Sheffield's cares. He determined now' to accept loneliness and disillusion as a part of ths price he had to pay. “Lambie,” Madalyn and Sally, each in her way, had failed him. I ie friendship with Dimples had, from the beginning, been no more than a shabby makeshift. He would put all these contacts behind him and devote himself solely to the attempt of “making good.” A praiseworthy resolutibn, which he was able to follow, with the exception cf Sally Osbourne. The desire to reinstate himself in her opinion kept him awake at night, imagining scenes and situations. To be in love with a girl who admits she returns that love, but refuses to see you. . . . To have no money to “say it with flowers” as her other lover seems able to do, is most discouraging. Certainly the newspaper man had all the advantage. Working on the same paper with her. sharing common interests. There wasn't a chance in the world for Howell and he told himself he knew it. But youth is nothing if not hopeful. In those long clays of enforced idleness and despair, he conceived a plan of forcing Sally to spend a little time with him. a a a ON Christmas eve lie deliberately waylaid her as she returned from work, saying, “You won't refuse to speak to me. on Christmas eve, will you, Sally?” She paused, gazing rather sorrowfully into his pain-sharpened face. “What’s the matter with you, Howell? Why should I refuse to speak to you?” “You did the last time we met.” “That was different. I shouldn't think you'd care to be recognized in circumstances like that.” “It wasn’t as bad as it looked. We were leaving a party. ...” “You needn't try to explain. It makes no difference to me." “I suppose you were there on business, yourself,” he suggested, bitterly. “Yes. I was. The sister of a boy who was to be executed the next morning at San Quentin, was at that hotel and I went there to interview her.” “I knew it was something like that. The difference between us is that I believe your story. Sally.” Her face did not soften. “I ni awfully tired. Howell, and I want to rest before dinner . . . Was that all you wished to say to me?” She was making it as difficult as

—By Williams

possible, but always there was the memory of her as she had been the night he was ill. “I’ve a Christmas gift for you.” he said, awkwardly. “I brought it : over myself because I wanted to explain. It belonged to my father.” The refusal was frozen on her lips. She asked, gently, “what is it, Howell?” "Just an old copy of the ‘Wisdom of Marcus Aurelius,’ underlined and with his own notations . . .” She took it from him reverently. “I appreciate it more than I can tell you. Are you sure you really want me to have it?” “Os course--and one other thing. Sally. Will you give me one hour | of your time tomorrow?” “For what? What do you want to I do?” “There isn’t anything I can ask ] you to do except, walk,” he said. ! Perhaps she was tortured by the precious gift from his father’s library. Perhaps she was prompted by her own generous heart. . Mrs. Benton had told him Sally was very kind-hearted At any rate, she promised, and Howell returned to the room over the garage treading on air. For he had a question he intended to ask her, and an old-fashioned onyx ring, which her acceptance of “Wisdom of Marcus Aurelius” j him to hope she might be persu. to wear. (To Be Continued) FEAR m THREAT British Face Embarrassing Problem in Crisis. Bu United Press LONDON, Jan. 7.—Despite the general feeling that the determination of the Indian national congress to establish a system of non-co-operation and civil disobedience to Great Britain holds no immediate threat, it is recognized .hat the ! situation may cause considerable | embarrassment to the British government. , In the first place, the Indian railway system, formerly manned chiefly by the English, has become saturated with natives, and in the event |of a crisis could readily be con- > trolled by them, paralyzing the , tirimportation of troops and police. Such a situation would have to be ! handled with velvet gioves, particu--1 larly since the question of supplies —food and ammunition—for outlying districts would provide a dangerous problem. If the call to civil disobedience were generally obeyed, the result would parallel a general national strike.

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