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CHAPTER THIRTY-FOUR FORTUNATELY. Charleton Meade did not die. Before the day was over all charges were dismissed and Howell was released. Jacqueline was waiting for him. They entered her car and were driven away. “I’m taking you to the hospital. Mr. Meade has something to say to you.” “I should think he would have,” Howell said, grimly. Jacqueline looked distressed. You know, Howell, I really thought you’d made a mistake until they found your pistol.” "They found it, did they?" “Yes. It had been dropped behind a cabinet.” She added, “everyone suspects who did it, but her name will not be mentioned.” Howell wondered what she would say if he repeated the conversation he had overheard from behind the screen. Did Jacqueline suspect that it was jealousy of her which had caused the shooting? She dropped him at the hospital and a few moments later Howell stood beside the producer's bed. “My boy, I'm awfully sorry about this. I’ve done everything I can to rectify it.” The bitterness In Howell’s heart melted before the weariness of the wounded man’s voice, a sympathy he could not repress rang in his reply. “I’m sorry, too. Mr. Meade.” “You’ve been the victim of circumstances,” Charleton Meade continued. “Circumstances it is impossible for me to explain. But if there is any way under heaven I can make It up to you I want to do so.” "You mean. . . "Financially or otherwise.” Howell said, “Will you give me a chance—just one chance—to show what I can do in motion pictures?” The producer sighed. “I’ll see that you are used whenever possible at the Meade studio. It would be impossible for me to promise more. If you've any ability the directors out there will discover it. I'll ask them to keep an eye on you.” "By the way,” Howell said, selfconsciously. “I’m not Granville Matthew's nephew.” “I suspected as much.* 'the older man said, dryly. “I suppose you thought that was the reason I turned you dowm. It wasn't. Had nothing to do with it. “Even now when I send you out to the studio you'll have to take whatever is offered. Don’t think because the directors don’t stand around discussing it that they don’t know the possibilities of every one on a set. They do. It's to their own advantage to discover new talent.” "Then the fact that I've been used for nothing but a policeman means that’s about all I'm good for. , . “Probably—yes! If you were capable of much else someone would undoubtedly have suspected it by this time.”

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A bitter pill, but Howell swallowed it, manfully. “I guess you’re right,” he said. sum THE re-entrance of the nurse suggested that it was time for him to go. “I hope you make a rapid recovery, Mr. Meade.” "Thank you. The wound isn’t serious. I expect to be taken home today. As he left the hospital Howell saw Mrs. Carleton Meade arriving, with a basket of flowers. If she recognized the fake policeman of Jacqueline’s party she gave no sign, but preceded her flow'er-laden chauffeur up the steps in her usual selfpossessed manner. Howell, recalling the near tragedy of the night before, marveled about the life of Carleton Meade led. Fame and financial success would not be worth so much with a domestic situation like his, but he was not surprised to see in the evening papers that Mr. and Mrs. Meade were contemplating a trip to Honolulu. After all Hollywood methods for refuting scandal are not so different from those of Fairfax. And even movie magnates sometimes are forced to put up with a great deal from the ladies who bear their names. All this, however, made Howell’s explanation to his mother no easier. He sat in the room over the garage and pondered what he should do. The fact that next week Hollywood would be snickering over a fresh scandal was no reason Howell's notoriety would not be a matter of discussion for months to come in his home town. He could imagine the kind of things they would say. Things which would crucify his mother. Suddenly with a flash of tenderness he determined to go back to her. He would defend the tattered remnant of her faith, would be the kind of man these movie stars were always imitating. He had walked out on his picture, tom up the contract his father had drawn up and he had signed. An unforgivable sin—even in Hollywood!—But. thank God. it was not too late. The year perhaps, had not been wasted. m m m HE would return a wiser boy, with many of his illusions shattered. But he would face the music. If only Sally , . , The thought of her was like a knife in his heart. She was the only girl for whom he had known both love and desire And she had stormed out of his life, deserting him utterly! Os course, she would have seen the stories in the newspapers. Feeling as she did about him, it would be cheap notoriety if the affair would destroy any lingering trace of Sally's affection, even if she had not been engaged to another man. Howell groaned and began to pace the floor. He couldn't believe she

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really loved that newspaper fellow. Trying to make herself think she did, that was all. If only he dared ask her to wait and let him prove he really was the man he had seemed to her on that first day. But Sally w*as not the kind of girl to wait. Restless, impatient, vivacious, she had said she “wouldn’t wait that long for any man.” How could he care for a girl who talked to him like that? High handed she was. Imperious as the devil. But, oh, how adorably tender on that one dream-haunted night! He would have liked to see her once more just to tell her. ... To tell her what? That driven at last to recognize the truth, he was taking her advice? No, he'd be darned if he’d give her the satisfaction of knowing his plans. She didn’t care about him, hadn’t come near him those long hours while he was in jail. He wouldn’t tell her anything. He was standing moodily before his window*, when he heard her voice. “Don’t bother to call him. I’ll just run up there. It’s important that I see him right away.” (To Be Concluded) INVENTS CHEMICAL TO NULLIFY AUTO GASSES New Device to Replace Muffler Is Hailed Death Preventive. BALTIMORE, Jan. 11.—A chemical device to replace mufflers on automobiles that will eliminate the deadly carbon monoxide contained in the exhaust gases has been developed by Dr. J. C. W. Frazer, professor and chairman of the department of chemistry at Johns Hopkins university here. Since carbon monoxide, odorless, tasteless and poisonous swiftly in small concentrations, claims many lives each month through the carelessness of automobilists failing to open garage doors before warming up their engines, this latest chemical achievement is hailed as an important step in making the machine age less dangerous. Dr. Frazer declared today that an automobile equipped with the new oxidizing device could be run in a closed garage without danger from carbon monoxide poisoning. TEACH MEAT CUTTING Smithfield Institute's School for Butchers Has 850 Pupils. LONDON, Jan. 11.—The intricacies of the meat trade —when and how to apply the hand to the scale, and other trade secrets—are being divulged in the only “butchers’” school in England, the Smithfield institute. The school started out about five years ago with only twelve pupils. It has 850 now.

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For several weeks, June Clayton had been kept a prisoner aboard the Kincaid. That fateful night when, alone, she had gone to the ship, hoping to find her baby and her husband, seemed years ago to her. Instead, she had found herself locked by Nicholas Rokofl In a cabin. In spite of her tearful entreaties she was still held captive and could learn nothing of her loved ones.

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After telling her what they had done with Tarzan, he demanded her personal check for a large sum. This, he said, would guarantee her safety and return to England. “If you refuse,” he added, “remember, I have your son.” And the end of it was that Lady Greystoke wrote out the check and handed it to Nikolas Rokoff, who received it with a grin of satisfaction upon his evil face. •

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