Indianapolis Times, Volume 41, Number 229, Indianapolis, Marion County, 3 February 1930 — Page 11

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BEGIN HERE TODAT JUDITH CAMERON. typl*t in & New York publishing house, marries her employer. ARTHUR KNIGHT Knight is a widower with a daughter. TONY. 18. in Paris, and a son. JUNIOR. 16. at school. The girl spends much of her time with MICKEY MORTIMER. blase amuse-ment-seeker whom she met in Paris. Ha is separated from hla wife and deep In a flirtation with Tony. As days pass a state of armed neutrality exists between Tony and Judith. ANDY CRAIG, a young man Knight had helped through college, calls on Tonv. He has been in love with her rather hopelessly for a long while. Craig comes to the house frequently ana Tonv. in a mood of spite, tries to convince her father the young man is carrying on an affair with Judith. Tony and Mortimer are arrested for reckless driving. Knight brings his daughter home. For days the girl is sullen and rebellious. Affairs reach such a pitch that Judith appeals to Andy Craig. Knight sees the pair together, but later Judith denies that she spent the afternoon in town. NOW GO ON WITH THE STORY CHAPTER TWENTY-SEVEN (Continued.' Judith Knight thought that she was being tactful. She overlooked the fact, clearly apparent to her husband, that she was seeking to eliminate him from the scene. Knight looked doubtfully at Judith. “You want me to go and talk to her?" “Please. Arthur!” “Very well,” said the man. rising. “111 do what I can, but I don’t promise she'll come. As he turned In the doorway he caught a glimpse of his wife smiling radiantly, listening to what Craig was saying. Two furrows formed in Arthur Knight’s brow. He placed a hand on the railing of the stairs and slowly ascended. m m m EACH day of Tony's voluntary withdrawal from the rest of the household he had dropped in to talk with her. Generally these talks had ended in angry argument on both sides. Tonight, fully expecting another tempestuous scene, he rapped softly. There was a muffled sound which came from within. “It’s I, Tony—your father,” Knight said as he opened the door. Then he stepped back In amazement. The room he had been about to enter was pitch black. “Tony!” the man called. “Wh-a-at?” It was a very small, very dismal voice which answered. The voice came from somewhere In the righthand corner of the room. “What is the world—what are you doing In here in the dark?” There was no answer at all to this. Knight brushed his hand along the wall near the doorway. He had forgotten where the electric switch was. “Tony.'’ he went on. “Where the devil’s that light switch?” “On the 1-left.” More groping. Suddenly he found the electric button, passed it The room filled with dazzling electric radiance. For an instant Arthur Knight blinked. Then his vision cleared. He glanced toward the right whence Tony’s voice had come and there he saw her. The tiny, huddled figure face down among the cushions of the chaise lounge was clad in something pink. It was soft stuff, slinging and ruffled, and it made the girlish figure very small and pathetic looking. Tony's dark curls, usually coiled and pulled into a low knot on her neck, hung loose. All that could be seen of her head was the mop of disarrayed hair and she seemed to be using her arms as a pillow. She wore flopping pink satin mules on her bare feet. No such detailed impression of his daughter's appearance was conveyed to Arthur Knight. He saw her, saw that she looked pathetic and miserable, and suddenly felt very much to blame. “Tony," he repeated in a gentler voice. “Please don’t feel so badly.” In answer the girl's shoulders shook with passionate sobs. “You mustn't take on this way. Pet.” he said. “You'll make yourself sick. Tell daddy what’s the matter” The pink shoulders shuddered once again, then lay quiet. Still Tony refused to look up.

“Tell daddy everything,” Arthur Knight coaxed. “Come on. Tony. Sit up and tell me ail about it." He had completely forgotten Andy Craig, who was waiting downstairs to see if Tony would go with him to an entertainment. Knight’s only concern now was his daughter. It took considerable wheedling before she succumbed. First the girl's fingers curled around one of her father’s hands and she clung to it trustingly. Then she turned her head and he saw that the brown eyes were swollen with weeping and the cheeks tear-stained. Finally Arthur Knight gathered his daughter into his arms, rested her head against his shoulder, stroked and patted her as he had years and years before when childish tragedies had befallen. tr tt a TONY had ceased crying now. She rubbed her eyes with a wisp of rose chiffon supposed to be a handkerchief. She hid her face against her father’s arm and then she looked up at him. “Oh, I’m so mis-erable!” choked Tony Knight. “But you mustn’t be. You mustn't be!” The girl’s words seemed to unj leash themselves all of a sudden. 1 They came indistinctly, half-sobbed. ; half-spoken. “I can’t help it daddy!” she walled. “I can t help it. Oh. I’ve j been lying here in the dark want- . ing to d-die and end everything. I d-don’t want to go on living any | longer. “You-you’re so good to me, daddy and I’ve been so cross and hateful ! and everything's gone wrong! I'm Iso ashamed of all the dreadful things I’ve done and nobody loves me or anything. Nobody cares anything about me- ” “Hush Tony! You mustn’t say things like that. Why, you know that I love you—love you with all my heart! And your brother loves you! So does Juddith. We all love you and want you to forget all the things that are past and gone.” But she could not be comforted so easily. “You hate me!” Tony insisted. “You hate me because I’ve been a bad, wicked girl and I deserve it and don’t want to go on living!” Words seemed to be useless. By way of varying his argument Knights lifted the girlish (ace, placed a kiss on each eyelid and one more (Intended for the check) somewhere on a very shiny nose. “You don’t mean a word of that,” he said soltely. “You know you don’t. Come on now—put some cold water on your eyes and smooth your hair and then we’ll sit and talk a while." Obediently Tony arose and withdrew on tne clattering, ridiculous, satin footwear. It was ten minutes before she was back. Evidently the shock of what ' the mirror showed had bean enough to insure repairs. She came into the room with her hair still hanging, but combed and tied back with a pink ribbon. Tire checks which had been tearmarked were smooth and powdered. Her lips, still wistful, were tinted a violent flame. From the floating chiffon draperies there exuded ft poignant, haunting fragrance. “Do I look better now?” she asked. “Much better. Very sweet, indeed! Tony, do you know I had completely forgotten what It was I came up to talk to you about.” The girl gave him a shrewd, searching glance. Then her pose ,of inocence returned. She shook her head. Knight smiled. “Well, the fact is there’s a young man downstairs and hes been waiting all this time to know if you’d go in town with him to see some show or other.” “Who is it?” Tony asked sweetly. “Andy Craig?” Her father was surprised. “How’d you know it was Andy?” “Oh. because he telephoned this morrmg and asked if he could come. Then he telephoned later, too—to Judith. I listened until I found out whr the call was for.” a a a ARTHUR ifNIGHT made no answer. Presently he spoke with a gayety which strove not to seem strained. "Well, shall I go down and tell

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the young man you’ll be with him shortly?” Tony hung her head. “I don’t want to go. daddy,” she said after a moment's pause. “I want to stay here with you!” Knight smiled. “Oh, now, come, come! You can’t expect your old father to believe a thing like that ” “But I mean it, daddy. Really I do! Please tell Andy I’m not feeling well enough to go out.” “You’re quite sure ?” “Yes,” she interrupted. “Quite sure. Tell him. daddy, and then come back upstairs and talk to me.” Arthur Knight carried out his daughter’s request. He went downstairs where Judith and Ar.dy were chatting before the firep’ace. Knight’s face was grave as be confronted them and reported that Tony declined to leave her room. “I’m going up to stay with her a while,” he told Judith. “Poor kid’s been having a bad evening. You won’t mind, will you?” “Oh, no!” his wife assured him graciously. “Anyhow I’m going to make Andy stay and entertain ; me!” Arthur Knight nodded. Then he went upstairs again to his daughter’s room. Tony took his hand and drew him down to the cushions beside ner. “Listen, daddy!” she whispered, “I want you to promise me something.” “Anything at all I can, dear. What is it?” “I want to go away.” “Why. Tony! I thought you told •ne von were going to be ysTfectlv cn-nt to star Iv-rie t': s w’liter." “I know. a?ddy. But that was before all this scandal! Oh. you don’t know—you really don't know how terribly I feel!” She was wiping at her eyes again with the rose handkerchief. Arthur Knight surrendered. “There, there, Tony. Os course, you can go away if you like. Florida, how would that do? Miami ?” Tony looked up, her face wreathed in angelic smiles. “Oh. it would be wonderful! Just wonderful. Florida—but. not Miami. Palm Beach. Please let me go!” “Certainly. Os course, dear. But on one condition! Judith must go > with you.” Suddenly Knight spoke with determination. “I think she needs the change, too, Tony. Yes, Judith must go with you!!” A sullen gleam showed in Tony Knight’s eyes, but it passed. “It’s a bargain,” she said smiling. “Shake!” An hour later Arthur was telling Judith all about it. But neither Knight nor his young wife had seen the brief paragraph among the morning paper’s social neves which Tony Knight at that very moment was re-reading. “Mr. Frederick K. Mortimer." said the chronicle, “has departed for Palm Beach -where he will spend several weeks.” (To Be Continued)

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