Indianapolis Times, Volume 42, Number 279, Indianapolis, Marion County, 2 April 1931 — Page 10

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MAD MARRIAGES b, i LAURA LOUBROOKMAN Author of HEART tlUNfjPY’etc.

_ begin here today ii wiV JSi BR J P E • typist in St York ofllc *. wet JIM WALLACE AHKr r >'£ r w,, *l'-hy cousin. ahi; E h.T R 5 )WB ?' IDC l E - Gypsy is mlr.errßnßtfv 1 iJS.i? b r h “ learned aian GROSBY. back from a. year and a half •or htf * af U n ?, rt _ no longer cares bSen im.y j 1 *!*! Ki 1 * Gypsy that he has STrTV. htß fl * nrf <‘ To spite the fle >r£ r,,£ ’ for ‘ he ** k * G yP iv <o marry ■ nr?' jJitlV! ? re J nßrrled next morning town ***” lor Form c ‘ty. hi* home At Jlm’a home thev are greeted bv BLLE ! r WALCACi:! who immediately becomes hostile to the girl A, J" few days Miss Wallace moved to " opttage down the street. —s"* : '[ rari Kes a family dinner party aHv C mM*. y '* * nub hed bv other relPJS '"'W* Jlm and they leave. Alan rTLiS yp ' < l receives a letter from ret ”rns tt bV and aftcr FOmc indeci,;lo n ROBFRTR e l^^ s rf th f defense of NINA nlnvee no ” f nitirdcring her rtnSm. D *:,.r OWLt Tho raße is aron X aValnit Cl the m g-irf aUal CVl . dtncC NOW GO ON WITH THE STORY CHAPTER TWENTY-SIX Ive asked Dr. Bainbridge to drop mound and see the girl tomorrow morning, if he says her diet’s wrong, ill see to it that it’s improved.” ‘ But aren't you going to take me to see her some time, Jim? It must be horrible to be alone all day long. You're so sure she’s innocent and I can t stand to think of a person being punished that way.” Nina doesn’t want to see any one. I've told you that before. She’d rather be alone.” "I’m sure she'd be glad to see someone who didn't want to ask her a lot of questions and frighten her.” "Now, Gypsy, you’ll have to take my word for it. She wouldn't understand. She's a queer girl, but she’s proud. Doesn't want sympathy. It was the same answer he had given before. Gypsy gave up the attempt. “Jim,’’ she said, “have you ever had a talk with the doctor’s wife?” “You mean the widow? Why, yes. I went out to the house the day after the indictment. She was oroken up and cried some, but was decent about the whole thing. She’s a good witness for the prosecution. Makes the case blacker for Nina, though.” “I was just wondering—” Gypsy said, but did not finish. There was no more discussion of the Roberts case that evening. Gypsy, at breakfast next morning, folded Jim's newspaper and laid it beside her plate. A headline caught her eye. She bent forward, smothering an exclamation. tt tt tt THE headline which had attracted Gypsy’s eye was on the. front page. In two lines of dignified type she read: ‘‘Miss Marcia Loring Weds Son of New York Manufacturer.” There was a Long Island date line and beneath it this sentence: “The marriage of Miss Marcia Loring, daughter of Mrs. Marshall Loring and the late Marshall Loring, and Brock Phillips, son of Mr. and Mrs. Henry B. Phillips of New York, took place at high noon today at St. Andrew’s church.” There were footsteps behind her. With a guilty flash Gypsy folded the newspaper so that the account of the wedding did :v>t show. She placed it beside Jim's plate and then looked up. “Good morning,” she said, smiling a trifle too brightly. “Good morning.” Jim pulled out his chair and sat down. Gypsy poured the coffee. She began to chat busily. “Abbie’s coming to take me shopping this morning,’ ’she said. “There’s a sale of china and glassware at Gabriel’s and there are several things we really should have. “Abbie wants to buy crystal goblets. They have some beautiful ones, but they’re so expensive! Do you want me to stop and see if your topcoat has been cleaned?’’ “Never mind,” Jim told her. “They’ll send it.” He had been reading the newspaper, only half-listening to what she said. Gypsy passed the toast and mechanically lie accepted a piece. Suddenly she saw a change come over his face. His eyes were intent on the page, and she knew that he had found the account of Marcia’s marriage. It seemed a long time before Jim Wallace lifted his coffee cup. He must have read the brief paragraph through two or three times. At last he turned the page. “What time is Abbie coming?” he asked without looking up. His voice, which was casual, betrayed the effort that was keeping it level. Gypsy’s heart bled for him. She wanted to be sympathetic, but there was nothing she could say.

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Jim was keeping his mystery to i himself. i “She said she'd come about 10,” the girl answered. “Can I give you 1 some more coffee?” 1 Jim shook his head. “Its getting late.” he said, glancing at his ; watch. “Wanted to get an early 1 start this morning. Guess I'd bet- ' ter be on my way. You’ll excuse me?” To leave without the second cup : of coffee was unheard of. Gypsy ' rose as the young man did and fol- j lowed him to the door. Then she ! waited a few moments until the green roadster appeared in the drive. ; Usually she waved, but this morn- ' lag Jim did not look around. With a sigh. Gypsy returned to the breakfast table. The newspaper lay where Jim had dropped it. Gypsy picked it up and folded back the pages. Then she read the complete account of the wedding. It must have been an impressive ceremony. There was a list of names of attendants and ushers and details of the reception following the wedidng. The newly marired couple had departed for a famous Canadian mountain resort. tt an THE last paragraph read: “Mrs. Phillips and her parents formerly lived in Forest City. Since the death of her father a year ago Mrs. Phillips and her mother have made them home at Great Neck, L. I. Brock Phillips is a graduate of Princeton university, where he was a member of the tennis team and prominent in other sports. He now is associated with his father, Henry B. Phillips, owner of the Phillips Breakfast Flakes Company.” On an inside page beside a column headed “Society News” there was a picture of a blonde girl in a drooping picture hat. Above was the caption, “Becomes Bride of Brock Phillips.” Gypsy bent forward, staring at the picture. It was a face that generally would have been accorded lovely The features were regular. Marcia—this other girl who had held Jim Wallace’s heart so carelessly ir ner slim fingers and shattered it—was not smiling. The eyes \ were large and well placed, ac- ' ccnted by beautifully curving brows, j The nose was fastidious. ( If there were a flaw in her .face, Gypsy thought, it was in the lips . which drew together rather tightly. ! They suggested arrogance. ] There was about Marcia Loring —now Marcia Phillips—a definite <■ patrician air. It was evident in the { way she held her chin. Or was £ that merely a trick of the photog- | rapher to show off an uncommonly well-moulded throat? The paragraph below stated that Mrs. Brock Phillips, nee Loring, formerly had resided in Forest City and that she and her husband were to spend several weeks in Canada before returning to New York, where they would make their home. Matilda entered the dining room and paused, surprised to see Gypsy still at the table. “I haven't quite finished,” the girl said and the cook disappeared. The coffee was cold, but Gypsy finished her cup and nibbled at a piece of toast’. She could not take her eyes from the picture in the newspaper. If one had deliberately set out to search the world, Gypsy thought, it would have been impossible to find any one more totally unlike herself. Here was the girl whom Jim worshiped blond, aristocratic, probably tall and slim. Resentment against this fair girl who had been so cruel welled up in Gypsy’s heart. tt tt tt AT last she arose and went about her morning’s duties. By 10:15, when Abbie Manley rang the door bell the girl was ready for the shopping trip. If Abbie had seen the morning newspaper she said nothing about the Loring-Phillips wedding. Abbie was driving the coupe, and as soon as she and Gypsy were inside she began an energetic discourse on the rose arbor Charles was trying to build. , He wanted to do it himself and he and Abbie had conflicting ideas of architecture. Gypsy was amused. She was grateful for such friendly, uncritical companionship. They reached 1 the stores and before the dazzling

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array of beautiful tableware she forgot her earlier mood. Abbie bought the gleaming crystal goblets and a dozen salad plates. Gypsy’s purchases were humbler. They lunched at the Carlton and it was after 2 o'clock when the coupe stopped again before the Wallace home. Gypsy planned a dinner that evening to appeal particularly to Jim's palate. Her efforts were unrewarded. If the young man noticed at all what he was eating he gave no sign of it. He looked tired, Gypsy thought. As soon as the meal was ended Jim went to the library, whiph had now become his home office. The whole house was quiet. If she turned on the radio, it would disturb Jim’s work. Gypsy stood befe-e one of the living room windows and looked out at the sky. The window was half-opened. The night breeze was cool against her thinly clad shoulders, but it had the scent of spring. In the east the round gold moon was just visible over the edge of the tree tops. Its rays lighted the lawn and made it silvery except here and there where shrubs cast black shadows. Somewhere in the distance she heard a violin. Oh, it was a night for youth and love and gay laughter! Gypsy closed the window behind her and moved away. Anew magazine was lying on the table. She turned through its pages and sat down to read. # tt a AT ll o'clock Jim still was in the library. Gypsy went to the kitchen and filled a plate with the ginger cookies ) e was fond of. She poured a tall glass of cold milk and set it on a tray with the cookies. Then she took them to the library door and knocked softly. “Come in.” Gypsy opened the door. “Don’t you think you've worked long enough, Jim?” she asked. “You’re going to wear yourself out.” She entered and set the tray down on one comer of the desk. It was the only corner available. The desk top was a tumbled mass of books and manuscripts. Jim leaned back in his chair. “That looks good,” he said, smiling and reaching for the glass.‘‘Where’s yours?” “Oh, I don’t care for any. Mind if I sit down? I don’t want to disturb you.” He waved toward the chair. “Go ahead, I’m not getting anywhere anyhow.” Jim munched a cookie, frowning. It was the Roberts case, of course. There were questions Gypsy wanted to ask, but she felt hesitant. Before she could think of the right beginning Jim continued: (To Be Continued)

STICKERS

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TARZAN AND THE GOLDEN LION

Alone now, Tarzan, might make his way through the valley of Opar to safety. But no such thought entered the ape-man’s mind. Gratitude and loyalty were strong characteristics of Tarzan. LA had saved him from the fanaticism of her people. Saved him at a high cost—power, position, even safety. She had risked her life for him and become an exile from her own country. The fact that the Bolgani had taken her, for what purpose he could only guess—made tarzan resolve to succor her.

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—By Ahern

Now he crept stealthily toward the ivy-cov-ered east tower. Up the age-old vine he climbed step by step. Par above ground he found an unbarred, open window, opening into an unlighted chamber. Entering, he groped cautiously about in the darkness. Again a heavy fragrance greeted him. Tarzan was annoyed. This would obliterate all other odors and place upon him a heavy handicap in his search for LA.

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—By Edgar Rice Burroughs

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.APRIL, 2, 1931

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—By Crane

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