Indianapolis Times, Volume 42, Number 285, Indianapolis, Marion County, 9 April 1931 — Page 12

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BEGIN HEBE TODAY GYPSY M’BRIDE, 19-y<ar-old typit In a New York office, tnarrs#* JIM WALLACE th (lay after she meets him at the home of her wealthy coualn. ANNE TROWBRIDGE GYPSY has been Jilted by ALAN CROSBY, back from a year and a half in Part*, and Wallace a fiancee has iust broken their engagement. There a no romance In the union. Wallace is a young lawyer. They go to his home in Forest City where his relatives snub Ovpsv. Jim undertake* the defense of NINA ROBERTS, accused of murdering her employer. DR FOWLER. The case Is sensational with circumstantial evidence 't.rong:v against the girl, and Ovpsv becomes deeplv interested She goes to ee MRS FOW'LER, widow of the victim, and finds her hysterical over her adopted son's Illness. The woman admits she hot her husband to save the child's life. NOW GO ON WITH THE STORY CHAPTER THIRTY-ONE “The child wasn’t adopted. They took him nearly a year ago from a home, but adoption papers weren't signed. Mrs. Fowler said she came to the office to tell her husband that if Bobby went she was going, too. a tt a “✓ GUESS the whole thing hapA pened quickly. She says she told Fowler what she was going to do. Bobby was standing beside her. Suddenly the child ran toward the window. "Fowler grabbed him. Mrs, Fowler says he had threatened several times to kill the boy. She thought he meant to do It then. “She knew there was a revolver In the top drawer of her husband’s desk and she reached for it. The woman swears she didn't intend to shoot. She saw her husband fall and dropped the gun. Then she picked up Bobby and ran for the stairway. She must have gone down one side at the same time Brophy, the policeman, ran up the other. How she got out of the building without being seen I don t know, but she walked to where her car was parked and drove home. “She says she’d just got In the house when they telephoned from the hospital. Well—that’s the story. While she was telling it she mumbled a lot about Bobby being sick end going to die. The kid is sick, all right. It seems she got the idea his illness is a sort of punishment to her for letting someone else pay the penalty of her crime. “The woman was half hysterical. Kept asking if \ thought I could save her and begging me to help for Bobby’s sake. Certainly is crazy about that kid, all right!” "The poor woman!” Gypsy exclaimed. "Where is she?” "She’s at home. ' Held up long; enough to make a statement be-i fore the judge and then collapsed, i Doctor and nurse went with her.! Os course, after that the acquittal! was just a matter of form.” "What do you think will happen to Mrs. Fowler?” "Oh, you can’t tell. Trial may be put off a good while. There seems I to be a big public reaction in her favor. I should think she’d get a light sentence.” Gypsy sat silent. It had been the most exciting morning of her life. To find the barrier between life and death so fragile, to face such tragedy left her exhausted. She gazed at Jim with new respect. They heard Nina’s footsteps on the stairs and Gypsy went to meet her. “Luncheon’s ready.” she said. ‘’Shall we go in?” a tt tt FOR two days Nina Roberts was a guest in the Wallace home. Gypsy saw to It that she had plenty to keep her occupied. Reporters constantly were telephoning, but aside from the typed statement Jim gave out at his office Nina was not quoted in the newspapers. There were household tasks which the girls shared together. Nina romped with Pat. Over the telephone Gypsy made arrangements with the woman who operated Nina’s boarding house to have the girl’s clothing packed and sent out. She gafe the girl plenty of wholesome food, urged her to rest. Nina had announced that she wished to leava Forest City. "Where do you want to go?” Gypsy asked. "My sister’s in Chicago,” Nina said. "She’s married. If I could get to Chicago, 1 could stay with her until I get a job.” So it was agreed that Nina should go to Chicago. She had a pitifully small amount of money, though Jim’s charge for his legal service was the merest fraction of the usual fee. The morning of the day on which

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Nina was to depart Gypsy knocked at the door of the guest-room. "May I come in?” she asked when Nina appeared. "Os course.” Nina wore the rose negligee Gypsy had loaned her. She had been making the bed. “I’ve got something for you," Gypsy said, smiling. “Two things.” She took the other girl’s hand and placed in it a small folded object. "Now you mustn’t say you can’t accept it. It's something I want to The folded object was a S2O bill. "I can’t take it,” Nina protested, shaking her head. "It wouldn’t be right after you’ve done so much for me.” She started to hand the bill back, but Gypsy refused It. "Listen, Nina,” she said, "it’s my own money-money I earned before I was married. I’d rather do this with it than anything in the world! I want you to have it. Please keep it to remember me!” a tt tt “T WON’T ever forget you, Mrs. x Wallace. I don’t need anything to remember you by.” "But I do want you to have it. Then there’s something else.” From the pocket of her house dress Gypsy drew forth a soiled white envelope. There was nothing written on the envelope, but Nina Roberts recognized it Instantly. “It hasn’t been opened,” Gypsy said softly. The other girl’s eyes met hers. It was one of those moments when Nina Roberts’ face was unfathomable. "If you’ll hurry and dress now,” Gypsy continued cheerfully, “we’ll go out and see what we can find in the garden to brighten the living room table. There are plenty of iris and I think we might find enough of the white lilacs left.” “You’ve been so good to me,” Niqa said impulsively. “Oh, you’ll never know what these days have meant to me!” “Then I'm glad. It’s little enough after what you’ve had to face. Well —shall we go cut the flowers?” The garden, bathed In warm sunlight and the fragrance of lilacs, bore promise of what summer was to bring. Dew sparkled on the fresh gras§. The iris bore their gold and purple heads proudly. A few straggling tulips—remnants of Pat’s mischief—added a splash of scarlet. Above, against a turquoise sky, the clouds drifted lazily. It was a perfect May morning—a day when nature seemed to outdo herself proclaiming the joyousness of living; . a a u THEY cut flowers to fill a pottery bowl for the table in the living room and a smaller vase for the dining room. Gypsy left Nina to arrange the bouquets while she telephoned the grocer. At I o’clock they had their luncheon and an hour later Jim arrived with the car to take Nina to the train. All three of them piled into the single seat. Nina’s battered suitcase was stowed away in the rear. They reached the station just five minutes before train time. No attention was paid to the girl in the gray suit and black hat who boarded the westbound train. Gypsy waved when she saw Nina through the car window and the other girl returned the signal. A brakeman shouted "All aboard!” Then the locomotive snorted and the train pulled from view. Jim turned toward Gypsy. "You were good to the kid!” he said. There was gratitude in his voice and in the way that he looked at her. The girl smiled, “1 wanted to do all I cold. There wasn’t much.” She felt happier at that moment than she had ever been since her marriage. It was well to make the most of it, for the emotion was short-lived. tt tt o “T'LL go in with you,” Jim said A when they reached the house. “I've got a book ol Harrison's I meant to return a week ago s ” He left the roadster in the driveway. They entered and Gypsy had taken off her hat and was fluffing out her hair before the mirror when Matilda appeared. “Say, Mis’ Wallace,” she said, “there's something wrong with that dog.” “What’s the matter with Pat?” T don’t know. Only he certainly does act sick. He’s lying out back of the house making queer noises 1 and trying to mave as though some-

thing hurt him. I never saw him act this way before—” Jim did not w-ait to listen. He hurried through the house with Gypsy and the cook close behind him. Beneath a tree a few yards from the kitchen dopx w - as the huddled little black and white figure. Pat's head was turned away from them. The man dropped to his knees. “What’s the matter, old fellow?” he asked. An agonized moan shook the terrier convulsively. It must have' hurt him, for he cried out then with a succession of high-pitched whimpers. The little head turned slightly. • .Two tortured dog eyes looked Into Jim’s. "He’s been poisoned!” Jim Wallace exclaimed. "That’s what’s happened! Gypsy, call Loomis and tell him to come over here. Tell him to hurry'.” The girl ran .into the house. Gently Jim lifted the little dog, but in spite of his care Pat’s outcries w'ere plaintive. He writhed and with each movement the moaning continued. It was the wail of agony and weakness, almost like a crying child. “Steady, old fellow! Easy there,” Jim murmured as he bqre the terrier into the house. "Does it hurt so badly? We’re going to make you well, Pat, old boy! You’re going to be all right.’ * He laid the litle burden down on the davenport in the living room. Pat’s eyes were closed. A quiver ran through fcis body. The dog tried to squirm to another position, gave lip the effort. "How long % has he been like this?” Jim demanded of Matilda. "I don’t know, sir. It was about Often minutes ago I first noticed him. I went out in the yard to call Sam and I saw the dog lying so kind of limp. He was making those queer noises just like he is now. Sam came and looked at him, to, and said he didn’t know what was the matter —” Gypsy reappeared. “Dr. Loomis is coming right away,’ ’she said. “Oh Pat, darling. I can’t bear to hear you cry! This is dreadful, Jim. Isn’t there something we can do?” a a tt JIM was eyeing the terrier. Pat had twisted around so that he was lying with his head between his paws. The eyes that had been so bright were dull. Pat raised them pleadingly to his master. Gypsy noticed that the bit of tail, which invariably w r agged in gay greeting, was still. She slipped down to the floor and stroked the dog’s head. "Don’t do it,” Jim cautioned. "I think it’s better to let him alone. I wish I knew how long ago he got the poison. Did Loomis say he was starting at once? Lord, I’d like to do something, but I don’t know' what to try.” "Yes, he said he’d hurry. I told Dr. Loomis we thought it was poison. Oh, why doesn’t he come? Why doesn’t he come?” "If I could get hold of the one who did this,” Jim threatened, darkly, “I’d pay him for it. I’d like to have my hands on him for just about five minutes!” The shrill ring of the doorbell cut the air. Matilda answered and a moment later a small man in a dark suit entered. He carried a medical case. (To Be Continued)

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TARZAN AND THE GOLDEN LION

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