Indianapolis Times, Volume 43, Number 59, Indianapolis, Marion County, 18 July 1931 — Page 9

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„ HEGIN HEBE TODAY CASS BARRETT, actress In a New Torit atock company, ts glad to get her Young daughter. LIANE. out of the city Jor the summer. At Willow stream, L. 1. Cass nlays In a theater sponsored by rich MRS. CLEESPAUGH .. £r ane meets a fascinating man named AN ROBARH. Her mother aslcs her tot to see him any more. One night Jhe goes with him to search for MURIEL J*ADD, a debutante who 1\ believed to bave eloped with CHUCK DESMOND, cebonalr reporter. The couple turn up later. ELSIB MIN TER. the Ingenue, tells Llane there Is gossip about Van and Muriel's mother. The girl is crushed. Cass goes on tour in the fall leaving Ltane with Mrs Cleespaugh. When she taken seriously 111 In Philadelphia. Llane £oes to her. She hears Robard and turiel are engaged. Cass returns to the Clcespaughs for convalescence. CLIVE CLEESPAUGH asks Llane to marry him. At first she refuses, but later, considering her mother s plight, accepts. NOW GO ON WITH THE STORY CHAPTER TWENTY-ONE (Continued) “David Lester and Hart Watrous are at the Hunt Club for the month. We can ask them. We shall be twelve with you and Clive. I dislike a larger party.” ana LIANE, making notes, nodded gravely. If the pageant of formal parties opening before her dismayed her a little, she gave no sign. “You’ll be needing frocks, too,” the old lady observed. “I shall open Recounts for you at Hendel’s and Chez Lisette and we can go into town one day this week for fittings.” “You are far too good to me,” Liane murmured, turning to go. ’’The things I have will do quite well and I should be happier in my old things. This seems rather like Bailing under false colors, doesn’t It?” “Nonsense, my dear,” said the old lady decisively. “There’s no point to that attitude. I should be very much displeased if you did not let me have my way in this.” , Liane pased Clive in the hall. “All set?” he asked in a low voice. “All Set,” the girl returned with a cheerfulness she did not feel. “Your mother's been so nice.” "I knew she would when she’d time to get used to the idea,” he said satisfied. ’She was a bit emotional when I told her, but then mother thinks family crises are things to get emotional about.” “Is that what I am? A family crisis?” Liane asked smiling. “You?” Blue eyes staring into dark ones. For an instant his fair head was very close to hers. “Shall T tell you what I think you are really?” Liane tore her hand from his, breathless. “I think perhaps you’d better not. Not just now, at any rate.” She ran up the stairs, panting a little. “What a fool I am,” she thought, derisively. “Why didn’t I let him go on with what he wanted to say?” ana LIANE, in the rose room, was being arrayed for the engagement dinner. The simplicity of her velvet gown, ivory in tone, accentuated the young purity of her profile, the innocent curves of her budding figure. Cass, magnificent in violet, was hooking her up. “There. You’re splendid,” she observed cheerfully. “It’s a sweet frock. It suits you.” Liane leaned back to catch her reflection in the mirror. “I’m—frightened,” she said simply. Her great dark eyes were like limpid pools in the soft light. “Frightened of what, for heaven’s sake?” Cass’ laugh sounded unaffected. “I don't know, quite.” “Well. I’mv sure I don't. You’re just fanciful. Be perfectly natural —just your own sweet self and every one will approve of you.” Liane thought, “If she only knew! He’s coming tonight. Van Robard. What shall I do? If I look at him, if he touches my hand, I may give myself away. And I musn’t do that.” She said with forced lightness, “I’m just stagestruck I guess. Afraid of all these people.” ‘ My dear, they won't boo at you or throw things. .Tost make a good entrance, and the rest, will be easy.” Liane laughed. “That sounds simple.” “It is simple. Take an old trouper's word for it. And remember you’re every bit as good as any of them.” “All right. Mother, did Mrs. Cleespaugh quiz you about the Barrett family tree?” Cass colored. “Oh, we did have a little talk,” she said vaguely. “I gave her our pedigree and she liked it.” Liane had a flash of prescience.

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“She’s keeping something back,” she thought. She had a wild longing to know what it was. Some mystery lurked in her mother's* consciousness. All she said was, “I’m glad you settled the matter to her satisfaction.” “Now we really must go down,” Cass said carelessly changing the subject. “Come along. You're perfect.” a a a MRS. CLEESPAUGH had asked, majestically, “Do you know Mr. Robard?” and Cass had inclined her head ever so slightly. But Liane, narrowly watching, had sen her mother’s color change. There was a flurry of talk as Nora entered with the tray. In the chatter Cass managed to slip aside. Liane made her way through the group. “Tired already, dear?” she wanted to know. Cass managed a strained smile. "Well, this is my first night out you know. I’ll be all right directly.” “What does she know of him?” the girl wondered. They went on to the club to dance. Cass begged off, pleading a headache. “I hate to leave you,” Liane murmured. “Nonsense,” Cass told her roundly. “I won’t have you spoiling the party. Mrs. Amberton will chaperon you.” Tressa’s lips curled faintly and Liane flushed. The gallant Mr. Williams interposed. “Soon you’ll be a matron, needing no chaperon.” Van Robard smiled mockingly at Liane. “No one to say you nay, then,” he said softly. The color flamed in the girl's face anew. What power this man had to wound her or make her happy! She felt she almost hated him. CHAPTER TWENTY-TWO “ A. N office boy brought in a card to the shifty-eyed man in the swivel chair. The shifty-eyed man read it, ran his grimy finger appraisingly over the pasteboard and said “Tell her to come in.” He did not rise. His lids drooped with scarcely veiled insolence. “Miss—ah Lord?” He pretended to consult the card again. The tall girl wrapped in her furs, a little half veil concealing the upper half of her mobile face, noded haughtily. “Cut out the acting,” she said, curtly. “Just because I haven't seen you since Florida is no reason for you to pretend you’ve forgotten me.” The man smiled evilly. “I thought you preferred the—ah —connection to be severed. I paid you well. You said you wanted to get out. Haven’t seen you since. “What’s on your mind now? I suppose you’re in the red again. You dames never come around unless you want money. Not a one of you,” he whined in mock pathos, “does a hand’s turn for friendship’s sake.” “Friendship?” The young woman in fur sneered. “If I have what I call a hot tip, I come to you. Otherwise, I stay away. I don’t like you and it’s to your advantage not to tell any one you know me. I’ve got a tip now. What will you pay?” The man spread out talon-like hands in a curiously expressive gesture. He shrugged faintly. “Whaddya got?” “It’s good,” said the girl quietly. “Good for the sheet or good for tte racket?” “It was her turn to shrug now. “How do I know? Maybe one, maybe both. Either way it’s what you call juicy.” The man reached into a pocket of his wrinkled coat and produced a greasy-looking packet of cheap cigarets. “Have one?” a a a ,4 TnHE girl's movement of withJL drawal was so faint that another might not have seen it. The man did and his lips curled back over his yelloweed teeth. “To nice for these, heh?” “I smoke my own, thanks.” She tapped one on a black enameled case and lighted it. “Well, spill it. Things have been quiet lately. I can stand a break.” The girl began to speak. Her voice rose and fell eagerly. At the end of her recital the man said shrewdly, “What you got against this doll? Sounds personal to me.” “You mind your own business!”

Her voice had an unaccustomed shrillness. He shrugged again. “None of my funeral. It’s good. Well hop to it. What say we jump the young gent right away? He'll pay plenty.” She stood up. “You do it my way or It’s out. I tell you it will work.” “Oke, baby. You haven’t muffed anything in the past. Why don’t you come in with me regular? We'd make a team.” She laughed. “Thanks. It only interests me as a side line. And only when I’m hard up. Remember if you ever try any funny business on me that I know more to your disadvantage than you do to mine. I can deny ever having see you. But your reward!” His eyes glittered. “Forget it! We’ve had this out before. I’m a good guy if you treat me right.” She was drawing on her gloves. “I know. I just wanted to remind you.” She went down the dirty stairs, picking her way meticulously. The man watched until the street door closed after he. He grinned. “These' dames,” he muttered. “High hat as the devil and mean as hell! What’s it to me?” a a a “TATHERE have you been?” FanVV ny demanded petulantly from her station at a corner table in the Ritz. “I’ve been waiting for hours. You said you’d be here at one.” Tressa smiled good-humoredly. “I stopped at one or two places and you know how hard it is to get any place in this traffic.” Fanny held up two fingers and the captain rushed toward them. “Do let us see a menu,” she demanded pettishly. “I’m starving.” Tressa refused to let her sister’s crossness spoil the delicious luncheon she presently ordered. She was vivacious. Her eyes danced and she chatted animatedly. When she espied two or three people she knew she waved to them. “There’s Van and Muriel,” Tressa announced, ignoring Fanny’s cold politeness. Poor Fanny always was abysmally out of sort when she was hungry. “Where?” “Over there behind that woman in the purple hat. Did you ever see such a headpiece? It’s positively pre-war!” Fanny, who now had consumed her soup, giggled. She was’mollified by the sight of that ridiculous hat. It made her own seem brilliant. “Oh, but that’s Lady Devenant. She can get away with clothes like that.” Tressa shrugged. “She looks like a horse.” “Yes, but doesn’t she? She’s a quaint old piece. Frightfully rich. She asked Bill and me to stay at her place in Surrey once years ago, but Bill had flu and we couldn’t go. I was disappointed terrifically.” Tressa wasn’t listening. Fanny rambled on. “Look, Tress, I’ll stop at her table as we go out. She’s taken a marvelous place at Palm Beach for January. The biggest one there—the one with the most gilt on the roof. Perhaps she’ll ask us. You’d like that, wouldn’t you?” “No, not a bit. Besides, I don’t think I shall be leaving New York so early.” a a a FANNY was so horrified she put down her knife and fork which she took pains to handle in what is known as the continental manner. “So early? What on earth do you mean? You know how desolate town is after Christmas. Why, you were saying only yesterday that you hoped we could break away before that!” “I know, but I’ve changed my mind.” Tressa smiled enigmatically. Fanny sniffed. “Os all the insane notions! What have you got up your sleeve?” To Be Continued)

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TARZAN, LORD OF THE JUNGLE

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It was then that Zeyd recognized, his deliverer. He shuddered again as he saw that it was Tarzan of the Apes who now looked down upon him, saying: “Thou are from the Menzil of Ibn Jad?” “Spare me, O Sheykh of the jungle,” cried Zeyd. “I have no wish to harm thee,” said Tarzan. “The wrong done my country is the. fault of Ibn Jad alone. Is he close by?”

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Then Zeyd told his story. How he had been condemned to death, falsely accused and been helped to escape by the sheik’s daughter. Tarzan listened thoughtfully. “Great must be the love of Ateja for thee,” he said. “Thou canst not alone travel to Beled El-guad. I will help thee on thy jourtJey.” “May Allah ever guard theel” exclaimed Zeyd.

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—By Edgar Rice Burroughs

Two days’ march they moved along the jungle trail toward the nearest village. During that time Tarzan learned from Zeyd the purpose of Ibn Jad in the ape-man’s country. “He seeks the treasure city of Nimmr," explained Zeyd. “So great is its wealth that a thousand camels could not carry it. There are jewels and gold—and a wonder woman.”

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