Indianapolis Times, Volume 43, Number 83, Indianapolis, Marion County, 15 August 1931 — Page 9

AUG. 15,1931

'lMit ( f Um £ hMd

CHAPTER FORTY-FIVE (Continued ) CHI caught at the folds of lace falling across her young breast. | Tear* stung at the back of her eyes.' Clive looked at the page she had marked. She knew the words by heart. There was something unbearably poignant about them: "Oh, there are eyes that he can see, And hands to make his hands rejoice. But to my lover I must be Only a voice." "Oh, there are breasts to bear his head. And Ups whereon his lips can lie, | But I must be till I am dead, Only a cry.” ✓ He put down the book quietly and looked at her. The bright tears were falling at last. He thought angrily, “Must she weep for that man always?” "Good night,” he said, soft-voiced. He felt a boor, desecrating a shrine. She raised those brimming eyes to his'. How was he to know that she wept for him and him alonf? She wanted to hold out her arms to him, to cradle his head against her heart. Instead she said "Good night.” Clive closed the door softly, shut- ; ting her in with her tears. tt n n TRESSA stood watching him amusedly as he turned away. “My dear man," she began laughingly. i He wheeled. “You? I thought you’d turned in." "I hadn't. I wanted a final smoke and hadn’t a single one left.” She exhibited her case of silver gilt and jade as proof. "My dear man, how long has this been going on?” she inquired as they went downstairs together. She looked back at the closed door. Clive flushed uncomfortably. "Don’t know what you mean.” "Ah, yes, you do. She’s no wife to you, Clive darling, and I know It.” She patted his arm. "Any one can see." His eyes darkened, flashed. "I forbid you to speak like that.” She smiled airily. "Oh, very well. But it's foolish of you. You know how fond lam of you. I only want to help." she pouted. Suddenly he said, “Tressa, didn’t you tell me that you called the house that time?” She tossed her head. “I did try, ages and ages, but no one anawered.” He fixed her with a stern, forbidding glance. "You said you had got them—that you had given Ellen the message.” u n a SHE blew a cloud of smoke airily before she answered. "Did I? Well, I must have been thinking of something else.” She laughed at him, all impudence. For an instant he stared into her mocking, beautiful eyes. She was very near to him The exotic fragrance she habitually used came to him, heady and bewildering. "I’d like to shake you,” he muttered. "Wouldn’t you, just!” Her laugh tinkled. She came closer, her white teeth showing through the scarlet of her lips. Clive caught at her shoulder. Tressa whirled about. "Now, my dear, what’s all this?” she murmured. Her face was very close to his. His eyes were black with anger, hers alight with mischief. To the girl who stood on the stairs, watching them, the pair looked as though locked in a close embrace. She would have turned to flee, but the stair creaked and gave her away. “Ah, Lady Macbeth!” Tressa's laugh was barbed with fury. “Spying on us, aren’t you.” Liane said choking. “I wanted the book I left ” “Oh, well, that’s always a good excuse.” The other woman mocked her. Clive strode forward. “Tressa, what are you saying? What are you trying to make Liane think?” Tressa threw back her head defying him. "What she already knows. Tha

HORIZONTAL VKSTERDAVS ANSWER II portrait 1 Bower I lOlwlal i Ocean outh of OEAB AURAL HQME h fmbecne ‘ ,he Atlantic. EAV£__DEN SE_A BE I HMetai S L £.D G EpT A M EHEI „ Pcrtalnl ng t 0 II AMtnne.l AiJiMTQ--—--, the nose. ** m *‘ . , . I'SlTlAlGPlft 22 Upper part. t ll Staple food in H , R MuRKgIA.LQE 23 Foot bar. CLAIM PUL IEUEpiA MBIT] 26 Compartment If To tout ‘ 1 r ATMITAG of a switch!!TM*_ P 7 JBIcIvTE R S THE BON| I PIE board, w Exclamation pvTCp IpAIEACRE 28 Laudation. wXdto Mend ALLOT a L 29 Riotous feast, frighten Ivlelalnlsl leISPM 31 Bulb flower . 21 Indian social ® ecl 45 Organ secret- one marriage 34 James Couzens M Soirot ing bile in a lifetime and William l. Northeast 46 Cotton ma- 63 Ensign of Borah are —? 125 Mountain in chine Christianity 36 Starting bar. northern part 48 To lay partly VERTICAL 39 Rumors lot Italy. over. 41 Encountered. :V Wing part of 49 Exclamation. 1 here , 42 JVJ? sh a aeed 51 House canary. Mtseie &noais. lightly. *8 Puttier 52 Units of force. 2 Fragrant 44 Seraglio. 30 Steak 53 Toward. 3 Evil. 47 Born *2 prankish ad- 54 Scarlet. 4 Alleged force. 50 Valiant man. ventures. 56 Pithy. 5 Compact va- 52 Prefix signify•3B To nullify. 5? Heart. rietv of gyp- ing half. IIT 2 000 pounds. 5S God of love. sum 55 To put on. ?si Water of 60 Plant culti- 6 Fastidious. 56 Soft cap vated for its 7To make lace. 57 Cry of a dove. 140 Type of tele- fiber S Like. 59 Therefore. pcape 61 Kind. 9 Credit. 60 Sun god. 2 Smooth 62 Pertaining to 10 Point. 61 Senior.

r™"T"I™-1"™- 1 ™ - 1"™ - " mmmm r 1 mtmmmwmmm^s*Ti f m* rrPL I jfr ~_jr^ : i hi 1 Fml iJ.m-rn

i you’re mad about me, and I about, you." a u CHAPTER FORTY-SIX ”/ r 'VH, oh!” The girl on the stairs gave a little moan and turned to flee. The man ran up three steps and turned her about. His fingers bit into her soft arms. “It’s not true, Liane," he cried. “Tressa’s nothing to me.” Tressa interposed, eyes flashing \ fire. "Os course it is true. What j on earth do you suppose he asked me out here for? He's been mad about me for ages. "You’re not his sort and never j will be. Why don’t you let him go quietly and decently so that he can j marry someone of his own world? He’s been making opportunities for me to be with him for weeks now. "If you weren’t stupid and blind, you’d have seen that he went i through the form of having you ask me to stay here because he wanted me to be near him.” Clive said steadily: "It’s a lie.” Tressa screamed, “That's good! ! He’s been taking me to luncheon. I’ve been seeing him at his office.” "I was helping her with some bad investments she’d made,” Clive said quietly. “She was grateful, or seemed to be.” His look implored Liane to believe him. Tressa ran past them. "Oh, how j I hate you both, smug simpletons | that you are!” Her voice broke on! a note of hysteria as she slammed i and locked her door. “All that I have told you is true, Liane,” Clive went on. "I’ve just discovered she didn’t telephone you tonight as she said she had. Not \hat it but I just want you lo know.” The load that had lain on Liane’s heart lifted inexplicably. She smiled. "Why does it not matter? Why do you think so?” He shrugged. “It can’t matter to you awfully what I do. You’re always thinking of something else.” Liane sighed impatiently.. She sat down on the velvet stair, tucking her foot In a little gilt mule beneath her as a child does. Must she she wondered, tell this man everything? Couldn’t he see with his own eyes? Clive came and sat beside her. "I do care what you do.” Liane hugged her thin robe with its cascade of blond lace around her. She shivered slightly. The spring night was growing cool. “Am I to take that seriously?” She turned to him, her soft eyes alight. "Os course I care what you do. It matters to me most frightfully.” He stood there, arms folded, still incredulous. "Duty, perhaps,” he murmured. "But not—-affection." a it NOW that the barriers of aloofness were down she sighed in exasperation at his obtuseness. She motioned to him to sit down beside her. “Do let’s talk this out here and now\” He brought her a thin wool robe from the oak chest and wrapped it around her before he would consent to settle down. Liane pushed the bright drift of her curling bronze hair away from her forehead and looked straight into his eyes. “I’m dreadfully fond of you. You must know that,” she began softly. He made an impatient movement. “Ah, fond!” She sighed faintly. Would nothing make this mulish young man understand? She had an inspiration. She put her head on her arm with an abrupt gesture. It suggested tears. “Ah, don’t do that,” Clive implored, distressed. Pretending not to hear, she said, “What, darling?” He gave an incredulous gasp. He said, "Did my ears deceive me?” She shook her head. Softly she said it again, looking deep into those blue eyes of his. “Darling!” She was smothered against his waistcoat, his arm gripped her silken shoulders. "Say that again!” Clive commanded, but when she complied he stopped the W'ords with his lips. “You honestly do care a little for me?” he demanded a few moments later. She nodded. “I have for months. ,tl thought you were just being kind

to me and I was afraid to let you see.” tt tt B SHE was established on his knee now. His lips were on the white triangle of her throat. "Foolish child,” he murmured. “All these wasted days.” "I though you’d fallen in love with Tressa,” Liane confessed, shrugging one shoulder in the direction of the vanquished foe. He laughed aloud at this. "Not a chance! I couldnt see any one but you, ever.” Suddenly she said: “I must get. that book I came for. There’s something in it I particularly wanted.” He held one of her hands as she searched. She picked up the little blue volume and rifled its pages. A creased snapshot fell out. “There!” She held it up triumphantly. “I took that from your room days ago and I’ve been carrying it about ever since.” He stared incredulously at his own image. He crushed her to him again. "Sweet, sweet!” Clive felt her shiver in his arms. He swept her close. “Look here, you’ll catch your death!” He lifted her high in the air and strode up the steps with his burden in his arms. Down the hall to Liane’s room he went. The faint rose light was still burning. He set her down gently. tt b tt SHE stood facing him, eyes downcast. "What must you think of me. To throw' myself at your head this way!” He laughed. “Remember, I’m your husband.” She looked up, proud and glad, at the word. "I’ve never really dared to call you that." He drew her to his heart. Very softly he said, "You’ll dare to now, won’t you?” “Oh, yes, yes!” She was glad to know love could be like this, a perfect thing without terror. With Van she’ had felt strained and unnatural. With this man, her husband, she felt only a vast rightness. She belonged here with him. Her sigh revealed pure content. He tipped back her head and looked deep into her eyes. “Let’s go away tomorrow and have a proper honeymoon,” he muttered. "That first one was a dud, a washout.” She nodded. She would go with him to the ends of the earth. “What ages we’ve wasted,” Clive said. “I’ve been such a fool, thinking you were dedicating your life to a memory. It took that wretch of a Tressa tonight to open our eyes. She didn’t suspect she was doing us such a good turn.” "Poor Tressa,” Liane murmured. Tressa had tried to balk her at every turn and always she had failed. Liane shivered. “What are you thinking of?” Clive asked, holding her closer. / "I’m thinking I almost didn't marry you at all,” she said, halflaughing and half-crying at the memory. Oh but she must have loved him always really. On the wedding day Tressa had tried to turn her from her course and had not succeeded. M tt tt CLIVE had to be told this now also. His hands clenched and he paled a little. "The woman’s mad,” he declared in contempt. But Liane refused to hate her or to hate any one. She was too happy. "There’s so much I have to tell you,” she murmured against his shoulder. “So much I’ve kept to myself for ages.”

(To Be Continued) 5TKKLfcft5 go jo jo | lojofOiOl |o[ojo(ol Toiofolol Make the above diagram with matches and coins. The coins and the 16 outside matches are not to be moved. The way the inside matches are placed, they form four groups of coins—B,3,3 and 2. See if you can replace three matches so as to form groups of 6, 6 and 4 coins. The three replaced must be on the dotted! lines. Answer for Yesterday lEvEry EvE Essays ' ElEgancE. By inserting the vowel “E” eight times among the letters VRYVSSAYSLGANC, the sentence shown above can be farmed ><!

TARZAN, LORD OF THE JUNGLE

After the arguments, Stimbol's fate was left in the balance and Ibn Jahd. freed from the menace of Tarzan, went on with his plans for entering the forbidden valley. In person, with a strong party, he went to palaver with the Galla Chieftain. Approaching Batando’s village he passed through the camps of thousands of Galla warriors. Then the Sheik realized fully that he must agree to whatever terms the black Batando might propose.

THE INDIANAPOLIS TIMES

OUR BOARDING HOUSE

■ AAIV-fhhAAG A-T 'IM rs OUCE , f \ USES To CROSS -M-S ( STRE-JS-r ME etfgßW MA ‘ l 1 1 amimal. q - is^

FRECKLES AND HIS FRIENDS

f T fsnUAT'. TpevtzE goTU sowe*!! A \weu_-i <so£ss its all wv C sounds uu£ a case op ) thaus v/hat rve been j - r R&SSI (Soue PAYS? VJUAT < FAULT AM’ X SUSPECT SOW 6 KIDNAPPING —BUT 'WHY vf'OULD / >*jAMTIN6 TO Do FoR. DAYS, / | AIB UruJGSToU '' /A BEASON HAME FOB. THEN! ) SVPSI6S THAT I CHASED THEY WAHT TO KIDNAP LITTLE l BUT I ’♦‘AS AFBaiD ABOUT I I REACHES „ -S * ,y 6STTINS OUT OF '>fc>Oß. SIGHT / AWAY WERE A VJHIIE OSCAti ? vHE/vE GCT TO ) TAS, HERE— ALL RIGHT. \ . PARADISE V L JOWWS WANEKTT YOU ANY / BAO4-IW SORRV...AN’ TLU FIND TUEfA •• COME J R6A ° V \

WASHINGTON TUBBS II

\ ftftGERLN, WASH OUMPS OFF THE ) fffilHEKl A LOOK OF 'N / / SAV'. THIS ISN'T T NOT! ‘ THIS IS \ V \ j s£> (cast STOP*/ Ai STAGE, HAPPf To BE BACk ■ ASTONISHMENT— , [ KANJJEJJJTRA, IS J THE PRINCIPALITY Os SNEEZIA. ) 1 SSiSIP**

SALESMAN SAM

f jVo KtDOr*/, nrs,7&R.~- f CrOAA/A \ OH, / SHOW Y& ? &LL& Yfc G-clTf* DO, N /F Ycu'u. t-ezr mg use. ) awzhs-H jShc s W! (Fer Tkrs &hby Hone. / v&zb Quee/c! t s Leaon 777' Your. Gearz. f=orz h \ h go/ S W(Th e? seecK 'een, <( A \fl§ps§F Ooh u/aW U/H6£ AJ C OUPL A PAY'S C(-L <SPHG~H(=T/ Mitt,

BOOTS AND HER BUDDIES

Batando received the Arabs with friendly ceremony. Yes, he would escort them on the morrow to the valley's entrance. But first, all the Sheik’s Galla slaves must be released to Batando. In vain the Sheik protested. At last he was forced to accept the wily old chief’s terms. Early next morning the Arabs started with a Galla escort toward the rugged mountains.

—By Ahern

And with them, Stimbol trudged wearily along under guard of two young Arabs. Friendless and utterly cowed, his thoughts constantly dwelt upon the horror of the murder he had done. Two days the Arabs wound their way higher and higher into the rugged mountains that rim the northern side of the valley of the Sepulcher. At last they reached a height from where Batando pointed to a small canyon opposite the cam>*

OUT OUR WAY

—j—That Guvs Gcrrwvs machine PiXE.oY/ r V N£U_' That -J SO rrcCY.QA-Tte a Fam-A FW f BETTER NOT 9E- V WAGER-AN AUTOMATIC SLEEPER. ] puTTM MuC* MODE \ —J T weep ta floor Clean n promt I stuff on "ttherb. \ - j OF VAIS kAACRiME., AMO SEVERAL / TPt ©ijLLB VACATION' l other Personal. Conveniemcbb \ am' T Done tRimK T-y Roll likes \ ue.'l.l. be. taWen OFF ( n\ A Guv GriTr m node good out 1 -that machine, so j WBftD.wr. art “TT4E UTpPIAM i . . fmummovici.pc.

.... IM.O

—By Edgar Rice Burroughs

“There,” he said, “lies the trail into the valley—and here we leave you.” When the sun rose, Ibn Jad saw r that the Gallas had departed. But he did not know it was because of the terror they felt for the mysterious valley. Leaving the women and children with protecting guards, Ibn Jad took his fighting men and presently the waters left behind saw their last of their Sheik and his men as they disappeared through th& rocky ravine.

PAGE 9

—By Williams

—By Blosser

—By Crane

—By Small

4 —By Martiit