Indianapolis Times, Volume 43, Number 89, Indianapolis, Marion County, 22 August 1931 — Page 11

AUG. 22, 1931_

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BKfilN HERE TODAY NORMA KENT, pretty 20-vear-ola .'Cretarv is employed In a low oftice iu Marlboro, middle western metropolis. On tier wav to keep a dinner engaKement with 808 IARRELL. vounjt lawyer. Norma see* a puppy in peril of its me in the midst of downtown traffic. A straneer rescues the doz and brines It to the etrl. The straneer is eood lookine. well dressed and introduces himself as MARK TRAVERS Norma refuses to tell him her name or where he can see She takas the puppv with her and meets Bob. They dine at a favorite restaurant. For the third time Farrell asks her to marrv him. . . Norma declines savinz ahe wants to keen thtr association on the basis or friendship instead of love. When she reaches the shabby apartment she shares with CHRISTINE SAUNDERS, zeneral v called ’ Chris, she finds her roommate hav been crvtnz. , , Norma fears Chris Is falling In. love With her married employer. BRADLEY KART, proprietor of an advertlsln* azencVi The older zirl refuses to tell What is trouble her. Ntny GO ON WITH THE STORY CHAPTER THREE (Continued) She had found what she had been looking for. From the collection of papers, coins, vanity case and other trinkets in the purse she drew a neatly typed sheet. “Here it is! She handed the paper across the counter. “Do you think what I've writen will be all right?’’ Politely the young man studied the page. He read: “Found: Puppy at Broad street and Eighth. Gray and brown with black spot over right eye and black tail. Owner should communicate with N. Kent, 9506 Franklin street.’’ “Gray and brown—with black spot over the right eye,” the youth read aloud. “You don't—er—say what kind of a dog it is, do you?” He glanced up. If there was a hint of amusement in the young man’s eyes his professional manner W’as impeccable. “Gray and brown," he repeated, “with a black spot over the right eye.” Norma smiled, shook her head. "I couldn’t say what kind of a dog it is because I haven’t been able to decide. Do you think that's really necessary? He seems to be sort of a Scotty—only Scotty’s don’t have spots, do they? “His hair is longlsh like a .Scotty's, but the spots make him look more like a fox terrier. Or maybe a bird dog. You see he's a little fellow!” The youth across the counter grinned. “If it’s so complicated as til that,” he suggested, “maybe we’d better let it go. Do you want to say anything about claiming a reward?” “Oh, no! I wasn’t thinking of that.” “I sec.” The young man studied the typed page again. “Don't you think it might be a good thing to include your telephone number? And would you care to specify a time for people to telephone?” tt tt tt NORMA agreed to both proposals. What a helpful, obliging person the red-haired youth was! Os course writing want ads was his business. He did that all day long. Norma never had tried to frame an advertisement. She thought her effort was improved considerably by the additions. Tlie youth counted the words and explained the rate of charges, it Was arranged that the want ad should appear in all editions of the Press at the special price offered for three days’ insertion. In case the rightful owner of the dog appeared earlier, the ad could be canceled at any time. Norma hurried back to the office of Brooks, Welliver & Brooks, feeling well satisfied with her venture. Tlie advertisement stated that inquirers should telephone between the hours of 6 and 10 p.. m. Norma gave the number of the house telephone which all the tenants used. She and Chris could not afford a private line. Os course there would be no ca'ls that evening. The advertisement was not to appear until next day. At 5:15 Norma met Chris on a corner midway between the buildings where the two girls worked. They boarded a car and rode home. At a delicatessen shop near the apartment they bought rolls, some slices of cold meat and oranges. As they went about preparation of the evening meal Chris seemed quiet. Norma, recounting events of the day, apparently did not notice. Tlie housekeeping arrangements the girls employed were sketchy.

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After the long day in the office neither had much energy for housework, yet both enjoyed the feeling that the two-burner gas plate and minute ice box constituted a real kitchen, that their shabby quarters were a home. Their weekly rent included maid service—a desultory weekly sweeping and dusting by a ponderous German woman named Helga. Marketing was a joint affair, with strict accounting and settlement of the budget on Saturdays. Generally Chris did the cooking, becaus e she enjoyed it and displayed a real knack at it. Norma would set the table, perhaps peel the vegetables, and leave the rest to her roommate. She made up for this uneven distribution of labor by supplementing Helga’s dusting and keeping the living room at rights. It was a square room, nearly twenty feet both ways. The windows looked out on a row of houses, once impressive, but now as dingy and nondescript as the one in which Norma and Chris lived. Most of the structures were boarding houses or flaunted “furnish rooms” signs. Inside the apartment was cheerful. There were lemon yellow curtains. made of theatrical gauze, at the windows. Lamp shades. the cretonne spreads over the day beds and a linen scarf across the gateleg table repeated this bright color note. The furniture was a haphazard assortment. a u u DINNER that evening was quickly prepared and eaten. As soon as the dishes were washed and put away, Norma hurried downstairs and returned with the puppy. She gave him a saucer of bread and milk. Then she sat down on the floor to watch him eat. A bell rang sharply, signifying that one of the girls was wanted downstairs. Chris went into the hall and looked down over the ballustrade. “It's for you, Miss Saunders. Telephone!” Norma could hear Bessie Hawthorne's nasal voice floating upward. Chris descended. Five minutes later she had returned. “That new salesman wanted me to drive somewhere tomorrow evening for dinner.” she announced. “Aren’t you going?” Chris shook her head. “I’m not interested,” she said. “But why not?” Norma urged. “It’s getting so you don’t go anywhere!” She added. “It’s certainly not because you don’t have plenty of chances! Why don’t you go?” “Qh, I just dop’t want to. He’s a nice enough sort, I guess. Selby’s his name.” “Well, I think it would be good for you to step out and have some fun.” Chris did not answer. After a moment she said, “I’ll tell you what I will do. If you think you’d like to meet him I’ll invite him out here some evening. Or I could fix up a date ” Norma shook her head. “No,” she said. “Not right now, anyhow. I haven’t been very nice to Bob lately and I wouldn’t want him to think it’§ because I’m interested in any one else. I don’t want to hurt Bob's feelings.” Presently she took the puppy down to his quarters in the basement. There was an old piece of woolen blanket on the floor to make a warm bed for the dog. Norma left him curled up and eyeing her mournfully. When she was back in the apartment she heard Chris splashing in the bathtub. By 10:30 both girls were in bed and the lights had been extinguished. The last thought which entered Norma's head before sleep crowded everything before it was that she must remember to buy a copy of The Press early next day to read her advertisement. She wondered dreamily how long it would be be- : fore there would be an inquiry about the dog. tt tt tt THE first inquiry came much sooner than she had expected. }As the girls entered the hallway

next evening the slim figure of Bessie Hawthorne appeared, silhouetted against the light in a near apartment. “Oh. Miss Kent—” Bessie called. “Is that you? There's been a woman phoning to ask about the dog. The first time she asked for you and the second time she wanted to know if she could leave a message. She said it was about the advertisement in the Press—” “Does she think the puppy is hers?” “Welf—l guess that’s why she called, but I think she must be mistaken. She wanted to know was it a bull dog and I told her no. Then she wanted to know how big it was. “It seems this dog she lost was a bull dog and I don't think she liked it much when I told her the one here was just a little puppy.” Norma laughed. “I agree with you,” she said. “I don't think we have her dog.” Chris had been listening, mounted on the first stair. She spoke up now. “At that you took a risk, Bessie—saying the pup wasn’t a bull dog. I’d hate to make a bet on that dog's ancestry!” Bessie considered this remark seriously and glanced toward Norma. “Chris doesn’t mean a thing,” the younger girl explained quickly. "She s just teasing. I hope you're not going to be bothered by a lot of calls, Bessie. The ad told people to call between 6 and 10 p. m. when I'd be here to answer —” “Oh, I don't mind. Anyhow this woman said she might come over later in the evening.” “Then we'd better hurry upstairs and get dinner over so we ll be ready to talk to her. Thanks, Bessie.” “That’s all right, Miss Kent.” Chops were broiled hastily. Norma made a salad of tomatoes and lettuce and mayonnaise. There was pudding in the ice box left from the night before. “There's no use rushing so for that woman,” Chris reminded Norma as they sat down at the table. “It's certain you don’t have her dog.” “No. But somebody else may come.” It was at that moment', that the bell shrilled loudly. “I’ll go!” Norma sprang to her feet and ran into the hall. She had supposed it was the telephone, but at the foot of the stars she met Bessie. “It’s a man,” Bessie said in a hushed voice, “to see you.” The door of the vestibule stood ajar, but Norma could not see who was waiting. She stepped forward, pulled the door back. For a long moment she stared at the figure in the doorway. CHAPTER FOUR MARK TRAVERS cursed inwardly. He knew his face was crimsoning—as it always did when he was embarrassed —and this heightened his rage. Five minutes before he had been so confident. Now—damn! It was because the girl before him was so pretty. No—she was beautiful! She was far, far lovelier than he had remembered her to be. It came over him with a shock that here was the prettiest girl he had ever seen in all : his life. And Mark Finley Travers, for a young man of 23 years, certainly had been around. He certainly had seen some pretty girls, too.

(To Be Continued)

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—By Edgar Rice Burroughs

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