Indianapolis Times, Volume 43, Number 103, Indianapolis, Marion County, 8 September 1931 — Page 9

SEPT. 8, 1931.

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BEGIN HERE TODAY rrettv NORMA KENT, 20-Tear-old fjcretary In a law office, marries •ARK TRAVERS, son of V. M. TRAVraS. millionaire real estate dealer, after the father has sworn to cut Mark off without a penny If the marriage takes place. Nortnan has known Mark only a few and did not know during the courtship that he was a millionaire's son. The story opens in Marlboro, middle western metropolis. CHRIBTIN• SAUNDERS, with whom Norma shared an apartment. and BRADLEY HART, Chris' employer, are witnesses at the Wedding. Before this, Norma has refused to marry 808 FARRELL. young lawyer of whom sho la fond as a friend. Mark sells his expensive roadster to get money for the honeymoon. He and Norma go to fashionable Blue Springs where the young man take* delight In surrounding his bride with expensive luxuries. . One afternoon Mark introduces Norma to HOLLIS STONE, an old friend It la evident from the girl’s discomposure that she has known Stone before. She excuses herself and goes to her room. Mark believes Norma is ill. She endures a day of suspense and misery, but when she sees Stone again he Is politely formal and makes no mention of their previous acaualntance. NOW GO ON WITH THE STORY CHAPTER SEVENTEEN (Continued) PERHAPS the girl was envious because Halloran and the other golfers had kept Mark from her for two entire half days. At any rate, as the luncheon progressed, she decided she did not like Clint Halloran. Mark, on the contrary, seemed to find him most companionable. Halloran knew friends of Mark’s, had been at school with Ted Patterson, who, said Mark, was his closest friend. It seemed odd that Norma never had heard Patterson’s name mentioned before. The two men left golf to talk of other individuals who were unknown to her. As they talked, even Mark seemed almost a stranger. He was discussing school pranks, sporting events, places and people who meant nothing to Norma. They were all familiar enough to Clint Halloran. Both men laughed frequently. Oh, they were having a great time! Their table was the one Mark and Norma favored regularly—at the side of the dining room, near the right wall. Sunlight and air reached them from south as well as east windows. Mark’s chair stood so that his back was toward the center of the room. A shadow hovered over the table for an instant. Norma raised her eyes, nodded. “Who was that who just passed?’’ Mark wanted to know. The girl’s lids fluttered faintly. “Mr. Stone,” she said. "He’s just come in to lunch.” Halloran turned his h ad. "Stone?” he repeated. ‘Don’t bel eve I’ve met him." "He’s from Marlboro,” Mark explained. "Hollis Stone. Relative of mine in a way, but we don’t see much of him. What was that you were saying about Agua Cali<?nte ?’’ Norma did not hear the rest. Was Hollis Stone keeping a watch over everything she did? Until the end of the meal she was preoccupied. a a a AFTER Halloran left them, Mark and Norma went outside to linger in the lazy afternoon sun. It was the hour when the inn was at Its quietest. Those with plans for an active afternoon had disappeared. Others were reading or resting. Norma’s discordant mood vanished. With Mark beside her everything was as it should be. "Feel like strolling over town?’’ he asked. "There’s nothing to do around here.’’ Norma agreed. As she swung into step beside him she said, “You know, Mark, we’ve been married almost two weeks and you haven’t really told me about your family. "Those people you were talking about to Mr. Hhlloran were all strangers to me. All I know is that you have a mother and father and a sister—” "Well, you married me—not the family. Oh, they’re all right as families go, I suppose! What is there to tell you about ’em?” * "Tell me about your mother.” Three fine creases appeared betwen Mark’s eyes. “I thought I’d have a letter from her by this time,’’ he admitted. “Can’t under-

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stand it. Mother’s always been a good scout about coming through with the old cash roll when it would do the most good. “Fact is, I’ve been expecting a check ever since I telegraphed we were her. Maybe it’ll come in the late mail today.” There was a pause. "Do you suppose it’s because of me you haven’t heard from her?” Norma asked slowly. "I mean getting n % ried in such a hurry—” "We * what of that? Had the right to get married if we wanted to, didn’t we? Oh, I suppose Dad blew up and said a lot to give Mother the wrong impression, but she ought to get over that. He will, all right.” It was almost the first time they had discussed Mark’s father’s opposition to their marriage. Always before the youth had scoffed at Norma’s concern. "You haven’t told me what your mother looks like ” she reminded him. “You’re like your father, aren’t you?” The young man grimaced. “In looks! Alicia’s like mother.’ (She knew Alicia was his sister.) “Not tall, (but taller than you are. Mother has gray eyes and her hair used to be almost black. Its gray now. “She fusses a lot because she’s lost her girlish figure. Tries to diet, but she never does. She’s terribly proud that she used to be a Randolph and raves about the way the young set carries on. Just the same she’s a good scout. You’ll be crazy about mother.” "Oh, of course.’ But what is she going to think about me?’ the girl was wondering. a a a MARK told her how excited his mother had been over Alicia’s marriage two years before. Alicia lived abroad and her husband boasted a title. He was Count Jules de Lautrec. A Frenchman. The count* and countess lived in a historic chateau where the plumbing and heating equipment were almost as antique and uncomfortable as the much-admired furnishings. Alicia was two years older than Mark. "That’s another thing that burns me up!” he grumbled. “When Alicia and Jules were married, dad turned over $250,000 in cold cash for what they call a dowry, $250,000! Say—what wouldn’t we do with that?” “It’s because dowries are the custom in Europe,” Norma told him. “And your parents must have liked the count. You know what your father thought about me! It’s because of me they feel the way they and “That’s no reason at all! They don’t even know you.” “But they know I worked for my living. And I haven’t any family. They know that much.” ‘Well, we won’t argue about it. Let’s go back and see if the mail has come..” They turned back. The clerk at the inn reported there was nothing for Mr. or Mrs. Travers. a a a FOR the next three days Mark spent a good share of his time on the golf links. Occasionally when he was with' Norma he was brooding and moody. Something seemed to worry him. Could it be about money? Mark had had more than $1,400 when he came to Blue Springs two weeks ago. Everything was expensive here, but $1,400 ! ,If couldn’t possibly be gone! She tried to question him about this, found him impatient, even cross. Thursday night they did not join the dancers after dinner. Mark had been on the links with Halloran all afternoon. He said something about a “‘little game with the boys.” • "You don’t mind, darling?” he inquired as an afterthought. “Not in the least.” How she did mind later when, alone, she looked out on the moondrenched lawn and heard the melancholy, sighing wind! She was in their rooms. Too proud to let others know she was spending the evening

alone, she had gone upstairs Immediately after dinner. The "little game’’ could not last forever. Norma looked at the clock. It was 10:30. She tried to read. An hour later she bathed, got into gown and negligee and curled up on the davenport. By 1 o’clock she extinguished all but a single lamp, turned iown the covers and got into bed. She had not been asleep when nearly two hours later the scratch of a key in the latch aroused her. Mark at last! The door opened. Pale and disheveled, her young husband stood on the threshold. The girl gave him one startled look, sat up and cried: "Mark—? What’s happened?” CHAPTER EIGHTEEN SLOWLY Mark Travers closed the door and faced about. A lock of dark hair fell rowdyishly over one eye. The collar of his shirt was open, his necktie loosened. In the dim light Norma did not see the shadows beneath the youth’s eyes or notice that his cheeks had an unnatural tinge. The girl was out of bed instantly. She had forgotten her lonely evening, forgot all reproaches. “Are you ill, Mark?” she cried, rushing to him. Travers rested his weight against the door, looked at her as though she were a stranger. "What you talking about?” he asked. "I’m all right. Fine! Never felt better in my life!” He was certainly not himself. Abashed, horrified the girl stepped back. Mark noted the movement. “Think I'm tight, don’t you?” he challeneged her. “Well, I’m not! Had a few drinks, but I know what I’m doing all right. ' “Oh, yes, I do. Have a right to take a drink if I want it. When a guy’s flat broke he's got to celebrate, hasn’t he?” Norma had found her voice. “Mark—here, sit down. You’re tired. It’s so late—” He would not take the chair she thrust toward him. Instead he started across the room. There was a slight unsteadiness in his gait. Suddenly he turned, straightened "Who’s going to stop me from taking a drink if I want to?” he demanded. “What’d you expect me to do when the money was gone—sit down and cry about it? If Mr. and Mrs. F. M. Travers want their son and heir to go hungry and be turned out for not paying bills—that for them!” Loudly, with exaggerated solemnity, he snapped his fingers. “Mr. and Mrs. Travers’ son and heir says they can go to the devil!” He turned his back on the girl again. a a a NORMA was thoroughly frightened. She followed Mark, slipped her arms about him, “What do you mean? she begged. “What do you mean about the money being gone? You haven’t—oh, Mark, you don’t mean—” The youth whirled. “Sure I do!” he interrupted. “That’s what I’ve been celebrating. I tell you we’re flat broke! Not a penny in the world left. Not a penny and a couple of I. O. U.’s— Why, Norma! Oh, gee, Norma, don’t take it that way!” She could not keep the tears back. They had started suddenly without her meaning in the least to give way. (To Be Continued)

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