Indianapolis Times, Volume 43, Number 107, Indianapolis, Marion County, 12 September 1931 — Page 5

SEPT. 12,1931

GUILTY# LI IPS fy LAURA LOU BROOKMAN

BEGIN MERE TODAY Pretty Norma Kent, 20-year-old *ectftary In a law office, marries MARK TRAVERS, son of F. M. TRAVERS, millionaire real estate dealer, after the father has sworn to cut Mark off without a penny If the marriage takes place. Norma has known Mark only a few weeks, and did not know during the courtship that he was a millionaire's son. The story opens In Marlboro, middle western metropolis. CHRISTINE SAUNDERS. with whom Norma shares an apartment. and BRADLEY HART. Chris' employer, are witnesses at the weddtnß. Before this, Norma has refused to ! •harry 808 FARRELL, young lawyer of whom she is fond as a friend. Mark sells his expensive roadster to ! Ret money for the honeymoon. He and lorma go to fashionable Blue Springs, where the young man takes delight In surrounding his bride with expensive luxuries He Introduces her to HOLLIS STONE, •n old friend, and It Is evident from the girl's discomposure that she has known Stone before. For some reason she also fears him. Bhe tries to confide In Mark but loses courage. One night Mark Joins a card game I and does not return until 3 a. m. He i admits he has lost all his money. The ' young couple face the problem of getting money together to pay their hotel I bill and buy railroad tickets. Mark wires his mother, but when the answer comes It Is a curt refusal from i his father. Mark borrows *SOO from ! Hollis Stone and the young couple leave next morning for Marlboro. There ! Mark insists on stopping at the expensive Hotel Marlboro. He spends more time with his wealthy ; friends than he does hunting a Job. s>*>? *''enlng he and Norma meet NATALIE PRICE, a debutante who before Mark s marriage tried to Inveigle him into a proposal. NOW GO ON WITH THE STORY CHAPTER TWENTY (Continued) “That’s fine,” Norma said. She added slowly. “I hope Bob will be a big success some day. He ought to be. Bob works hard and he's so—so on the level.” The talked of the apartment the girls had shared. Chris still was living there. There was anew girl. Dot Phillips, working at the Hart Advertising Agency. Dot was anxious to move in with Chris, but it hadn’t been settled definitely. Chris said she liked Dot, but liking a person and living with her were two different things. Before they knew it the lunfch hour had sped. The two parted With promises to see each other soon. # # THOSE promises were fated to be broken. When Norma saw Mark again late in the afternoon he was in the highest spirits. A new musical show had opened the night before. A knockout, according to the fellows at the club. Mark had tickets. He and Norma dressed, dined, and rode to the theater. Afterward they went to a supper club and danced. Mark confided he had “several lines out” for jobs. Next day he did not rise until noon. He left the girl alone, returning at 6 with news they were to join friends of his for the evening, just a little party. People Norma would like. She didn’t like them or their ideas ol a good time. When Mark announced similar plans for the following evening she begged off, spent the evening alone. It was their third night in Marlboro that Mark and Norma, having finished dinner, stepped out on the street. Travers paused to touch a match to his cigaret. Suddenly across their vision floated a shimmering figure in gold cloth and dark fur. The warm, heady scent of mimosa. Shrill soprano laughter and a glimpse of parted red lips. The figure swept toward Mark, caught his arm. “Mark!” cried Natalie Price. “Os all surprises! Say something so I’ll know it’s really you!” CHAPTER TWENTY-ONE THERE was nothing for Norma Travers to do but watch the tableau. Mark was smiling broadly. He had swung around and caught jNatalie’s hand. “Hello, Nat. Say—it’s good to see you!” “Thanks, Handsome. You wouldn’t kid me, would you? When’d you get in town? Oh—and how you've been missed, darling! The place hasn’t been the same. What are you doing tonight?” “Why nothing much.” Mark turned toward Norma. “Want you to know Nat Price, Norma,” he said. “One of my best friends. Nat, this Is Mrs. Travers.” Quick, flashing looks of appraisal on the part of both girls. Almost in one voice they chorused, “How’d you do.” Norma’s greeting was low

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pitched, a little unsteady. Natalie’s | was an indifferent drawl. “You two will be great friends,” Mark prophesied with a man’s blind confidence. Any observer of their own sex would have said the young women all but bristled with antagonism. There was such veiled aloofness in the droop of Natalie’s mascaraed eyelids. Such resentment in Norma's politely artificial smile. “So nice to meet you, Mrs. Travers.” Natalie’s words were apparently harmless as the Angora’s claws. Covered by silky fur, how those claws can slash and tear in action! “I'm glad to know my husband’s friends.” The faintest trace of proprietary emphasis on that word “husband” as Norma said it. “Well, this is great, running into you this way, Nat,” Mark went on. “We’ve been at Blue Springs, you { know. Just back a few days ago. Saw Tempv this afternoon at the | club ” a tt tt A LANK youth in top hat and overcoat approached. Beneath j the hat hair that was extraordi- 1 narily red was visible. The young man came forward in swinging strides. “H’lo, Travers!” he exclaimed. “Didn’t know you were in town. Well, how's the merry bridegroom? “Say, boy, you pulled a fast oneembarking on seas of matrimony and all that without any one guessing what you were up to! Oh—and is this the bride?” The stranger beamed at Norma. “You’re right, Red. Guess I picked myself a winner, huh? Norma, this is Huntley Porter, otherwise known as Red—for reasons you will scarcely be able to guess. “Red warbles the most obnoxious tenor and is the best amateur boxer in Marlboro.” “Dee-lighted, Mrs. Travers!” There was boyish sincerity in Red Porter’s admiring eyes. Norma warmed to this rather eccentric looking youth. “Well —!” It was Natalie who cut in impatiently. “Well, what are we standing here for? Red and I are on our way to Monty’s. Why don’t you join us? “Jane and Thorney will be there. Monty’s picked up a Cuban who does the rumba divinely. She talks about going into vaudeville with him. Yes, really! Why don’t you and—and Mrs. Travers come along?” tt tt tt HE wanted to go. Norma caught the eagerness in Mark’s voice, the quick way he turned to her. “You go if you want to,” she told him. “I think I’d better go back to the hotel. My head’s aching and I’m afraid I wouldn't be much good at a party.” “Why, sweet! I didn’t know you weren’t feeling well. Os course, I won’t leave you. Sorry,” he addressed the others now. “We’ll have to postpone participation in the festivities. “Give Monty my love, will you, Nat? Tell her another time we’ll drop around ” The farewells were over quickly. Natalie murmured icy, polite phrases, caught Porter’s arm and whirled away. As she turned Norma was positive she noted an interchange of glances between Natalie and Mark, heard Nat Price murmur something about “take your little headache home.” “I hate to have you miss seeing your friends because of me.” Norma was looking up into Mark’s eyes. She spoke the words sincerely. “Oh, that ! Say, I can see that gang any time. Why didn’t you tell me your head ached, Baby? Look, i there’s a drug store on the corner. Maybe if you’d take something you’d feel better.” She let him take her into the drug store. The boy at the soda fountain mixed and presented the t dose in a tall glass. Norma swallowed the unpleasant mixture bravely. “You’ll feel better now,” Mark assured her. “We’ll go back to the hotel and you can lie down a while.” u tt tt THEY went out on the street. It was after 8:30 and traffic on Center street, Marlboro’s chief thor-

oughfare, was at its height. Most of the throng were heading for the theaters and picture palaces. * Norma stood still, clinging to Mark's arm, and breathed deeply of the fresh October sir. Another week and October would be gone. The night was a cloudless one with a cool breeze that was not chilling. “Do you know what I’d like to do?” She asked. “I’d like to walk. It’s such a perfect night and I think the air would be good for my head.” “Well, then, we’ll walk.” For a block they drifted with the crowd. At the intersection they crossed and turned to the right. The street ahead of them was brightly lighted, but outside the rounds of the pleasure seekers. Tall office buildings, strongholds ' of commerce, rose on either side. Not half a dozen pedestrians were in sight. it tt it NORMA and Mark walked slowly, saying little. He was holding her arm, keeping her close to him. They came to Broad street. Half a block away was the Liberty building, where Brooks, Welliver & Brooks had their law offices. How many weary hours Norma had spent there? She was not thinking of the law office as she stopped suddenly. “It was right here, Mark!” she exclaimed. “Right here in front of the flower store. Do you re mem- ; ber?” “Sure I do. You mean the night I dragged that pup out of the street, don’t you? The first time I ever saw you? Say—and were you highhat! Wouldn’t give me a tumble. Wouldn’t tell me your name—” The street light across the corner was old and dim. Only the palest glow of yellow fell across the girl’s face as she raised happy eyes. “But you found out, darling! Oh, Mark, that all happened only six weeks ago. Doesn’t it—doesn’t it sort of make you tremble to think how much can happen in such a little time?” “Funny all right. Say—if any | one’d told me six weeks ago that I’d be married tonight, I'd never in the world have believed them. But that was before I met you, Baby!” “Not —not sorry, are you, Mark?” “Well, what do you think?” They went on again. Three-quar-ters of an hour later they were back in the hotel room. Norma slipped off her hat and hung away her coat. tt . tt tt MARK had thrown himself into the big chair. He was scowling at the floor. As the girl turned he said, “Norma—l think maybe you were right when you said we shouldn’t come to this place. I think maybe we ought to move.” “Oh, I’m so glad! I’ve been so anxious to get into a place qf our own, dear. An apartment where I can cook and keep house. It would be so much more fun!” “Yeah—and lots cheaper! I guess you think I’m the world’s prize dub, Norma. Maybe I am. Only don’t think I’m not trying to find a job. “I’ve tried a dozen places. Trouble is people start kidding whenever they see me. They don’t think I’m really serious about going to work. “It isn’t that I hate to ask friends for favors. I got over that long ago. If we move, the money we have will last longer ” Norma flung her arms about his neck. “We will move,” she declared. “I’ll star, tomorrow morning hunting for a place. And you’re going to find work soon, too, dear.” (To Be Continued) STKKfcfti FRED REACHES ITALY DAY AFTER YOU. This telegram not only conveys the message already visible, but also the day on which Fred is to arrive. Can you dis- | cover it? ] 12 i Answer for Yesterday : CUT HEREi 'wmk K TURN OV'ER I To place the white stripe between two colored stripes in this flag, without using other material, cut flag as shown, fold over and join.

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