Indianapolis Times, Volume 43, Number 122, Indianapolis, Marion County, 30 September 1931 — Page 9

KEPT. 30,1931

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% v } BEGIN HERE TODAY Pretty NORMA KENT. 20-vfar-oM *crftar,. marrie* MARK TRAVERS, millionaire's son. In snlte of the opposition of Mark 7 * father. F. M. TRAVERS. The storv opens in Marlboro, middlewestern metropolis. After an extravagant honrvmon at fashionable Blue Sprmss. during which Mark spends all hi* money and borrows 1500. the couple return to Marlboro. It Is a lona while before the voung man can find work and after one week he loses his first lob. He becomes a floorwalker in a department store. In spite of poverty, he and Norma are happv until Mark's father sends for nlm. He offers to take Mark back into hts business organization if the son will ?irove he can make good. His first task nvolves a business trip to France. Norma la to "remain at home. She tries to persuade him not to so. but can not. Norma, rudelv treated at her father-in-law's home, slips awav. leaving no trace of her whereabouts. CHRIS SAUNDERS, her former roommate, helps her find a lob. Mark's father determines to engineer a divorce. He emplovs detectives who learn that the girl three vears before was convicted on a vice charge. In spite of evidence that this charge was framed and Norma entirely Innocent. he sends his lawyer to Paris. Norma knows nothing of all this until late In January she receives a letter telling her Mark has secured a divorce. Next day In the office she faints. Chris takes her home, but Instead of remaining there she calls a taxi, gives the driver an address, and sava. "Hurry!’* NOW GO ON WITH THE STORY

CHAPTER THIRTY-SEVEN THE cab turned into the drive before tne imposing Travers residence and halted. Norma got out and looked up at the building. “Wait for you, Miss?” asked the driver. The girl hesitated. Then “Yes,” she said, “you’d better wait. She started slowly toward the entrance. The handsome door, set in its arch of stone, seemed forbidding. Norma pressed the bell and waited. There was no answer and she touched the electric button a second time. Almost at that moment Tompkins’ head appeared in the open doorway. Norma said, “Is Mr. Travers ?” There was no Indication that the butler recognized her. His head inclined slightly. “Mr. Travers is not in, Miss,” Tompkins said. He would have closed the door, but the girl suddenly moved forward, put her hand out. "Then Mrs. Traversl” she exclaimed. “It's Important! I’ve got to see her—l’ve got to!” “Mrs. Travers is not at home cither. They left this morning for Maml. There’s no one here now. There’s no one you can see ” “But I must!” “I’m sorry, miss. There’s no one here. Mr. and Mrs. Travers will be gone for several weeks.” "Gone? How could they? Why it was only last night—!” “They left this morning,” Tompkins repeated imperturbably. His voice and manner were as aloof as though he were announcing guests at a reception. “I assure you, miss, there’s no one here. No one but the servants.” “Oh, but, Tompkins—” The words broke off in a low cry. Then, “Tompkins,” the girl went on, “do you know when Mark Is coming back?” “I’m sorry, miss. I haven’t heard.” “You don’t know when his parents expect him?” “I’m sorry. I couldn’t say.” Norma turned away. Almost immediately she looked back to see the great door shut. She took a step forward, changed her mind, and walked slowly to the taxicab. “Take me back,” she said to the driver, “where we started from.” a ft a IT w f as nearly 6 when Chris arrived. Norma, wearing a kimono, was lying on the bed with a blanket half-covering her. “Hello, lamb,” Chris said cheerfully, “did you get some sleep? I believe you’re looking better.” “I—l’ve been lying here.” “Did Mrs. Bixby bring your lunch?” “She came, Chris. I wasn’t hungry and couldn’t eat.” “But that won’t do! Say—are you trying to starve yourself? You’ve got to eat, don’t you know that? You’ve got to eat if you're going to hold your job, young lady.” There was a pause. Norma said, “I suppose I’ll fyive to tell Mr. Stuart—” “He knows already. About the divorce, I mean. He was awfully nice, Norma. Said you could take a few days’ rest if the doctor thinks you should. By the way, I made an appointment for you with Dr. Willoughby Monday.” Norma was sitting on the side of the bed. She reached for Chris’

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hand. “You’re so good, Chris!” she said in a voice that was not quite steady. “There’s nobody in the world so good as you are! I—l don’t deserve all you’ve done —” "Oh, don’t you? Say, for heaven’s sake, do you want me to sprout wings? Don’t deserve anything I’ve done! Why, I haven't done anything at all! Just nothing! But If I oould there wouldn’t be a thing on this earth too good for you! “Let me tell you, Norma, you’ve had a few bad breaks, but things are going to change. You’ll see. It’s just when everything looks blackest they suddenly come out right.” “I wish I could believe that ” “Believe it? I know it. Haven’t I seen it happen a dozen times? Now if you feel like coming downtown tomorrow, we’ll have a talk with Jim Daniels. He’s the lawyer I told you about. We can go in and see him at noon.” “Do you think it will do any good?” “Well, it’s worth a try. He’s one of the best lawyers in Marlboro.” The bait was effective. Norma arose and dressed rapidly. She agreed to spend the night again at Chris’ apartment. When they arrived there, they had the place to themselves. Dorothy was away and Chris said the engagement would keep her until late. tt tt U 'T'HE two girls cooked dinner and served it on the gate-leg table exactly as they had done so many evenings before. Chris’ inspired cooking, the familiar surroundings and comfortable atmosphere worked a subtle magic. Gradually Norma relaxed. She dropped the barrier of reserve and poured out her heart to Chris. She admitted going to the Travers’ home that afternoon. Norma wept a little, but not with the tempestuous tears of the night before. “If Mark were only here!” she said once brokenly, “If I could only just talk to him!” “He’s bound to be back before long. I can’t help feeling that when he comes all this can be straightened out in no time.” “But why is he staying so long? Why doesn’t h e come back?” “Oh, you never can tell about business, you know. I have an idea his father has something to do with it, but he can’t keep him away forever. Things are not nearly so bad as they seem, darling. Youll find that out in a month or two.’ “A month is a terribly long time!” “Nonsense. Anyhow, it may not be that long. Brad will know when he does come. By the way”—Chris hesitated—“ Brad’s wife is in Reno.” Norma looked up quickly. “Does that mean—?” she began. “I don’t know if it means anything or not. She’s supposed to be visiting friends there. I just happened to know because I mailed her a check the other day.” u tt tt THERE was a silence between them. After several moments Norma said, “You like him a lot, don’t you?” “Like Brad? Why, of course. Everybody does.” “I know. But I mean—if she did —well, if things did turn out that way, do you think you might—” “Good gracious! Don’t get notions of that sort in your head. Brad Hart has one wife he doesn’t seem to care much about. He doesn’t want another. “Oh, well —life’s a queer business, kid. We’ll have a talk with Jim Daniels tomorrow. I’ll call in the morning and arrange the time.” They went over arguments that had been rehearsed several times before. It was Chris who said presently. “I’ve been trying to figure this out, you know. I’ve been trying to figure what’s at the bottom of it all. Do you think it could have been that Stone? What’s his name —Hollis Stone?” The other girl shook her head. “I’ve thought of him.” she said slowly. “But—there isn’t any reason why he should want to hurt me. He was friendly, really. “Os course it was a shock seeing him at Blue Springs and having all that terrible nightmare come back again. But if he wanted to tell Mark why didn't he do it then?

Oh, Chris!” Morma buried her head in her hands. “Oh, it was all so terrible. I thought—l thought it was gone and past and I could forget the way you said—” "It is past and you must forget about it!” “But how can I now when Mark knows?” Chris got to her feet and crossed the floor impatiently, “Norma,” she said, “you’ve got to have a talk with Mark. You’ve got to tell him your side of things!” n tt a DAYS slipped and no opportunity came for that talk. The first week3 of February dragged by and no news of Mark Travers reached Marlboro. Norma and Chris had two sessions with Jim Daniels, the lawyer. Daniels asked questions and promised to make investigations. He wrote some letters. He seemed optimistic when he talked to Norma. Privately he informed Chris that the case could not be reopened. The divorce had been granted. Beyond the shadow of a doubt, legal technicalities had been observed. Unfortunate. That was the way Jim Daniels dismissed the affair. Chris kept all this from the younger girl. She told Norma that Daniels was hopeful, but the matter required time. Chris kept up the farce during those early weeks because she was worried. There were nights when she could not sleep, worrying about Norma. Too many times she had heard her say, “I don’t want to live without Mark! I don’t want to live if he doesn’t love me|” a a a ATHRIS found excuses for inviting Norma to the apartment. As much of the time as possible, she spent •with her. If she could not be with her for an evening, she tried to see that someone else was. Dr. Williughby said everything depended on Norma’s mental outlook. She must keep up her general health, be cheerful and optimistic. The doctor was very insistent on these points. He repeated them each time Norma came to his office. Norma disregarded every yarning. She had retired again behind that barrier of reserve which even Chris could not circumvent. Cheerful and optimistic she certainly was not. Norma was inhabiting a world of her own. Not a pleasant world. She did her work mechanically, said very little and seemed to grow paler daily. Nervous mannerisms she never had shown before became apparent. Nothing interested her. One day during the last week of February something happened which Chris regarded as a blessing. Dorothy Phillips received a wire from her sister in* California. There was a vacancy in the office in which the sister worked. If Dorothy could come at once, the job would be hers. Within three days Chris was alone in the apartment, Dorothy’s trunk packed and gone and Dorothy herself on a west-bound train. Three days more and Norma’s dresses hung in the vacated closet space. Norma had not been eager to move, but Chris had explained it as a favor to herself. She could not keep up the rent alone, she said. If Norma would not come, she would have to give up the apartment. tt tt a FOR a while things appeared to go better after that. Less strain for Chris in trying to see that Norma was occupied. No need for constantly manufacturing excuses to include the other girl in her plans. It was easier to see that Norma had substantial meals. There were days when Chris told herself Norma was happier, but they were sure to be followed by periods of depression. They never talked about the future, and as time passed, Norma said less and less about Mark. A photograph in the Press one evening informed them that Mr. and Mrs. F. M. Travers had returned from a six weeks’ stay in Florida. Chris read the paragraph aloud and Norma glanced at the picture, but she made no comment. Brad Hart, whom Chris questioned frequently, could furnish no news of Mark Travers. He was still in France, from all that could be learned. Gradually March dragged to a close. It had come in like a lion and went out the same way with a terrific snowstorm. The bad weathei continued and Norma developed an annoyirg cold. Then one day Chris telephoned Bob Farrell and arranged to meet him at dinner. Over the restaurant table Chris said anxiously: “You’ve got to help me, Bob. Something must be done!” (To Be Continued)

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