Indianapolis Times, Volume 43, Number 149, Indianapolis, Marion County, 31 October 1931 — Page 13

OCT. 31, 1931

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Rtrh ,*!<•'* MF-RK TODAY md MRS JUPITER is robbed DBrtv l^hl <l £f rd f lurin * thf engagement harness Rtves for hor secr * ,arv * mary *“■,7*l brother. EDDIE. Xf r * h„,,? ve £‘ cn admitted at the murfcarv. ‘ No on * “nows lhis but DIRK RUYTHER. voS* t.? dd .‘u e ■ Hp arranges a renSni?p w ‘ lb the bov. but oversleeps. ot the Star drives Msrv there i n ‘ a - Eddie is run down ana Killed * iMcops,y p * the Street to meet Marv. INSPECTOR KANE drops the case, hflievine Eddie the murderer. When D L ot^sts - hR tells hei MR. JUPI,‘t and Dirk believe the same Bov.cn iti,® -there is a race track gambler ba ‘ lpd THE FLY to whom her brother owed money. Bowen stives Marv a coat he found In W p Ju j? lt *r house the night of the muru ,‘* her brother s. , The Jupiter butler recognizes it as having been worn bv a •gate-crasher" he ejected the night of the murder. Dirk forbids Marv to go on with the ln iX?L lßatlon because of the notoriety. CORNELIA TABOR Dirks former sweetheart, behaves cattilv at dinner at the Ruvther home. She is still determined to win Dirk. NOW GO ON WITH THE STORY CHAPTER FIFTEEN .(Continued) Mary played cribbage mechanically for what seemed hours, while Dirk and Cornelia smoked and held low-voiced commune on the davenport. At last Cornelia rose. “Drive you home, Con!” Dirk flsked. “No, thanks.” Well, he’d asked, and perhaps that was all she wanted. And a moonlight drive with the brighteyed Ethel for companion would have been sour fruit anyway. No one mentioned the lighter, if it had ever existed. Mary suffered Mrs. Ruyther's rood night kiss with good grace. She thought there was a shade more enthusiasm in that icy salute than usual, but she couldn’t be sure. Haless, under the dim porch light, her coat laid lightly about her shoulders, she looked like a nice, sleepy child and not at all like the weary, emotion-worn woman of the World, she was feeling. But she couldn’t know that. No wonder that her future mother-in-law’s eyes rested on her with unwonted gentleness. It was hard to remember at the moment, just what those “undesirable" matters were that had steeled her heart against the girl until now. tt tt tt MARY caught the glance and thought ironically, “Wouldn’t it, be funny if she began to like me jiow that Dirk and I have quarreled?” Her heart was heavy with premonition. Dirk’s aloofness all evening had utterly huhbled her spirit. She was sure now that he had stopped loving her, that on the way home he was going to tell her their marriage would be a mistake. It was ridiculous, but how else could she, explain his terribly changed manner? She climbed into the little coupe fqeling like Marie Antoinette going to her doom. But they did not quarrel—at least, not then. Dirk settled beside her with a comfortable sigh, adjusted the window, and gave her hand one hearty squeeze before setting the littel engine to thundering. "Sleepy?” he asked. Mary murmured assent. “WpII, don’t go to sleep yet, kid. You and I have got a lot to talk about.” Mary's heart skipped a beat. Now what did that mean? They passed the Jupiter gates as if they had not been there and Mary saw that Dirk was guiding the car off the ‘highroad on to the small road that led to the Point, which overlooked the moonlit sea. CHAPTER SIXTEEN DIRK drove the car out beyond the limit of the rutty cliff road into the small meadow which crowned the Point and turned off the engine. With a second turn of the wrist, he turned off the lights. Then he turned and drew her to him, swiftly, surely, and with an air of complete possession. Surprise mingled with the ardor with which she returned his long kiss. Presently she asked curiously. “What did you want to talk about?” “This,” he said, and she heard him chuckle. "What?” “And something else. Listen. How soon can you get ready to be married?” i This was surprise. “Why, I haven’t bought anything Vet,” she stammered, “but there’s Sots of time, isn't there? A month, surely. It was sixty-six days the lost time I counted, but lately I haven’t kept track.” Dirk smoothed her hands gently with his big one. “I mean, how long would it take you to pack?”

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| “Dirk!” “You could pack a toothbrush, j couldn't you? And we could buy ' things here and there as we went 1 along? There are lots of nice little shops j for women s gewgaws in Bermuda—- . or would you rather go to Europe? We could make it—if we didn’t stay too long.” 0 “But what's the hurry?” Mary’s i heart was hammering happily before the look in his eyes. “Let’s get married tomorrow. 1 don’t know why we’ve waited this long, if it comes to that." “Well, aren’t you the impetuous lover!” Mary quavered, trying to keep a light tone. “Why this, all of a sudden?” Dirk moved impatiently. “Oh, people have hacked at us iong enough!” he growled. “If they j keep at it much longer, they'll spoil I things for us. Look at tonight.” Reviewing the miserable evening she had just spent, Mary thought j there might be something in what j he said. He seized her hands and gripped them tightly. “If we’ve got to quarrel, let it come after. I don'twant it to spoil the beginning for us. Do you?” “No, oh, no.” “Well, that’s that, then. How’s Saturday? That give you time to ! shop?” Mary nodded. It was a long I time before they felt the need of ! words. u a a j “'T'HAT'S—what I've been wanting to tell you, all evening,” Mary whispered, presently. “That we needn’t quarrel any more. I won't see that newspaper man again, if you don’t want me to.” Dirk felt magnanimous, too, apparently, for he laughed indulgently and kissed her. “I guess Mrs. Dirk Ruyther can be trusted to do the right thing,” he said. It was nearly 2 when Mary’s latchkey turned in the lock and she let herself into the great house and went happily upstairs. Strange, she wasn’t tired now! Instead, she seemed to bounce, feather-light, up the long staircase; she felt far too happy to sleep. There was a dim light burning in her room, and a note left for her by the thoughtful Della. More thoughtful than literate, for the note was difficult to decipher. “I stayed up to tell you Mr. Jupiter wants to see you in the morning; he is sorry for something and wants to apologize; I don’t know what for.” The world had been all wrong, and now it was right again in every way. For pure happiness, Mary whirled around the room in an impromptu dance before tumbling into bed. As she drifted off to sleep the letters of the word, “Saturday,” seemed to burn upon the walls of her mind like a gigantic electric sign. tt a THEY both felt better after Mr. Jupiter had “apologized” next morning. “I was sorry for that the minute j I'd said it, Mary,” he scolded. “You! hadn't ought to take what an old j man like me says to heart so.” “I guess—that one thing—is a kind of sore spot with me,” Mary explained. “Whatever Eddie did or didn't do, I feel responsible for, at least partly. So I couldn’t let anyone call him a murderer when It isn’t the truth!” Surprisingly, she noticed the old man's eyes were wet. His lined face looked ten years older. “I’ll bet I’ve thought the same a hundred times, since,” he said, in a broken voice. “You know he came to me for money, I suppose? Mary nodded, in embarrassment. “If I hadn't of lit into him the way I did. he might not have—■” he broke off hastily, and substituted, “everything might have been all right. So you see, I’ve got my share to think on, same as you have." This humility was so new to the old man's manner that Mary hardly could credit her senses. It made it easier for her to know that he blamed himself, too. “Well—forgive and forget. That’s all we can do.” “Oh, I can forgive,” Mary assured him, earnestly, "but I can’t forget —not till I’ve found out the truth.” “Well, bless you, child, I won’t stop you. Go ahead. But if you run afoul of Emily Ann Ruyther, don't say I didn't warn you.” Mary laughed and snapped her fingers. “Oh. that for Emily Ann! Dirk’s

ail that matters, and he’s going to help me—he told me so last night.” a a a AT the recollection of what else he had told her last night, her eyes were starry and her lips smiled irrepressibly. “Everything all right between you, eh?” Mr. Jupiter was an excellent observer, and he saw his answer written in her face. “That's good.” Stabbing her grapefruit thoughtfully. Mary wondered whether she ought to tell him of her plans. In a way, it was like “giving notice” — but r.hen she wasn't employed here any more, really. At least, her only duties seemed 1 td be playing cribbage, and writing a few notes saying that Mr. Jupiter was sorry, but he would be unable to attend, etc. Her salary still was paid regularly every week. Mr. Jupiter had insisted on that, since she was staying on merely to please him. But somehow she had a feeling that it might be bad luck to speak of it to a third person, just yet. The idea that she was to be married Saturday—tomorrow—was so new, so thrillingly imminent, that she was not used to it yet herself. She would be sorry to leave, for all the grief she had known here. "I suppose you haven’t heard any more from Mr. Bruce?” she asked. n a THE old man's face clouded. Mary instantly regretting having brought up the subject. He put down his spoon, abandoning liis breakfast. “Not—a—line,” he said slowly, lapsing into the weak, hoarse voice he had used ever since his wife’s death. It was strange how quickly he seemed to change personalities lately. When his mind was taken off his i troubles he seemed vigorous, stal- ! wart, every inch the forceful man of business. Whenever he thought of his dead wife or his absent son, he | seemed to shrivel with age. His very voice became weak and querulous, and he had the look of a dying man. Mary thought, “I wonder if I ought to talk to Dr. Jordan about him before I go away.” Responsibility tugged at the wings of her happiness. She must go—she had given Dirk her word. Someone could be found to take her place and keep him amused until Bruce came. That was another strange thing. What on earth could be keeping Bruce? She considered sending him a cablegram herself, stressing his father’s ill health. But if his mother’s death did not bring him, could anything else be expected to? Once more she dismissed the matter as something that did not concern her, and turned her thoughts to her own affairs. She ought to go about her shopping at once, if she expected to finish today. She had a few hundred dollars in the bank —it would be enough. Time was the important thing. Mr. Jupiter still was staring at the tablecloth, fingering it absently, nursing some inner hurt that made his face too terrible and stern to bear. tt tt tt ""IirHAT would you like to do Wthis morning?” Mary, heard herself asking faintly, and could have boxed her own ears. There might be fittings—heavens, she couldn’t nearly accomplish all she must if she waited until this afternoon— “Eh? The old man came out of the brown study that enveloped him. “Oh, I’m going down with Miller to look over ‘The Gypsy.’ Jordan thinks sea air—may take a cruise if I can get the right crew.” (To Be Continued)

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Answer for Yesterday

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