Indianapolis Times, Volume 43, Number 181, Indianapolis, Marion County, 8 December 1931 — Page 13

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CHAPTER FORTY-EIGHT IT was Louise who finally cleared it all up lor them—with what facts De Loma's confession gave them. Starkly beautiful in her grief, the old artificiality wiped away by the utter genuineness of her emotion, she sat stiffly erect in her chair while the others heard what she had to tell. Bruce was not here, but that was just as well, for he must have been hurt horribly by the revelation that the woman he loved never had loved him at all. He had been only a rich man's son to her, while the scapegrace De Loma—who, as Mary suspected, had neglected to divorce her—had been the real and only love of her life. De Loma was not a count, of course, nor even a true Spaniard. Just a youth of mixed blood and obscure heritage, born in the little country town on the Dixie highway where Bates had encountered him, staring at the courthouse steeple in such peculiar fashion. That was an odd thing, but easily understood when you knew what the tragedy of his ill-starred life had been. Even as a limber-legged youth, he had had aspirations—to be a human fly! More daring than the others, he had enjoyed impressing them with his reckless ability, and before long he had become a professional, traveling about with a manager who talked stores into paying him to carry their advertising signs on his back as he climbed public buildings. Enrique De Loma was too much of a name for the typographers, however, and less musical—his manager believed —than the English version of his name. Thus he became "Harry Hill, the Human Fly” on all the posters. Afterward w r hcn he branched out into other professions he often used the name as an alias. This accounted for Bowen’s inability to uncover his police record. But what, Bates interrupted at this point, had the village courthouse to do with all this? Was it merely sentiment that carried him ba'ck to gaze upon it years afterward? an tt “TTE fell, you see,’’ Louise exJljL plained. Apparently she sawnothing funny in her lover’s choice of occupation; it was all bitterly real to her. "He—possibly he tried to—how do you say it?—show off a little, for the benefit of the home folks. But the sun was in his eyes, and he missed his step. "He was badly hurt—his bones were broken in many places. But hr got well. He did not mind the broken bones, but it made him horribly sad that he no longer could be the greatest ‘Human Fly’ in the world. For you see, he had lost his nerve. "He could not bear high places after that. It was dreadful. He told me about it when we went to Paris on our honeymoon, and I wished him to take me up in the Eiffel tower. Even an elevator used to make him ill. He, who had never known what fear was! “I alone knew and I pitied him. He wanted to prove his courage to me. to show me he was not altogether a coward. He did daring things—he became a gambler and a thief. "He had to be brave, for he could not enter by the window, as some do —he had to bluff his way in, and people might see and identify him. But they never did. He was supremely clever, or he never would have evaded the police so long. They knew all about him, but they could not prove anything—really. "Asa matter of fact, he was credited with many jobs that he did not do. If he entered a house it was by a ruse, never by the upstairs window! He would have died first.” tt a a \ T the word "died” a spasm of pain crossed her face and she began to cry. "I can not tell any more,” she sobbed. "He left you?” Bates prodded. Louise wiped her eyes and nodded. "He knew w-hat my work was. He should have believed that I did not have any love for the men I duped. Stupid fools! Again and again I told him what donkeys they w ? ere, to let themselves be fleeced by a clever woman.

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"He did not always believe me. There was one man, who kept coming to see me eve 1 after he knew—what I was after—his money. I kept these visits secret from Enrique to stop his jealousy. He found out and belieyed I had been unfaithful to him. He—beat me. Then*he went away. "I saw him again, several times, but he never came back to me. When I saw him again at the hotel, I knew I loved him still. I gave him money when he asked for it. How could I help it?” "And the bracelet? You didn’t trust him much, did you?” "I trusted him not at all,” she replied calmly. "Love is one thing, and money is another. Is it not so?” "Did he tell you anything about the Jupiter robbery, and where he got the bracelet?” "He told me, but not whose house it was he robbed. That partner of his waited under the balcony and he threw the jewels down to him. "He thought he might be stopped going out, but he wasn't, walked right out and into his car and drove away. He was frightened of going out by the window. "That was why he didn’t get the necklace —the woman rushed to the balcony, and he was afraid to follow her. "He got nothing but the bracelet, really. His partner took the rest and fled—after they ran down the boy.” She rolled her eyes in Mary’s direction. "Mon Dieu, was he angry when he learned who had got the bracelet! I would hang him, he said, by my stupidity. But he was wrong. It w-as not I. It was she !” "What of Bruce?” Bates asked in a low tone. There was no reproarh in it—merely curiosity. Louise shifted uneasily. -Tic will marry the sweet child voider, and have many babies, no doubt,” she said. "Whoa!” Dirk exclaimed. "I’ll have something to say about that.” Mary moved over and sat on the arm of his chair, his arm went about her possessively. "Bruce will go back to his first love, perhaps,” Mary spoke up. "His minting. He has neglected it long enough.” n n n THEY were nearing Key West now. The tug had put a line aboard the “Gypsy” and in a moment hauled her free frem the reef with no appreciable damage to her bottom. Mary had sent a radiogram to George Bowen in care of his friend on the Miami paper, telling him of the Fly’s confession, and ending: “Have minister at dock. You’re to be best man.” Just after sunset they put to alongside the pier at key West, and the first man aboard was Bowen, looking for all. the world like the cat that ate the cream. "How in the world did you get here so soon?” Mary asked, as he wrung her hand and greeted Dirk effusively. "The paper sent me down in a plane,” he explained. "Paper? What paper?” "One of the best. When you deserted, I had to get a jcb quick—no money, no meat—so I bulled them into putting me on the afternoon paper down there. "Man can’t take a job on a morning paper when he’s married. Let the young bloods do that.” Mary gasped. “Married? You?” She pretended dismay. "And just yesterday I thought I was the lucky maiden!” He flushed a trifle under her good-humored gibe, but quickly regained his poise. If it hurt to remember his unrealized hopes, he quickly hid it. "Thought I’d give the minister something to do on the w ? ay down,"’ he said. "Bella came along and we were married in the plane. Only time we had —no tirrfe for a honeymoon even. "Pair of lucky kids, you are! I suppose you’ll be taking your honeymoon on this neat little packet, and don’t I envy you? Oh, well, some gets the bone and some gets the gravy—that’s life!” He was chattering to put himself at ease. a tt n “'T'HANKS for those clippings,” A Mary told him. "They saved ' the day. Louise simply wilted when

they were shown to her. Threw’ Bruce overboard like an old shoe, and tried to salvage anything she could out of the wreck of her plans." "What are you going to do with the necklace?” Mary smiled bitterly. "Give it to you for a wedding present. Want it?” "Not in my family, thank you! I’ll have troubles enough without it.” He held his hand about a foot from the door, then raised it to two feet then three. .Bowen rose abruptly in the midst of this foolery and demanded, "Can a rpan qpench his thirst on this ship?” "Hi, steward!” Dirk called, and made various requisitions which that worthy trotted off rapidly to fill. "I got a by-lined story on the strength of your radiogram,” Bowen confided. "Wouldn’t be surprised if I’m city editor by this time. "Going to stay down here and raise oranges and a little hell on the side—no more New York for me! I suppose you’ll be going back to queen it in sassiety, Mrs. Ruyther?” Mary blushed at the unexpected use of her soon-to-be name. “I think I’d like to settle down somewhere and just live quietly for a while,” she laughed. “I’ve had enough excitement for a while,” she laughed. "Do you think your wife will give our wedding a nice little story in your paper? If she will she 'an have the first and last story we’ll ever give the press.” "No fooling? That’s nice of you! It’ll be quite a feather in her cap, honest. She’s over at the hotel now. You’d like her,” he added with sudden irrelevance. "I do like her,” Mary affirmed. And then, aware that things were growing a little strained between them, she excused herself and left Dirk and his best man-to-be to finish their drinks together. n tt tt PREPARATIONS were being made to remove Bruce to a hospital, and while they waited for the ambulance, Mary was allowed to see him for a minute. He was a changed man, she saw instantly, in more ways than one. "Louise has gone ashore,” she told him diffidently. His face darkened, but he did not look uphappy. “That’s all over,” he said. "I meant to tell her so, but if she’s gone, so much the better. Tell me about De Loman. Did I—is he—dead?” "He’s dead. But you didn’t kill him. ft was the fall did that. Where did you get your gun?” He looked surprised. "Why, your young man gave it tc me the night we left Miami. He wasn’t able to protect you himself, and he swore me in as deputy,” he smiled wryly. "He was pretty badly worried about you, but too stubborn to tell you. I guess—between us—we’ve thought some pretty hard things about—and none of them true.” Mary gave him her hand, and a smile of complete friendliness. "Anyway, I’ll he leaving soon.” Bruce did not release her hand as quickly as he might have done. He seemed to be hanging on to his courage, trying to say something that cost him an effort. Finally he managed to blurt it out: “I’ll be taking care of dad from now on. You needn’t worry about that. I wanted you 7 to know,” he ended lamely, badly embarrassed by this lapse into sentiment, but in deadly earnest nevertheless. He looked up as his father entered the room, radiant with pride and happiness. "Mary, my girl ” he began, and his voice broke. Mary turned away, unable to speak. He stopped her, held her chin tightly between his thum and bfinger, while he forced the gray eyes to look into his. "Take the Gypsy for your honeyj moon, if you want her,” he said. "And when you’re through gypsy- ! ing around, I want you to bring your husband and—come home.” Mary kissed him swiftly, and ran, tears blinding her. She found Dirk and Bowen seated where she had left them, glasses in hand. Dirk, the prospective bridegroom, frowned seriously at Bowen the bridegroom, and held out a hand that shook with a hightly realistic imitation of the palsy. The ice in his glass rattled furiously. "Like that? Is that the way it gets you?” he asked. "And what do you do if you forget the ring?” Bowen's imitation of a bored man of the world was highly unconvincing. "Oh, you get used to it,” he drawled. "Now, w’hen I was married the first time ” He saw Mary and stopped, grinning impishly. "Does your wife know where you are?” she demanded, shaking her finger at him shrewishly. "Oh. I’m going! I’m going!” he whined. And went. THE END.

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There came to his ears a low whistle and moving in its direction Tarzan saw the Red Flower of Zoram. ‘You, too, are a prisoner?” she asked. ‘ This, then, is our end! I do not know what they will do to you. I already know my fate, but I tell you, neither Carb nor any of his tribe shall have me!” As they talked, presently a warrior near them awakened and stretched himself. Walking around the cave he aroused the other warriors, saying to each, "Come, it is the time of the council.”

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