Indianapolis Times, Volume 43, Number 225, Indianapolis, Marion County, 28 January 1932 — Page 15

JAN. 28, 1932_

THREE KINDS cf LOVE ®. BY KAY CLEAVER i STRAHAN

CHAPTER FORTY-FOUR -XJO.I think not,*’ Joe Hill told Ann over the telephone. 1 “The garage people said that he mentioned Bluemount for tonight, and his landlady said she heard him *wv that he was going to Bluemount. ‘There is a popular resort there, you know. They may have gone there lor—well, first, and planned to go north later. I don’t know what it's worth, but his landlady aid he seemed a decent enougn lellow—quiet at least, and not a drinker nor a drug addict. “She claimed to like him. Said he paid his bills. 1 couldn't get anything around the theater—nobody seemed to know anything about him. I'll. be getting along now. "I think I’ll start scouting the highways. Heard from Uncle Chaney?” “He called. But only to find out about the make of the car.” “All right. Don’t give up hope. I’ll call later.” The telephone bell. ‘‘Miss Fenwick, Ermintrude says that the man said he was only 22 years old. That Is better, isn’t it, than if he were older? And, dear, from what Ermintrude says, I am sure that as yet everything has been —well, perfectly harmless.” “As yet,,’’ said Ann. ‘‘Yes. But she’s only a child, and we ll get, her home again. We'll find ways to keep her happy and sweet. She'll forget. “I want so much to help you, later. I’ve been thinking of jvays I can help—when we get her home again—if you’ll let me. I must. I —l Well, I'll call you later.” Ann thought,, “Now, isn’t that odd? That pretty, fat little Mrs. Hill is crying, and I’m not crying at, all.” , She waited. f The telephone bell. 9 “Hello. Hello. Walnut 5845? Hold the line, please. Long distance is calling Miss Pennywick from Cutter.” Cutter? What a queer name. Where was there a place named Cutter? Perhaps Marv-Frances was sorry. Had changed her mind. Dear, dear God, if you will, please—- “ Here’s your party. Go ahead, please.” “Hello. Hello. Oh, that you Miss Fenwick? This is Hostctter speaking—Chaney Hostetter. I’m out here at a place named Fenwick—no, Cutter, I mean. “Well, the constable says that a couple passed through here this evening going lickety-cut in a car as described. About 6 o’clock. Lickety-cut—he could just see that it was a fellow and a girl. Os course, there are lots of yellow cars and all—still, I don’t know. Heard from Joe?” “Yes. He says that the man did have a desk that he said he had to return to Denver, and that he has taken it with him.” a a a “T TG-HUH? Well, I kind of U thought that from the first, j Now, what I was thinking was j that I might as well come in and gel hold of Joe and—well, kind of put this thing up to the police I after all. “If that was them passing j through here in the yellow car j they're headed for Denver —but it ; isn’t going to do much good for me to trail along after them, three ; hours behind, in his broken down old boat of mine. “We could get telegrams going on ahead—lndia, Mendel Springs, Topknot Point— I got a road map here—so on. What do you think?” “Oh, yes. I think yes. Perhaps I’d best get in touch with the police right away and not wait for Mr. Hill.” “Haven't heard yet from the folks that, went to Bluemount?” “No. I don’t understand it. I'm expecting a call every second now. There must have been time.” “Well, I’ll tell you what. You wait till you hear from the folks at Bluemount. There’s a dog’s chance from that direction. “If I was you, I’d wait and let Joe or me go to the police. It’s a man’s Job; not a lady’s. If you hear from Joe, you tell him what I said. I’ll come right on in now." Ann waited. The telephonee bell. “Miss Fenwick, I was thinking. Mr. Ecroyd is a lawyer, isn’t he? If he knows the district attorney, and we do have to go to the police,

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mightn’t he be able to keep it out of the paper?” “I thought of that, Mrs. Hill. He’s a friend of the district attorney’s. But he isn’t at home. I can’t reach him. But Mr. Hostetter just telephoned, and he said . . “O, I don’t know, dear,” Mrs. Hill disputed, when Ann had finished telling her what Uncle Chaney had said. “No, (I don’t knQw. To me it seems so important to keep it absolutely quiet.” “Not as important as getting her home again. No. Not nearly.” “Well, dear—yes. More important, In some ways. It isn’t as If she didn't have to go on with her life, and her school and so on, right here in Portland.” B H U ‘ T>UT she doesn't. She wouldn't, 13 at all. I could take her away —anywhere. I’ve had an opportunity lately—l’ve decided, positively, this evening to accept it. “I can take her some place where it has never been heard of. We can live there—always. Switzerland—anywhere. I can take good care of her. Give her things—” “I know. But she is so young. And scandals do follow —come up—” “Only, you see, Mrs. Hill,” Ann's voice was low and formal, “scandals don’t matter. You —she is my sister. My baby sister. You see—that is all that matters. She is my baby sister. * “And I have to get her back. I have to get her with me and take care of her. You take good care of Ermintrude. Mary-Frances is my baby sister and—” “Dear, I know. I know.” Mrs. Hill was crying again. “But it is her life, not yours. You haven't heard from Bluemount, of course?” “No, but—” “Wait, at least, until you do. Wait until Joe comes back, and we’ll all talk It over again together. Please. I’m older than you are. Such things—l Well, I’ll call you later.” Ann waited. The telephone bell. “Hello. Walnut 5845? Long distance calling Miss Fenwick from Proutville.” “I am Miss Fenwick.” “Hello. Hello, Proutville. Here’s your party. Go ahead, please.” “Ann, they aren't at Bluemount.” “Are you sure? Cissy, are you sure?” u u “'T'HERE’S only one hotel there, X and one store, and a few little houses. Every one knows every one else. We—we have to be sure.” “Cissy—Cissy—Cissy—Cissy—” “Don’t, dear. Don’t.” “Where are you now? Why didn’t you call me from Bluemount?” “The long distance place was closed. This is the first town where we could put through a call. We’re coming right in, and—” “But what will we do? What will we do? I don’t care what any one says, I’m going to the police I’m—” “Wait, Ann. Barry says his uncle knows a man who could keep it out of the papers.” “I can’t stand it any longer. We need real help.” “But you have to. As Barry says, it isn’t as if the police could reach right out and get her immediately. They can't. But just one little paragraph about Jonathan Fenwick’s granddaughter, and MaryFrances will be beyond the pale. Barry says—” “I don’t care what Barry says. She may he somewhere this minute. frightened, crying, trapped—” “You’re thinking about moving pictures.’’ “How can you!” “Ann, I don’t want to be mean. But she is my sister, too, and—” “Wait. Someone is at the front door. It might be—” She ran to the door and wrenched it open. hub PHILIP ECROYD was standing there. He came into the hall and put his arms around Ann. “You beautiful! I’ve come home. Dear, dearest, I got your message, and I came at once. I’d have crawled, Ann. but it took too long—” Ann said: “Don’t. I was talking over the telephone,” and ran back to the dining room. Philip followed her and heard her say: “No. it was only Phil. Yes. Yes. Yes, of course. Yes. I’m sure he

can. Yes. You know how careful he is.” She hung up the receiver. Phil put his arms around her again. “Dearest—you’ll listen and forgive me? Give me one more chance? It was all my fault.” “Never mind,” said Ann, though she stayed in his arms from long habit. “We are in deep, terrible trouble. It is Mary-Frances. Cecily and I have been so full of our own affairs that we have neglected her frightfully. And tonight—” The telephone bell. “Hello!” “Hello, Ann—” Ann swayed a trifle and caught hold of the telephone box. “ this is Mary-Frances.” (To Be Continued)

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