Indianapolis Times, Volume 43, Number 268, Indianapolis, Marion County, 18 March 1932 — Page 27

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BEGIN' HRRK TODAY KLUCN ROSSITEK beautiful 20-vear-falls In love with LARRY HARROWCATE. vouok artist* whom *h* meet* at Dreamland, a dance hall where she Work* as a hostess. I.arrv It engaged to ELIZABETH BOWES, debutante, but navs attentions to Ellen until hi* fiancee returns from Europe. Bellevln* Larrv Is lost to her. Ellen etrrees to marry STEVEN BARCLAY. 57 years old and wealthy, who has nald hosplta 1 expense* for her brother. MIKE, tnlured In a street accident. Ellen knows such a marriage will nrovicV- for her mother MOLLY ROSSITER. and make It possible for her sister. MYRA, to marry BERT ARMSTEAD. Barclay has been married and divorced. Scandal accompanied his divorce from LEDA GRAYSON, dancer, and fearing this talk mav be revived, he and Ellen agree to keep their marriage secret until they sail for Europe. Barclay want* to settle a fortune on Ellin, but she persuades him to wait until fater the ceremony. Barclay’* lawyer. SYMES. regards Ellen as a golddigger. In a double marriage In a small Connecticut town Barclay and Ellen and Mvra and Armstead are married. They depart and almost Immediately Byrnes arrives, demanding to see Barclay. No one knows where the couple have gone. Ellen and Barclay drive to his Long Island home. The girl is terrified, knows her marriage has been a mistake. She reads In a newspaper that Larry’s engagement to Elizabeth Bowes Is broken. Barclay comes to Ellen’s bedroom. The girl faints from terror, recovers conscloutmess to find that her husband has suffered a heart attack. , She calls for help and doctors and nurses arrive Svmes arrives. Ellen believes her husband is dying and Is overwhelmed with grief. NOW GO ON WITH THE STORY CHAPTER THIRTY-EIGHT (Continued) Ellen was on her knees beside the bed. She was holding the cold, slender hands and begging Steven to speak to hes. “Steven Steven, can’t you hear me? It’s Ellen!” She looked up at Symes. “I think he stirred.” In a passion of grief and fear, Ellen watched Steven’s gray, lined face. The heavy eyes opened. They were vacant as empty windows. “It’s—it’s Ellen!” she whispered. This time she saw the shadow of a smile on the stricken man’s face. The colorless lips were forming words ’ “My—beloved—wife.” Ellen bowed her head, sent up a silent and grateful prayer. She felt confident and strong, believing that she could snatch him back from death.

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Steven’s heavy hand was on her hair; rested against her cheek. She knew he was struggling to speak and shook her head. She whispered that he must be quiet. The man’s eyes turned to Symes and seemed to call the lawyer to the bedside. Symes drew closer. mum ELLEN did not see the faces of watching physicians. She did not know that no matter how passionate Steven’s desire to live might be, he had no chance. His overtaxed heart was beating more and more slowly. “Let him talk,, Mrs. Barclay,” said one of the watchers. “It can do no harm now.” At that Ellen knew. She knelt on the floor, stroking Steven’s hand as the slow, bitter tears she restrained seemed to drop one by one on her heart. “Symes,” Steven's voice barely stirred the stillness. “Here I am, old man,” Symes said heavily. "It’s all right,” he told the dying man. “Don’t worry about the settlements. I’ll take care of—Mrs. Barclay. Everything shall be as you wished." The lawyer stepped back from the pool of light circling the bed. Ellen was to have those last few minutes alone with Steven. She clung to his hand more tightly. No one thought he would speak again. Slowly he was sinking into the darkness. Just before the end his lips moved again. The words were barely above a whisper. “Smile—my darling—smile for me.” She smiled. tt a tt THE rest was nightmare. The girl remembered being taken away from the bedroom. She remembered crying because Steven was dead and crying for her mother and that presently someone told her her mother would come. She remembered drinking something hot and refusing food brought to her on a tray. The nurse came and went from

the room where Ellen lay huddled on the golden divan on which Steven had sat the night before. Outside the sky was of brass and not a breath of wind stirred. Ellen cried softly, steadily, endlessly, with a horrible conviction that her tears never would stop. Why was Molly so long in coming? Ellen needed her desperately. After a while Fergus appeared and said that Symes would like to see her. Ellen arose and went into the green and gold bath and dashed cold water on her face. She managed to stop crying. Fergus still was waiting when she returned. “Did you telephone my mother?” she asked. The butler only looked at her a little strangely from his sunken eyes and hurried out the door. She felt dull surprise at his manner, but that was all. When Symes strode into the room her face was pale, ravaged with fatigue and tears, but it wore a valiant smile. “Sit down, my dear,” the lawyer told her. “I know you’ve had a terrible ordeal.” The note of sympathy in his voice, the first she had heard that morning, almost blasted Ellen’s self-control. She wondered why she had thought once that she dislike Symes. “That’s good of you,” she said forlornly. “I’ve been crying and crying oh, if only there were something I could do for him!” “There is,” Symes told her. “You can be brave.” “I know,” she said, raising helpless, childish eyes to him. “I’m— I’m trying, but if only my mother would get here —!” The man hesitated, cleared his throat, looked with infinite pity at the littl e figure before him. He drew her, unresisting, to the sofa beside him, cleared his throat and again fell silent. At last he spoke. “You mother isii’t coming.” “She’s not coming?” Ellen repeated and felt a cold hand on her heart. “What is it?” she cried in a loud, strange voice. “Is it my brother? Is he worse? Is that what you’re keeping from me?” Her hands trembled and her eyes were pits of horror as though she could not bear this second calamity. “No, it’s not that,” Symes was quick to reassure her. “Your brother’s in no danger. I asked Fergus not to carry out your request because I think it would be better if I took you to your mother.” ELLEN shook her head as though she could not understand what he was saying. “My place is here with my husband,” she insisted, closing and unclasping her cold hands. “My dear child,” Symes said painfully, “you’re making this uncommonly difficult for me, but I must tell you.” Again Ellen felt herself in the grip of rising horror. Symes’ eyes frightened her. “Go on,” she whispered. Her bravery wrung the man’s heart. He had not known it could be so hard. “There’s a technicality about the marriage,” he muttered in an uncertain note in his voice. “I think it would be best for you to avoid reporters for a few days.” “It it’s about the money,” Ellen said slowly, her pale cheeks flushing, “I told Steven and I told you, too, that I don’t care about it. “He—did so much for me before. I don’t want any more. I just want to be with him till the—the end—” “It isn’t about the money,” Symes said, avoiding her eyes. His glance was on the tips of his trim, immaculate boots. “It’s about the marriage.” Ellen’s bewildered eyes were watching him. “I don’t know what you mean,” she said in a nervous effort, “but

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if it’s something about the license, we didn’t get one. The minister was going to mail it later —” mam SYMES resisted with difficulty the pleading, frightened glance. He felt the girl’s cold, desperate fingers tugging at his wrist. “I tried to reach Steven yesterday,” he explained fumblingly, cursing himself for his lack of ease. ‘T tried all last evening, but he wouldn’t answer the telephone. He didn’t know what I wanted. “Yesterday Leda Grayson had Steven’s divorce from her set aside. Ten days ago she slipped down to

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the Mexican court that granted it, bribed someone and, well—that’s all. I only heard the news yesterday afternoon, but the papers last night and this morning were full of it.” “That means—?” Ellen whispered, whitening. “Oh, no—it can’t mean that!” she cried out desperately. “Why we were married in a church, he and I, by a minister. Mother was there and Myra—so it can’t mean that. It can’t!” “I’m afraid it does,” Symes told her wearily. “There’s liable to be an ugly scandal and I can do nothing for you. You’ll have to keep a

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stiff upper lip. We’ll do all we can, of course.” “But I don’t understand at all!” Ellen said brokenly. “Steven secured a Mexican divorce,” Symes explained patiently. “It was against my advice, against the advice of all his friends and advisers. He wanted to protect that woman he married. “He could have divorced her In this state easily, but he chose Mexico. Mexican divorces are recognized in New York only if both parties consent to them.”

—By Ahern

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never had service. There’s no legal proof she did because she’* done away with it.” “But I—l don’t understand at all!” Ellen said painfully, feeling this burning humiliation, this final indignity would kill her. “You must understand and be grave. If Steven were living, the whole thing could be fought out in court with him to stand back of you. As it is, you stand alone. (To Be Continned)

—By Edgar Rice Burroughs

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