Indianapolis Times, Volume 44, Number 26, Indianapolis, Marion County, 10 June 1932 — Page 23

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BFGIN HFRF TODAT CHERRY DIXON. 1 and or<*ttv. fall* In leva with DAN PHILLIPS. nawxoatifr r .nnr'r *hom har wailthv. arlatocratle naranta hai' forbidden har 10 *ea, Whan ChT' iarn* Dan a talaohona ma**ga h*' han xaot from har ahe steals out r' tha hon&a to maat him Har fafhar divo'era this and thraat.ana |r <rrd hr to California Charrr dafla* Fim and ha ordar* har to laave "Ha foaa to Dan. tall* him what, ha* hannanad and asks him /> marry har •t a raramonv ; oarformed that night h- a liistlc* of oaace. \>xt dav Charrv make* some pur-rhs-as on a rharge account, but. rat :ns them when her former maid come* V, her and promises to send her t )o*ha*. Charrv look* for an aoartment, but 1* and aoiiraged to find them *o expensive. Dan telephones that ha will bbe delay'd. He tell. Charrv that TONY TOSCALLI canslund chief. 1* expected and that he te saitinc with oflicera who intend to arrest. Toscallt Charrv meat* GARTH HENDRICKS reporter on a rival newspaper, and uncn*rloug|v tall* him about Toscalli VOW GO ON WITH THT. STORY CHAPTF.R FOURTEEN (Continued) WITH genuine surprise. Cherry glanced up. The words seemed to be addressed to her and vet she was sure she must be mistaken. The young man who had spoken teas not a dozen yards away. For a moment Cherry did not recognize him. Then she saw that it was Barth Hendricks, a member of Wellington's younger society crowd whom she knew as well as she knew nv of the others. She had met Hendricks at a Guild tea and once when she had been driving with Grotchen Alden they had given him a lift. “Why, hello.” Cherry said. ‘‘You surprised me. T wasn't expecting to sre any one I knew.” Hendricks smiled. ‘Mind if I sit down here?” he asked. “I loathe eating alone.” As soon as she had indicated that hn was welcome, Hendricks hurried on. i want to offer my best wishes fnr your marriage and all that sort of thing. You know I've met your husband. Fine fellow.” “Do you know Dan?” “Yes. I’m working on the Sentinel. Met him over at headquarters.” Hendricks explained that for two months he had been serving his apprenticeship as a cub reporter. He. said some day he hoped to be a columnist. * Don't you think it's a great game?" he asked. “Don't you get a kirk out of newspaper life?” Oh, I don't know. I did for a while, but there are so many dangers. T wish I could persuade Dan to do something else.” "What? Sav, there’s nothing dangerous about it!” ”1 don't see how you can say that. I'm nearly crazy right this minute worrying about Dan. If he didn’t work on a, newspaper he’d be here with me instead of risking his life with that terrible Tony Toscalli.” "Whnt makes you think he’s with Tony Toscalli?” "He told me himself. I don’t know If he's actually with him. but I know he expects to be. He's down at the union station waiting for Tnscalli's train to get it. They're going to try to arrest Tony and if they there'll be shooting and someone will be hurt. 3 don’t see how I'm going to stand It! I'm almost wild —!” Hendricks ihterrupted to ask questions. Smoothly he tried to reassure her. Os course she was exnggregaling the affair. There was no likelihood that eFcn Tony Toscalli would start a shooting fray in the union station. She was imagining things that could not happen. Cherry listened eagerly. It was

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I encouraging to hear someone else say the things she had tried to convince herself were true. 8e was disappointed when, a few minutes later, Hendricks said blandly: ‘ I'm sorry, but I’ve got to rush a wav. Just remembered I was to meet a man at the Wellington. Nice to have seen you again, Mrs. Phillips. Goodby.” It was after he was gone that Cherry realized what she had done. She had told Dan's big story to a Sentinel reporter. Did Hendricks really mean that he was going to meet someone or was he at this very minute talking to his city editor? CHAPTER FIFTEEN IT was almost midnight when Dan came. “Hello,” he said as he paused at the threshold. “Thought you'd be asleep.” The only light in the room came from the lamp on the table, casting white light in a circle of a dozen feet and leaving the rest in darkness. Cherry sat in the big chair, half obscured by shadows. She | sprang up. , “Oh. I'm so glad you've come! Is everything all right? I thought you'd never get here. I’ve been so worried, Dan!” She slipped her arms about him, clung for an instant and then raised her lips for the kiss she expected. It did not come. Cherry’s startled eyes rose to meet Dan's. She saw that he looked tired and rather pale. “Is anything wrong?” she demanded. He drew away. “Nothing.” he said indifferently, "except that the whole thing was a flop. Mac and I hung around that damned station until every westbound train until tomorrow morning came in. Not a sign of Toscalli. Not unless he knows how to make himself Invisible. “Lord! That’s the sixth story j that's flopped on me this week. Bates swore the tip was authentic. Just talked to him over the phone and he still insists it was. Seems to blame me because the big bozo didn't get here!” Phillips flung himself into a chair. The girl looked down at him. "Aren't, you going to kiss me?” she asked quietly. “Aren’t you—glad to see me?”, “Os course I am.’’ He arose, kissed her cheeks absently and then sat, down again. “What* day!” Dan sighed. “Boy, I wish tomorrow was my day off!” It was the first, time he ever had been remiss in the attentions of a sweetheart. Cherry was hurt. Dan scarcely seemed to realize she was in the room. After worrying all evening about him, this was the way he came back to her! She sank to the floor in front of him. settled herself comfortably and rested one arm op his knees. Cherry was determined to win him from . this mood. Smiling, she looked up. "Maybe I shouldn’t, be,” she said, ; “but I'm glad that terrible man didn’t get here.” -Why?” “Because I was so afraid for you! Think what it, would mean to me i if anything should happen to you. Dan. I couldn’t stand It. I just ! couldn't. That’s why I was so frightened—”

HE put a hand on her shoulder, patted it reaasuredly and told her that she had been a foolish child. That was better. Much better. He was her Dan again and he was smiling. Suddenly Cherry remembered her own conscience was not dear. Not exactly. She said hesitantly: “There’s something I think I should tell you. It's—something I'm afraid I shouldn't have done.” Dan was amused. “Confession?” “Well, something like that.” “What could you have done that is so terrible?” “I don't believe you’ll like it—” “But what is it?” Cherry found it harder to explain about her conversation with Garth Hendricks than she had thought it would be. She told Dan about going to dinner at the Maple Leaf tea rom and seeing Hendricks* there. “Then I really don't know how it happened, but he told me he was on the Sentinel and we began talking about newspaper work and about its being exciting and —well, I said that if you weren’t a newspaper man you’d have been with me instead of with Tony Toscalli.” “Cherry! You didn’t!” “Y-yes. And then he asked some questions and I explained you weren’t really with Tony, but you were waiting for him.” ‘•Did you tell him where?” “I—l guess so. Oh, Dan, I didn’t know you wouldn’t want me to tell. I didn’t know it was wrong!” “Wrong! My God, Cherry, so that's what happened! That’s why Toscalli didn't come. “If the Sentinel thought they could spoil our story—if they had any way to get to him—! Oh, you little idiot, don't you see what you’ve done?” He was on his feet, staring at her half in anger, half in amazement. “Dan!” Apparently Jhe did not even hear her. ‘‘Tf Bates knew about this, he'd fire me in a minute. Yes, he would! Kicked Brown out six weeks ago for less. Do you want me to be fired? Do you? “Lord, I don’t see how you could do such a thing! To give away the biggest story I've had in months—and to a Sentinel reporter, of all people—” “But I didn't mean to. Dan, please—oh, please don’t you see?” “I don’t see anything except that you’ve ruined a great story and nearly lost my job for me! I was a fool to have told you anything. “Well. I've learned one thing—l won’t do it again. To think Mac and I waited around for four hours after you deliberately gave the story to the Sentinel!” at n THE angry words continued. Phillips was tired and exasperated. He forgot that to Cherry the world of news was a completely foreign place. He forgot he was speaking to the girl whom a few days before he had promised to love and cherish forever. The utter stupidity of what she had done was unthinkable to him. It wai more than stupidity; it was disloyalty. “But I didn’t know it was wrong!” she protested tearfully. “I wouldn't have done it for the world if I'd known!” “Well, from now on please remember that anything you hear about the office is under your hat. It's not to be mentioned to any one! Do you understand?” Cherry had been weeping for several minutes. For the first time Dan seemed to become aware of it. His tone softened. “All right, then,” he said. “We won't say any more about this. Maybe it's not as bad as I thought. Maybe it was something else, that stopped Toscalli.” She did not answer. Cherry had turned away and her face was hidden in her hands. Her shoulders moved slightly and though there was no sound, he knew she was sobbing. Dan watched uncertainly a moment. then moved toward her. “Don’t cry. Cherry,” he said. “It’s going to be all right.” Since she did not speak he came nearer and slipped an arm about the girl. “Don’t,” he said again. “I can’t stand to see you unhappy, Cherry. Look at me. Please, dear!” Still she kept her face averted. From the muffled depths of Dan's tweed shoulder Cherry said halfaudibly. “You—called me an idiot!” “You know I didn't mean it. I was just—well, I just meant you didn't think—” “And you said I wanted to have you fired!” “Oh. now please, darling! Let’s forget about it.” ‘‘But I can't forget! I didn’t dream you'd ever speak to me that way. You wouldn't if you loved me. And if you don’t love me I don’t want to live! Oh. I'm so miserable! I—l just don't care what happens!” MUM THE tears renewed more violently. Dan stroked the dark silken head. He cupped one hand under the girls chin, raised the tearstained face. “Sweetheart,” he whispered. “You

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know I love you. I was a brute to say those things and hurt your feelings. Forgive me, won't you” Tenderly he kissed heT forehead, her cheeks, the lowered eyelids. Cherry was unresponsive. Then the fringed lashes quivf red and her, eyes met his. Bhe said brokenly: “You mean—it's not true? You mean you don’t hate me?” “Hate you? Why, darling, you j know I'm crazy about you! Let's dry those tears now and tell me I'm forgiven. “It was my fault, Cherry, every bit of it, but I’ll never be such an

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of their happiness together had been marred. * m n CNHERRY took up her search for J an apartment again next morning. She acted on knowledge gained the day before and ignored the attractive advertisements of buildings in Eastwood, exploring neighborhoods closer to the downtown section. There were plenty of vacant apartments in the east 40's and 50's, but none of them approached Cherry's ideal of the big studio with sunny windows and a fireplace.

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Most of them were over shops with noisy street cArs clanging past. W r here there were windows, they looked out on dark courts or neighboring buildings that shut off the sunlight. Frayed furniture, ugly walls and floors —and for such quarters the astounding high rental of SSO and S6O a month! Cherry tried not to be discouraged. Last night's experience had made her humble. She must show Dan that she could shoulder her share of the load, that she could play a wife's part. At 5 o'clock she conceded defeat for the day. She had agreed to

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; meet. Dan at the entrant i of the public library at 5:10 and theie w ?,m just about time to keep th~ rp- ! pointment. She arrived exactly on time, but Dan was not there. At last she caught sight of his gray hat In the | crowd crossing the street. He was talking with his head slightly forward. hands in his pockets. Cherry went to meet him and called brightly. “Hello.” The young man looked up. She i knew instantly that something was wrong. Something had happened! I l (To Be Continued!

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