Indianapolis Times, Volume 45, Number 52, Indianapolis, Marion County, 11 July 1933 — Page 15

JULY 11, 1933_

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bfgin mere today Elinor Stafford, 20. falls In love with BARRETT COLVIN 35, who has raturr.td to Naw York aftar yaars abroad Barratt has maCa a nama' for hlmaalf as an arrhaoloatrt. Elinor returns hi* affection but har Jaalou*. scheming mothar LIDA Stafford, breaks up the romance by convincing Barrett that Elinor Is a heartless fllr' Whan Elinor s aunt, MISS ELLA SEXTON die* she leave* her entire fortune to Barratt. Than drunken VANCE CARTER shoots BENTWELL STAFFORD Elinor father Barrett, who does not want the Sexton fortune tells the girl that If she will marry him and live In his home as a guest for a year he will give the entire sum to her to divide among the relatives. Elinor agrees, knowing the money may save her father s Ufa The marriage taka* place next day. Barratt, atlll believing the lies Lida has told him. flnda himself failing in love with Elinor again. NOW OO ON WITH THE STORY CHAPTER TWENTY-SIX TTJARRETT found Marcie as nervous as an undisciplined woman may be when she is forced to wait for the hour she dreads. She was lying, surrounded by many pillows, on an old French sofa upholstered In turquoise. Marcia drew his head down, kissed him and patted his cheek with one small hand. All the miserable morning—all her mornings were miserable now—she had tried to think only of his happiness and to forget her fears. But ryi matter how she tried she could not manage it. Marcie knew that, if Elinor should And out about Gerald, Barrett would explain. And if he explained, Elinor would be sure to tell her mother. Or some friend. What girl would not? After that the whisper would travel, and Dick would find out. And if Dick found out he would never, never forgive her. She was growing more certain of that fact every day. She had tested him. She had lain wakeful the whole night, trying to be decent about it, to be happy for Barrett; but failing. knowing only fear. Barrett said bluntly, “It’s about 110 in here, Marcia, It’s no wonder you feel ill—” How well he remembered Marcia’s mother’s last days. The overheated room in which she preferred to gasp, the sickening odors of flowers. “Marcia,” he went on gently, “you should have some windows open. Have you been out at all today?” “I’m not well enough,” she answered moodily. "You don’t realize ! how' ill I am. Barrett. No man could—or would if he could!” she ended bitterly.” n tt tt TJ E sat down in a straight chair 1 that was near her sofa. He hoped she was not going to act as she had in the old days. He had come there happily in spite of the twist that fate had given his life. He hoard Marcia’s voice again. She varied her refrain. “I am very, very ill, Barrett!” she stated. He studied her, frowning, sorry for , her but nevertheless irritated. Marcia pushed the jet-black curling hair away from her moist forehead. “It is worry that is killing me!” she went on. “I ought not to be w'orried now'—and Dick would never forgive It! I know he wouldn’t.* I know it!” Barrett waited. She was leading up to something that she meant to ask. He knew her ways all too well. “What particularly,” he probed as gently as he could, “is worrying you, Marcia?” She wiped the palms of her small hands on a handkerchief before she spoke. “The idea of your telling Elinor about —Gerald!” she stated. He made no answer. He had had no intention of telling Gerald's story to Elinor, yet lie did not want to promise Marcia that ne would never tell. A time might come when Elinor would ask questions and have every right to know the truth. “She would—talk!” Marcia went on. her voice low' and pulsing. “No. Marcia. She wouldn’t.”

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THE woman laughed acidly. “No?” she murmured with a lingering, upward inflection She lay back “I hope I shall die!” she said. “I think I can easily by not wanting to live. Ido not want to live under this threat which you continue to hold over me!” “Is that quite fair?” he asked, knowing he was acting a fool in trying to reason with her. Again she sat upright. “Is it fair,” she demanded bitterly, “for me to pay and pay for the fact that I was a child—a trusting child—craving warmth and held down by an old man who knew nothing of the needs of my nature? And I believed you,” she ended with a change of tone, “when you said you would not help me!” "Haven’t I tried to help you?” Barrett asked. “Go! Go now and tell her!” Marcia exclaimed. She began to 1 tear at the small cushions with hands that found strength in her frenzy. Barrett caught her hands and held them. It was no easy job with her maddened struggling. "Hush!” he ordered. “Do you want to hear w-hat I'm going to say to you?” “Not unless —unless—!” she wailed. “You win!” he said loudly. Her sobs died. I promise you that I will not tell Elinor the truth about Gerald no matter what she thinks of me. Does that satisfy you?” an a HE dropped her hands, stood away. “Darling!” she murmured, smiling up at him with lips that trembled. He shook his head. She had forced him to make a promise that might do aw r ay with any possibility of understanding between him and Elinor. He had wanted, above all things, that Elinor should respect him, to think of him with a shudder. “It is most unfair to you, Marcia,” he said slow'ly. He moved toward the hall. “Barry!” she called, appealing. For the first time in his life he did not answer that call. She rose as quickly as she could to follow him. “Where are you going” she exclaimed. “To my wife,” he answered ly"l haven’t said one word about —vour happiness—” she murmured, i He smiled grimly. She had, per- ! haps, said several words about his ! happiness. Time would prove that. ! Marcia was weeping when Dick arrived. Dick Radnor muttered his comment as his hand moved over Marcia's hair. “I understand that, dearest,’ he confided. “You’ve hated the Stafford family’s dishonesty, paraded in the way they tried to deceive old Miss Ella Sexton in order to get her money, haven’t you?” She sobbed deeply and he held her closer. “We don’t understand that sort of thing, do we, dear?” he ended. Her “No!” was hysterical; too loud. Then suddenly she smiled, relaxed. Barrett never broke a promise and Barrett had promised her that he would never tell Elinor the truth about Gerald. (To Be Continued) ERSKINE WILL LEAVES ESTATE TO WIDOW, SON Value of Property of Former Auto Magnate Not Estimated. By United Perns SOUTH BEND. July 11.—'The will of A. R. Erskine, South Bend auto magnate who committed suicide recently, was filed for probate here Monday. It was drawn June 17. and leaves two-thirds of his estate to his widow and one-third to his adopted son, A. R. Erskine Jr. Value of the estate is unknown, but Erskine once was reported to have been worth $15,000,000. He was president of the Studebaker Corporation.

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"I wish I had your philosophy," said Olga, “but I'm afraid I have abandoned hope." “You were not born and reared in the jungle by wild beasts and among wild beasts, or you would possess, as I do, the fatalism of the jungle,” said Tarzan. "Come. We will move on.” Though the girl objected, say ■ he must not waste his strength, he lifted •% lightly.

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Thus, moving off up the canyon, followed by Roger, they had gone but a short distance when the ape-man suddenly stopped. Again he listened intently. This time the others also heard. Silently they waited. The distant hum came nearer. Was it to.be another forlorn hope? Then, high above the canyon, Tarzan saw a British plane circling.

—By Edgar Rice Burroughs

The sunlight glinted on its whiteness as tha plane appeared and disappeared twice over the narrow gorge opening high above the anxious watchers. Then another appeared. Rescue seemed near—and yet so far! "Remain here,” said Tarzan, “while I see what's up.” They watched him as he clambered up the almost perpendicular cliffs.

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