Indianapolis Times, Volume 45, Number 240, Indianapolis, Marion County, 15 February 1934 — Page 19

FEB. 15. 1934

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CHAPTER FORTY-ONE ‘Continued < *■ A window box’ exclaimed Banjnxter. "What In the world made you *uggext that?" "Oh. I dor. t know. I Just thought of It. Are there window boxes at the Shelby Arms 1 " “This is November." Bannister reminded her drily. If there were any last summer I imagine they’ve been removed by this time. The girl nodded I suppose so,” she agreed. "There wouldn t be an..' window boxes now. Well then. Id look somewhere else. Maybe— ' She was interrupted by the ringing of the door bell. Bannister said. "Excu.se me,” and went out into the hall. He opened the door to face a man and a woman The man was well dr f rather heavily built and dark. The woman stood at one side and behind him. It was the man who spoke ‘ Is Miss Juliet France here?” he asked. "We and like to see her.” CHAPTER FORTY-TWO BANNISTER hesitated an instant and then said. ‘ Won t you come In?” The man and woman entered the house. The woman was small, slender and young .coking. She wore a long coat of black fur and a small black hat. Her features were attractive —dark eyes below gracefully arched eyebrows, a smallj nose and generous lip*The man was older, squarely built. His dark overcoat, the hat in his hand, everything about him looked expensive He said brusquely. ”My name's Stuart- Elbert Stuart — and this is my wife Isn t Miss France here? They told us we and find her here —” His voice was brusque and rather loud. There were footsteps in the living-room and then Juliet France appeared, framed in the doorway. "Juliet!” the woman cried, rushing forward Their arms were around each other. Juliet France kissed the newcomer. She said. ”Oh. Helen--!” and then kissed her again. Stuart spoke up. “I don't know if you realize what you've done. Juliet." he said sternly. "We’ve had a terrible time trying to find you. You should have thought of vour pa rents—” The girl raised her head quickly. •'Do they know?" she demanded. "Well—we've managed to keep it from them so far. But your sister's been nearly frantic.” His wife turned. "Don't Elbert!” she said. "Don't scold her now.” She held the girl more closely in her arms. "Oh. Juliet!" she exclaimed. "I'm so glad we’ve found you! I'm so glad to know you're all right!” Bannister had been looking from one to the other, trying to make out what was happening Suddenly Juliet France remembered him. She turned. “This Is my sister.” she explained, “and her husband. Helen, this is Mr. Bannister. He anti his aunt have been so wonderful to me. They’re taken me into their home and done so much for me—” Stuart stepped forward "I’d like to have a talk with Mr. Bannister,” he said. “Can you girls leave us alone for a little while?” Juliet looked at her sister. ” We'll go upstairs,” she said. Arm in arm, they went up the staircase. "Come in here.” Bannister invited. motioning toward the living room. He led the way and Elbert Stuart followed. 'No doubt.” the newcomer began when he was seated. “I should explain this intrusion. On behalf of my wife's family I want to thank you fer all you have done for Miss France.” , "But I'm afraid I don't understand!” a a a STUART waved this aside. "That's why I thought we should have this talk. My wife and I arrived in Tremont just a few hours ago.

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Our home is in Chicago. I’m a law- | •. . r Mr Bannister.” He added, con- I fidentially. McCook. Hartridge <fc | Stuart. We left Chicago last night | after we'd read this—" He fumbled in a pocket of his j coat and drew out a crumpled news- j paper clipping which he handed to i Bannister. It was a vividly written j account of Tremont's recent murder, ( with the part of Juliet France, the j mystenous. blond suspect" prominently featured. •'Mv wife and I were not sure,” Stuart went on. "that the girl mentioned in that newspaper account was really Juliet until we armed here. But Mrs. Stuart was worried and nothing would do but we must make the trip." He shook his head sadly. "This is a terrible thing!” Bannister had been eyeing him perplexedly. How did you know that Miss France was here?" he asked. They told us at police headquarters. Your chief—Henley, i believe the name is. I satisfied him completely that Miss France could not possibly have had anything to do with the serious charges against her. I explained that her conduct was the result of a girlish prank.” Bannister interrupted. ‘‘Just who is Miss France?" he asked The other's eyebrows rose. ‘‘Don’t you know?” Bannister shook his head. "No.” he said. "Miss France hasn't wanted to talk about herself and I didn't like to ask questions.” "You took her into your home—a girl arrested on a murder charge—without knowing who she was?* Elbert Stuart's gaze was Incredulous. "This is my aunt’s home,” Bannister reminded him. "I thought she'd be a good deal more comfortable here than where she was.” a a a QTU ART cleared his throat. “Miss France,” he said, ‘‘is the daughter of Mr. and Mrs. Robert S. France of Evanston. The younger daughter. She's had evefy advantage a girl could have—expensive schools, travel, social advantages—but she's headstrong. Spoiled is what I call it. Allowed to have her own way too much. I suppose that’s how she became acquainted with this orchestra leader. Tracy King.” Bannister straightened but he did not speak. "I don’t know where she met him,” Stuart went on. “but I don’t think it could have been while she was at home. She's away often, visiting with friends. I understand King was good-looking, probably knew' 1 how to impress a foolish young girl. Anyhow." Stuart frowned as he conMnued, “Juliet had a flirtation w r ith : him." “Well. Juliet wrote some foolish love letters to this man. Os course, her father is wealthy. A few weeks ago I guess she began to realize what a reckless thing she had done. Love’s young dream had cooled off. Juliet asked King to return the letters and he told her he would—for a price! "That threat had its effect. I've told you that Juliet was headstrong. She marie up her mind to get the letters back without paying Tracy King a cent. She told her parents she was going to visit a friend in New York. Instead of that she came to Tremont. What happened here you know.” “Juliet, naturally, was horrified at the thought of the scandal if the news should reach her home. She ' did an extraordinarily foolish thing and yet I can understand it. By refusing to tell who she was or where she had come from she brought suspicion on herself . At the same time she managed to keep her Identity concealed. Os course it couldn't j have gone much farther.” (To Be Continued)

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The storm, titanic in its brief fury, passed on, leaving the deep worn trail a tiny torrent of muddy water, and La, thoroughly chilled, hastened onward. She knew that trails must lead somewhere, and in her heart she hoped Ahat this one would lead to Tarzan.

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