Indianapolis Times, Indianapolis, Marion County, 4 December 1936 — Page 43

McDougall is atientive until Dorothy he dislikes Marcia, leads him to e Marcia is engaged to another man, h is a bank bholdup and police comm the Canfield ear to folhe bandits. The car Is wrecked and both Marcia and her father are inJared.

. Deatedly, is told Marcia iy “doing well.” NOW GO ON WITH THE STORY CHAPTER TWENTY-ONE HEN Marcia awakened later she was in another room, in # white bed, and a woman in white and a man in white were looking at her. “Now she’s going to be all right,” said a voice. Marcia tried to speak, but for a while words would not come. When she succeeded in speaking, she asked, “Who was hurt?” “All of you were hurt,” sald the man, “but not so much. Your only real trouble, I think, is- a badly broken arm. You were knocked unconscious, but not for long.” “Father?” said Marcia. “He has a total of three broken ribs. It's a miracle, but the two Seats must have kept you penned in 50 you weren't bounced around. The chauffeur held on to. the wheel, apparently, and kept his neck from being broken. He has some fractures, but he’ll get over them. The policeman can’t complain of anything but bruises and "Sprains. . . . But don’t bother about it. Everything's fine. Get some sleep.” | ; 8 ”

ZN the second day ihe was well enough to receive callers, so that she heard from many sources and with variations that the bandits had escaped—only their abandoned car being found—and also the story of how Bruce McDougall and the Osborns had brought her to the hospital. From McDougall himself come a very simple box of flowers, with. a polite card expressing a hope for * her quick recovery, but he did not appear among her visitors, either on that day or on the days follow= ing. Marcia did not know that he telephoned the hospital frequently and anonymously for news of her, nor that, alone in his rooms, he dwelt grimly on imaginary scenes of a fly“Ing visit to her bedside by her reputed fiance. {

Marcia would have liked to thank |

~ McDougall for his help—and she would have liked, she admitted to

herself as she passed long hours |

"alone, just’ to see him. It piqued her a bit to think that, having performed a signal service, he could dismiss the incident with a perfuncfory note and a bunch of flowers. Of course, if he cared ~ no more than that—!

N her third night in the hospital, after visiting hours, © Marcia’s nurse, one Peggy Holmes, was preparing her for sleep. The doctor had just’ departed, with a promise that she could go home “pretty soon now.” She had seen her father, walking stiffly and complaining bitterly that he was taped too tight to breathe. She had the favorable news of the : chauffeur’s condition. Miss Holmes, discharging her tasks with a mechanical precision which left her mind free for the more entertaining hospital routine of conversation, gave Marcia the Jatest gossip and chatted of the evening's visitors. ‘ “Hasn't that man been here to see you yet?” she demanded. “What mgn?” asked Marcia. “The guy with the tragic face who carried you in here the night you were. hurt.” “I didn’t know he had a tragic face.” ; “You'd have called it tragic it you'd seen it then,” said Miss Holmes. “I was in the receiving ‘ward, so I got a good look at him. He looked worse than you did; you were only unconscious. He came carrying you in from the driveway and put you down as if you were a mangled flower, so help me. We had to push him out of the way to see to you, and when we started upstairs with you, there he was following

the professional theater had been compelled to excuse far more gn. oT part of certain leading

Rehearsals, therefore, continued with increasing excitement, due to the approach of the actual performance. The cast met each night of the last ‘week, with" dress rehearsal scheduled for the night be~ fore the presentation. - Midway in the week, Mrs. Henderson sought to spur her company toward final’ ‘perfection’ with the stimulus of a mysterious announcement. Cee oda “You are all doing splendidly,” she told the .group, assembled on the stage of the auditorium. “In proud of you. The few rough spots left will be corrected easily, I know. “Now, there is something I want to tell you—in part. I can't give you the whole story; I promised to keep it a secret. !

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apply the remedy. SSE If ‘only .some one .else had been handy on the night of the wreck to pick up Marcia. Canfield! ‘Then he would not have held her in his arms; would not now be mocked his orice level-headed | decision - to put the dream of her aside! . : He stared out the window. MecDougall couldnt get over it! Untettered, free lance McDougall, without a worry in the world, had come to Bobbs Neck and found himself

girl he couldn't have!

«(To Be Continved.)

“CHE is a sweet child,” Dolores said lightly. “Not very exciting, and probably not inspiring to an intelligent man, but she’s terribly sweet.” : She let it sink in, eyeing Frank. What she saw encouraged her, for he was staring at the « floor, a troubled frown creasing his forehead.

He was certainly nice looking, she thought, and his money was something for an ambitious girl to set her cap for. However, he was not very bright where girls were concerned. He had been practically impervious to her subtle charms while Sue was around, seemingly entranced by Sue's soft prettiness and ‘ shy manner, :

Thus, when Sue had been ‘called

mother, Dolores had been quick to seize her opportunity. - For the past two weeks, she had been damning Sue with faint praise, detailing to Frank her little virtues with admiring words but a disparaging tone. By contrast, she showed herself as an intriguing woman of the world, Sue as an immature child. yr! At first, Frank had enthusiastically agreed with everything she'd said about Sue, but gradually he'd fallen silent—silent and troubled, as he was now. ; ERE

JOLORES resumed the attack. She badn’t much time left, for Sue was expected back this evening. The girls shared the apartment, and Frank, his eyes opened, would see them side by side. And

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listen, Dolores, with pretty references fo Frank, talked of the club picnic, the dance, their:own tete-a-tete luncheons and drives. Once, she had to go into the hall to answer the phone and, when she returned, she found Frank frowning at nothing, while Sue, her heart in her eyes, was watching him from beneath ' dr lashes. Dolores Jauncheq into a discussion of a play she and Frank had seen together, and she could tell, from the relieved way in which he responded, that he was glad she'd come back to lighten the tension. oe g Thus, when she went to make some sandwiches, she had no qualms about leaving him alone with Sue.

she stood listening by the door before re-entering the living room, her eyes suddenly widened with rage, and her hands clenched.

“Of course, 1 was you'd never ask me!” There was no now in Sue’s voice.

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