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CAST OF (CHARACTERS PATRICIA WARREN, heroine, secretary to Don Montefay, actor-playwright. TRISSY WARREN, Pats’ cousin and roommate in New ¥ork. : DON MONTERAY, Patricia's employer. 2 d ROSAMOND AKERS, Patricia’s val. — Yesterday—Don identifies Pats as his wife at police headquarters, then drops her off at her hotel, still unaware she is really his wife!

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CHAPTER ELEVEN

EANING bagk in the cab, Pats gave herself up to a few moments of rapturous thought. Don loved her. He had proved it without a shadow of doubt. But she must not allow| his mistaken gallautry to go on. Turning over plans in her mund she decided upon the simplest. Somehow! she would slip into her room without being seen. Then minus the brown wig and glasses, she wauld calmly, perhaps not too calmly, walk in on Don and tell her story. || | He might be| angry; very likely he would. But when that was over, when he realized ithe truth—ah, then! She still thrilled to strength of his arms, the tenderness of ‘his touch as he wiped her tears away. i | : By means of the servants’ elevator she stealthily gained safety of her room. Quickly she crossed to the inner door and bent her head toilsten. Evidently Don

to Sims. few days. from the cafe and [leave the door on the latch while he helped pack. He was to ndtify Don the minute Mrs. Monteray| came in.

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ATS threw her hat and coat on the bed] The sooner the better now. Deftly she used cream, powder, rouge and lipstick; .ran a comb through hér spun gold hair and pushed |it'anto soft waves. The beating of her heart smothered her, cold shivers prickled her arms. The next few moments meant so much, the begining or the end of happiness.

All at once she became rigid, listen- |

ing. Voices |in| the living-room. Oh, Must her intimate disclpsures be made before the hostile eyes of the law? Then Don’s voice, rough with irritation, broke above the murmer. “Hello, agsie.” Pats relaxed. Rosie might|ndt be welcome but— “The door was unlatched so we walked in,” [Rosie returned with an undertone of nervous tension. “Meet my lawyer, Mr. Bradlovich.” | =»

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NSTANTLY Pats scented trouble, Rosie with a lawyer. She leaned closer to the door. Every word came to her distinctly. First Don, trying vainly to hide his impatience. “Very nice of you to stop, but I’m in a deuce-of a hurry. Another time perhaps.” Then the lawyer, suavely bland. ‘What I have to say is of the utmost imporfgnce— And Don} breaking in, “I'm not interested in what you have to say. See my ‘lagwyer—go as far as you like—but excuse me—" “Not so #ast, my dear fellow—" “You'd better hear what he has to say, Don, broke in Rosie with a triumphant sneer. “I'll handle this, Miss Akers—if you don’t mind,” Mr. Bradlovich continued in a dry tone. “I think you will {wish to settle this matter personally, Mr. Monteray. Miss Akers has suffered a grave injustice at your handi—" 2 # = . RAVE injustice, my eye.” Don's voice was steely with exasperation. “Weil discuss Miss Akers’ troubles at nother time.” “There is no better time than the present. Coming quickly to the point, Mr. Monteray, Miss Akers is about to bring suit against you.” “And on what grounds?” Don whirled around to face the attorney. “1 shall bs most glad to specify.” The man's smug tone infuriated Pats, listening behind the door. “In the first place Miss Akers left a lucrative position in Hollywood to come to New York at your suggestion.” § At this rernark something clicked

. in Pats’ brain. The letter from Rosie

—the one she had read during her first week iri Don’s employ—where was that letter? She had put it in the bottom desk drawer and forgotten it. Had lit ever been destroyed? She was certain it had not. “And,” Mr, Bradlovich was going on, “you kepi her in this hotel, paid all her expenses—”" “Wait a minute—I loaned her money at various times—” “I beg to differ with you, Mr. Monteray.” ” E- ” UICKLY Pats pinned the wig Q over her curls and snapped the glasses on her nose. No time for sallow make-up now. Her dress was dark and plain. It would have to ‘do. The accupants of the room started at (her entrance. “Patricia;] Don said in a steely voice she hardly recognized, “you are just in| time to witness a lowly attempt at shakedown.” “No such thing,” Rosie threw in hotly. “You had me thrown out of—" “Miss Akers—please,” the lawyer interrupted. “Without warning, Mr. Monteray, vou had my client thrown out of this hotel. She is still in rehearsal, without friends or money. She has suffered indignities at your hands.” At these remarks in her behalf smig triumph replaced the anger in Rosie's face. She assumed a slouching posture and" smiled faintly. || Don glared at her. “An outrageous frameup,” he grated. “Tell this fellow it’s all a pack of lies. I got Jou a job—loaned . you money—" : Rosie raised her chin and insolently shrugged her graceful shoulders. “It will be an ugly story, Mr. Monteray,” put in the lawyer. “You cannot hope to find a jury which wiil take your word against that of Miss Akers.”

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ON threw up his hands. “I have more important business tonight than haggling with you.” Jerking open a desk drawer he snatched out a checkbook. “How much will you take to clear out?” Mr. Bradlovich rubbed his long oony chin with an equally long bony hand. || “Considering the circumstances I should sey—twenty-five thousand—" Don roared. He cursed. But he took up his pen. “I haven't that much in the bank,” he said wearily. “I'll give you a note.”

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“Don—" At the sound of Pats’ voice Rosie and her attorney started and turned. They had not reckoned with the shadow against the wall. She took the pen from Don’s hand. ‘Don’t write a word. These people have no case against you.” Don looked up at her. “What do you mean?” he asked frowningly. Pats turned to the lawyer. His leering smile stiffened. Rosie said, “You keep out of this, Patricia.” She was noticeably

the | ous glance at Rosie. Instantly she

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alarmed. But Pats didn’t keep out of it.

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“PIRST of all,” Pats stated convincingly, “I happen to have a letter written by you, Rosie,” vhile you were still in Hollywood, in which you called Don a beast, ‘a mean old beast’ were the ~xact words, because he had vetoed your suggestion that you come to New York I think that takes care of charge number one. And Don did not pay your expenses while here except for the loans made in ny presence.” : The lawyer had turned a faint greenish color. He darted a furi-

“I never wrote any such letter,” she stormed. “Don begged me to come, he paid my hotel bills—" “Oh, no he didn’t,” Pats insisted

| calmly. “I paid your outrageous bills

as my cancelled check will prove.

' You were my guest, not Don's.” had lately conmé¢ in. | He was talking |

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ON got to his feet. He moved toward the door. “And that will be about all,” he said significantly. “This way out.” Mr. Bradlovich licked his dry lips. “I rather think we still have a .case,” he said. Obviously his slice of the damages was not to be relinquished without a struggle. “There are a few other aspects which I have not mentioned. For instance, the unpleasant notoriety you caused my client by your attentions to her and your utter disregard of her feelings at the time of your marriage.”

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“Oh, Lord—" Don ran his | fingers through his hair. This was the end. Pats held her breath as | he stepped squarely in front of | his accuser. His hands were slenched, his face livid. i “Get out before I throw you out,” he thundered harshly.

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HE wiry Mr. Bradlovich stood his ground. “Don't try to bully me, Mr. Monteray—" “Bully you?” Don went on savagely, “I'll punch your nose. Get out.” Don’s elbow drew back, the knuckles of his clenched fist showed white. : Mr. Bradlovich, playing for big | stakes, made a last stand. | “Main force won't get you any-| where, my man,” he sneered. “Miss | Akers’ word is as good as yours and | she swears your intentions—" Don had flared to a white heat. | Pats saw his fist shoot out and meet | the chin of Rosie’s lawyer. Her blood | sang, she wanted to shout encouragement, she was exultant with the age-old savage pride of woman for her ‘ battling mate. Rosie backed away, for the moment stunned and' speechless. : " T was a glancing blow as Bradlovich, possibly profiting from past encounters, dodged. However it had enough force to topple him over backward. He bounced up like a rub-

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They fought like wild men, Don furious with the injustice of it all, the lawyer raging over the miscarriage of his plans. Two chairs crashed to the floor, a lamp followed them. There was the sound of blows, of strangled breath-

Don swung hard and ‘his opponent slithered to the floor. As Don sprang to follow his advantage, Pats screamed. . | “Sims—Sims—" She had seen un-| quenchable hatred in her husband's eyes. -

(To Be Concluded)

Daily Short Story

BUSINESS IS BUSINESS—By Gus Kundert

HE giant stack of hay towered over small, wizen-faced Sam Weber, who stood regarding it with

satisfaction. Few farmers in the vi-

cinity had sufficient hay for their needs throughout the coming winter—the drought had seen to that— but here he had enough not only for himself, but to sell, and it would cost him only $25! He was very proud of the business acumen that had made this possible. |

However, Thon as Bender would not call it business acumen., Not likely! The big, honest, gullible fellow would probably call it Heiry And since Weber knew that Bender, while ordinarily an even-tempered man, was a bad man to cross, he had a small automatic in the hip pocket of his greasy overalls, Not that he really expected physical violence from Bender when that gentleman came for the money for the hay, but it was better to be prepared. : | His scheme to get the hay for $25 was perfectly legal. The lawyer he had consulted had admitted that,

though he had made a somewhat

wry face. Presumably, the softhearted fool thought it was not the thing to do. But business, according to Sam Weber, was business. Oh, it was. true enough that Thomas Bender had had hard luck the last few years, and that he was fon his hay to tide him and his fatily over the coming winter. But, if le wasn’t smart enough to take care of himself in a business deal, whose fault was that? Yet Weber was uneasy, a few minutes later, as he saw Bender coming across the yard toward him. Despite the gun in his pocket, he had a sudden premonition that all would not be well. Perhaps he should pay Bender the full price in tash. He had the money. But his cupidity overcame his fear. Business was business!

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ENDER greeted him cordially, but Weber only grunted. Ile began slowly to roll a cigaret. Drat his shaking fingers! “Come for your money, pose?” he said. “Yes,” said Bender. “It makes $450 doesn't it?” Forty-five tons of hay at $10 a ton. That's right, isn’t it?” : ny Weber kept his attention centered on the cigaret he was rolling. “I've got a promissory note of yours to take care of $400 of that,” he said, “and the interest due brings my credit up to $425. “What!” Bender shouted. did you get the note?” “From Johann.” With a desperate effort at nonchalance, Weber lighted his cigaret and flipped the match away. “But Weber!” Bender protested, his face white. “You promised me you'd pay me in cash! You know I need the money to pull through the winter!” “Business is business,” muttered Weber. He did not see fit to tell Bender that the note had been in his pocket when he had made the oral promise to pay in cash.

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” OW much did you pay for the note?” asked Bender, abruptly. “That doesn’t .concern us at all now,” said Weber, “but if you want to know, I offered Johann 20 tons of this hay for it.” : “All right,” said Bender desperately, “give me $250 for the qther 25 tons.” “I'll give you $25—and the note— in complete payment,” said Weber, “Take it or leave it. Business is business.” A flicker of something like alarm passed over Bender’s face. Then he set his lips firmly. “I'll have to see that note,” he said. Weber‘ knew, with sudden rush of relief, that he had won, and that no physical violence was coming. Yet something in Bender’s demeanor ouzzled him.

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E led the way to the house and into the living room. There,

Bender looked at it, and then at Weber. He sighed. “You've got me licked,” he said. “Give me the $25.”

The transaction was completed.

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he handed over the promissory note.

Weber inwardly gloated. Twentyfive dollars for 25 tons of hay! He

wished Bender would go—he wanted to shout aloud. . &

But Bender sat on, talking of one thing and another. Weber became puzzled and uncertain. Something was certainly wrong. It seemed incredible that the man would sit and make small talk at such a time.

Finally, Bender arose to make his his departure. As he opened the door, Weber, just behind him, suddenly stopped, aghast, at’ what he saw. The huge haystack was wrapped in sheets of flame! There was no chance in the world of saving it! Bender turned around. was a grim smile on his face. “There goes your hay—hoth yours and what you promised Johann for the note,” he said. “The edge of it must have caught fire when you threw away your match after lighting that cigaret. . . . I saw the flames the second time you told me that business was business.” .

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