Indianapolis Times, Indianapolis, Marion County, 21 June 1937 — Page 14

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| "by EUGENIA MACKIERNAN

CAST OF CHARACTERS CORAL CRANDALL, heroine and senior at Elton College. DAVID amisiRONG, Elton chemistry professor and| Coral’'s husband. | DONNA ALLEN, Coral’s sorority roommate. : HOYT MARQUIS, fiance. |

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Yesterday: |Coral discovers the secret formula hidden in Donna’s room. When Coral threatens to inform college authorities, Donna counters with the same threat, ga the theft on Coral’s shoulders. CHAPTER ELEVEN S Coral and David walked rapidly up the cement sidewalk leading to the veranda -of Prof. Maxwell's house, they were silent. Coral had told David of her interview with Donna, and both their minds were furiously occupied with the situation in which they found themselves. Each of them realized that they were facing a crisis which, in its outcome, held much of their future in the balance. If Donna’s story rather than their own was believed, what would they do? Where could they turn? They walked up the steps to the front door. After ringing the bell David reached out and took Coral’s hand in his. “Chin up, sweetheart,” he said. “Here we are, for better or for worse.” Coral clutched his hand tightly, and looked up at him. “David, whatever happens, remember that I love you. Nothing can ever changeg#hat!” He bent and kissed her quickly. “And I love you, Coral.” - 2 4 E-3

HE door opened then, and Coral was surprised to see not Prof. Maxwell or his maid, Betty, waiting to receive them, but Prof. Bendorff. He smiled at them politely, but his eyes, beneath their shaggy black brows were hard and forbidding. “Good evening. We've been expecting you. Won’t you come in?” As they followed him into the house, he continued: “I was spending the evening with Maxwell, and when Miss Allen called we decided that I might as well stay, since what you have to tell concerns me as well as Prof. Maxwell. I felt sure you ‘wouldn't mind.” David opened his lips to reply, but Coral rushed in ahead of him. “Oh, I'm so glad Donna phoned you, _Prof. Bendorff! I felt she'd decide to tell you the whole story.” Prof. BendorfT looked at her curiously, but Coral paid no heed. When he had s3id Donna had telephoned she had decided immediately that Donna had thought better of the course of action she had threatened to take, and had taken the quickest means of informing the professors of her part in the theft of the process. Relief flooded her heart and her eyes were alight with gladness. She was just about to speak again when Prof. Bendorff sajd quietly, . “Your enthusiasm is ry commendable, Miss Crandall, but I confess I find it a little hard to understand.” s 2 2

AVID spoke angrily, “What are you saying, Bendorfi? There's no need to be insulting to anyone, least of all to Coral.” i “I beg your pardon, Miss Crandall.” Bendorff smiled silkily as he led them into the comfortable, booklined library. “Be seated, please, both of you. Prof. Maxwell has gone .to phone President Norton.” Coral and David looked at each other in perplexity. They were on the point of questioning Bendorff further about Donna's telephone call when Prof. Maxwell entered the room. “Good evening,” he said genially. “I'm glad to see both of you, and doubly glad that we're going to be able to straighten out this disagreeable matter.” He picked up a cigaret box from the desk and offered them. “David, you'll have one, I know. I think we can relax college rules for a little while this evening.” Coral smiled up at ‘him as he lit David's cigaret. How kind he was! But even his geniality could not stop the little jaws of fear which gnawed within her. She had seen, behind his cheerful, unexcited greeting, the grave look in his eyes, the stern note in his demeanor.

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“PPROF. MAXWELL,” she | said finally, “Prof. Bendorff has told us that Donna. called you. I feel it is only fair to us that we be told what she said, since we came here to absolve ourselves from suspicion ‘in this theft and to tell you of the part which she played in it.” Maxwell looked at her kindly and was about to speak, but hel was stopped by the suave voice of Bendorfl. “We were led to believe, by Miss Allen, that you would say precisely what you have just told us. She also warned us not to believe anything [you said concerning her part in the theft of the process. We were given to understand that she had discovered the slip of paper on which the process was written in your dictipnary, that you had found it out and were on your way here to ‘tell us that you and hot she, had found it, in her dictionary, not that answer your

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' scheme then. And it . as though she had been right, th \t her story would be ac-

and David knew, would be cast aside as a pack of lies. . David, however, was not put off so easily. He sprang to his feet and said furiously, “The girl is lying. “We can prove it!” - “How?” asked Bendorff, his. tone unbelieving, almost insulting. “I'll tell you how,” David cried. “Coral; show them the sheet of: paper which you found in Donna's dictionary tonight. If they think Donna found it among your belongings, how do they account for the fact that you have -it here in your handbag?”

ORDLESSLY, Coral opened her handbag and produced the folded square of blue laboratory paper upon which the details of the process were written. Ignoring the outstretched hand of Prof. Bendorff she got up from her chair and walked across the room to the desk behind which Prof. Maxwell was sitting. “Here it is,” she said simply. “If Donna had found it in my dictionary, wouldn't it seem likely that she would keep it and bring it here herself for you to see?” Her face was serious, her eyes wide and pleading. “Yes, Coral, that sounds very logical to me,” said Prof. Maxwell slowly. “As Prof. Bendorff knows, I am more than anxious to hear all of the story which you and David have to tell, and until you are definitely proved guilty which I think is unlikely ... I consider both of you innocent.”

» P-3 = 2 ORAL and David looked at each other, their eyes alight with hope. David stepped to her side. “Thank you, Prof. Maxwell. Depend upon. it, vour faith in us is justified.” He turned to Bendorff. “Doesn't the point which we have just made seem logical to you, sir?” Bendorff siniled suavely. “I am afraid that it will take more than that to convince. me of Miss Crandall’s innocence and your own lac of participation in, this distressing affair. Being less credulous than Prof. Maxwell, it accurs to me

ble for Miss Crandall to have taken e paper away from Miss Allen by ferce, bringing it to us, and thus s@bstantiate her story that Miss Allen and hot herself or you is the guilty person.” j ' “That's exactly what happened!” They turned to see Donna standing in the doorway, her eyes blazing, her face flushed. Behind her stood President Norton. He took Donna by the arm and ushered her into the library. 2 ” 2 “@QIT down, Miss Allen, there is no need to get overexcited or to say things for which you may he sorry later.” He turned to the two older professors. “I came in answer to your telephone message, and met Miss Allen coming up the walk. We rang the bell, but no one answered, so we took the liberty of entering unannounced.” He smiled at Coral and David. “I'm very much interested in hearing what you have to say. I think, if Miss Allen has no objection, I should like to hear your story first. But before you start, let's all sit down and be as comfortable as possible.” As they settled themselves together on a low couch near the desk, Coral and David felt that

that it would have been quite possi-'

they know the state of mind of an innocent man on trial for his iife. Coral particularly felt an unreasoning fear, a terror that perhaps they would not be believed. Her heart pounded, her hands were clammy with fear. After what seemed to her an interminable silence, President Norton said, “Very well, now. Miss Crandall, Prof. Armstrong, tell us your side of the affair.” . x ” E-4 ” MAYORAL tried to speak, but somehow the words would not come. She looked appealingly toward Davil, then toward Prof. Maxwell. The latter spoke first, “Don’t be afraid, my dear,” David took her hand. “That’s right, Coral. Don’t be frightened. Tell them what happened tonight just as you told it to me. I think you should tell that

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so to speak. After that I'll answer any questions I can.” At last she found words. Once begun, all fear left. her and she told her story. clearly, simply, directly. David, proudly watching her, felt it would be impossible for anyone to doubt the truth of her statement. When she had finished, after recounting the birth of her suspicions, plus what had happened at the sorority house early in the evening, even to the threats made by Donna, there was a long silence. At last - President Norton said, “Well, Miss Allen, you have heard Miss Crandall’s story and her accusations against you and Mr, Marquis. What have you to say?” ” ” ”

ONNA looked up sullenly. “Why should I say anything in response to such an obviously trumped-up tale? It's a lie from start to finish!” But her words lacked conviction, and as she continued Coral saw that for all her bravado, she was frightened.™What Coral calls my threats are not threats, but the truth. She has also omitted to mention what I consider an important point, proving why she stole the process, why Prof. Armstrong helped her and why they needed the money which could be gained by selling it.” She sat up straight in her chair. “Those two have been secretly - married since early in March!” She looked derisively at Coral and David, “Let's see if you can lie out of that!” And from her pocket she pulled a stiff, white oblong, which she handed to President Norton. license to Show you, sir.” So There was a long pause. Even Prof.. Maxwell looked grave. At last he spoke. “I wish you had told us this before, Coral. It puts a very different light on matters. You see, this establishes your motive for the theft!”

(To De Continued)

Daily Short Story

STAGE DINNER—By Genevieye O'Leary

‘JANICE was about the average young woman, or maybe just a ‘cut above the average as such matters are reckoned in this modern day. Her looks were such as would have caused the hearts of countless young men to flutter without reserve in a day that, unfortunately, is past. What Janice had as a gift from nature other girls had to gain by the ordinary artifices of the beautician, the dressmaker and a bit of acting. So Janice hadn’t thought much about her natural endowments one way or another, outside of the instinctive and entirely normal vanity common to every girl. The thought that she might legitimately capitalize on those same charms never entered her pretty head. Standing on one’s feet all day behind the counter of'a 5 and 10 and rushing from customer to customer until: one’s head swam wasn’t especially conducive to thought of any sort, she could have told you. Even the prospect of having a very occasional date with some nice young man wasn't really alluring. In the first place the little two-by-four room which was the best she could afford loomed as a haven of rest and refuge at the end of the day. Besides, the slender pay check at the end of the week disappeared alarmingly. as soon as it was cashed. Not much chance of accumulating a suitable wardrobe for doing any stepping out! It wasn’t until the Saturday night that a fateful blue slip peeked menacingly out of Janice’s pay envelope that she gave any actually serious consideration to any other means of livelihood than that she had been following. The" blue slip was the lever that pried her from the rut. | 2 #2 8 AT first her future prospects terrified her. The little enameled box she kept in her bureau drawer disclosed, upon being upturned over the bed, the sum of $30, the ineffectual bulwark Janice had erected, by scrimping and denying herself, against fate and such a situation as this. ’ Too well she realized that her lack of formal education was a formidable obstacle she could hardly hope to hurdle. position as stenographer or office ‘girl would present itself to her. And the woods were full of girls just as unfortunate as herself as to education and who were already holding down the positions she could At first frenziedly, and then doggedly, while the soles of her pumps wore frightening thin and the meals she allowed herself grew farther and farther apart, Janice followed ad after ad in the daily paper she salvaged from the railway waiting room. > And finally she was rewarded. An answer to a call for a companion for an old lady on a motor trip proved to be a real position at last.

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panying the pld lady was alluring, but then when she had earned it she would be stranded. Did it really matter? She!was virtually stranded at present and the little matter of geography loomed as a matter of small consequence! She accepted. Developments showed that her employer, the chauffeur and Janice lierself were to be the only passengers. The old lady was taking up in southern California, where she could grow still older and end her life away from the chill northern clime so inhospitable to her old bones.

Some two weeks later Janice found herself deposited in the middle of downtown Los Angeles with the world before her, no home or visible means of support. That helped some! She bought a paper and looked for a place to deposit her person and the battered suitcase liolding her worldly possessions.

She found one and immediately began her search for work. It seemed as remote as it had been two weeks before. The $100 dwindled as rapidly as $30 had done, and a friendly girl she met told her to register at the casting office .in Hollywood. There was no telling what might happen!

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TT situation had become desA perate when Janice made the discovery that oranges could be purchased for a dime & pail. It was cheap, and somewhat nourishing, so thereafter the diet became orange in hue while Janice simultaneously looked for work and

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The time came when Janice could barely manage to look at one of the Golden State's famous fruit products without feelings of acute pain and loathing. But what was a, poor girl to do? The diet continued painfully and inexpensively. | When Janice returned wearily and disconsolately to her cheap room and found a message there from the casting office she almost swooned with mingled joy and relief. She was ordered to appear in the morning at the casting office to take part as an extra—in a banquet scene! That night she never slept a wink. The fact that her luck had changed overwhelmed her. To have in prospect a pay check and at the same time to have a banquet thrust upon her was too much! Janice was easily the first to appear at the office the following morning. Visions of tasty viands floated enticingly before her, She

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