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CAST OF CHARACTERS JUDITH IRVING, heroine, America's best dressed woman. PHILIP IRVING, husband. MARTA ROGERS, Judith’s rival. MILLICENT BAYNE, Bruce's protege.

Judith’'s estranged

cause it,” Judith answered. very busy. Oh, to hold back her anger until

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cast its shadows on the love that Phil and I have for each other.”

“No blot can come unless you “I'm Will you go, please?”

his woman left! Marta wanted

Yesterday: Judith’s pearls disappear at the week-end party. She thinks Marta took them. A night later, as Judith prepared to leave New York,

a written acknowledgment—an acknowledgment to use as proof that there had been suspicion, of course. Her crafty brain held some use

Marta called, suggested, “Maybe I'd f better run away.” i

CHAPTER SIX

ARTA, who had called Judith at midhight to make a misplaced plea for sympathy, did not run away, nor did she need Judith’s request that she remain where she was to keep her there. She was at the couturier’'s the next afternoon, when Judith went in for a last fitting on a white crepe sports dress covered with luscious rosy strawberries. There was a brief, shortsleeved rosy linen jacket with the dress. A brief green bolera adorned it. Judith had expected to wear it gaily through the summer months. Now it was just something else to take along to Reno. The day went swiftly. She dressed in a black woolen suit, thin and cool, that fastened with patent leather chessmen. A shiny black sailor tipped rakishly over her right eye and saved itself from severity with a single white gardenia. She picked up her summer foxes and carried them. She had lunch with Anne, in the dining room at Pierre's, that topped the hotel and let Central

hated me! into trouble,” Marta screamed. ‘You wouldn't do anything to help me. Not you.

What business is it of yours? you—-you . .."” Marta’'s hand reached

or it. ” ” ” HE written statement?” Marta prompted.

“I've apologized. That will be

enough,” Judith said.

“You hate me! You've always You want me to get

Not you, ever!" “How could this help you?” Judith sked calmly enough. “Why do you want to know? Oh

ut and struck Judith sharply across

the cheek. A ring, whose sapphire was turned inward, cut Judith and drew blood. touch her cheek. At that moment the bell rang again and Phil appeared.

She reached up to

“Hello, what's the matter?” In

the dusk he caught the strained

xXpressions. us ” 2

E would have turned on the switch that filled the room

with glow from many lamps, but Judith stayed his hand. the peace of the twilight.

“We like We're

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being lazy for a few minutes, Phil. This is a modern farewell. Outgoing wife takes tea—without lemon or sugar—with incoming wife and former husband.” If the room became warm with light Phil would detect her bruised cheek. . She could stand no more strain. She would scream or fling herself from the balcony rail that surrounded the terrace, or throw the tea cups against the great mirror at the far end of the room, if the emotional problem began again. She was eager now for the ship among the clouds, that would wing its way to the stars, to peace, to Reno. Marta was a poor little fool. Very quickly she would play her hand with Phil. Ah, it was heartache io know he must be hurt, but Judith was wise enough to sense that she could not stay his moves. She would only antagonize him against her. If she were ever to win him back, she must go now and let him have Marta.

They had tea together, drank a |

gay toast to love and life and partings, a toast that Judith proposed and Phil drank hesitantly, and then Judith excused herself to dress. Phil stood then, torn be{ween a desire to talk with Judith alone for a little while and a desire to see Marta home.

Judith waited, wondering what his decision would be.

(To Be Continued)

Park spread out below. She told her only that she was going to Reno. “Don’t be a fool,” Anne said. “Men | get this way and get over it. Phil's | a dear and much too nice to fling to | that lioness in pink crepe. It's Marta, isn’t it, he wants?”

Daily Short Story

BAD MEMORY-—By Rose F. Rossa

2 ” “ E thinks Marta’s a wooly | lamb,” Judith answered, re-|« lieved that Anne had guesed without making it necessary to mention Marta’s name. “You don't know Phil as I do, my dear! No matter what Marta does he'll forgive her and love her for it. She's a damsel in distress and the wolves are nog on her trail. I was too poised, too unneedful of him, I guess.” She laughed ruefully. “Oh I needed him, but I didn’t let him know that I wanted to cling. I thought he would hate it. I know better now. He would have loved it. But—Anne, keep an eye on Phil, won't you? I must run along now, Anne, Goodby, darling. ‘Write to me.” She went back to the apartment later to complete her packing. Millicent called and asked if she might come over for a little while, She came, tossing her big straw hat on a table, and crossing her legs under her as she sat on an enormous cushion. Suddenly she said: “Judith, may I go with you?” Too wise to ask questions, Judith nodded.

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® ” 2 “UM a consummate fool,” Millicent said. “The show's closing in another week or maybe I would not

EAH, Babe, sometime we might be givin’ yuh a ride 'n’ ferittin’ to bring yuh back.” The

Killer winked one eye broadly, leering at the dapper, blond young man he had called Babe. his half-empty glass of beer, gulped down the remains, wiped off the foam from his thick lips with the back of his hairy hand.

Grabbing up he

“Guess maybe I'm sort of duinb!”

Babe made answer, elegantly sip-

ing his scotch and soda. “Dumb ain’t the word fer it!” the

guy called Birdie piped in. "Any guy what pulls a job without gloves, leavin’ fingerprints around, travelin’ with me—long! Either he’s snitchin’ to get hisself the pen—or a ride!”

ain't

“Yeah! An’ I ain't fergittin’ the

time I give him my hat to hold while I crawls into that tight place, and he leaves it behind for the cops to find. My hat!” added another.

Babe carefully set down his glass liquor with trembling fingers, oping that his companions did not otice his extreme nervousness. 2 ” ” NTIL he'd gotten himself entangled in this unpleasant and angerous sort of company, every-

thing had been going swell, and Babe

was seriously thinking of

have courage to do this. I want to get away from Bruce.

I seem to love him and he doesn’t love me. He's been honest—and yet I don't

quitting this petty racket, rigging up an office and selling watered stock, in a big way. Settle down. Get married maybe. Europe for a

than usual; his barber had delayed him. Babe, after carefully winding and setting his alarm clock for 9 the following morning, allowing himself ample time for all the rites of grooming and fastidious cleanliness, slept as soundly as the innocent. Twenty minutes of 12. He'd be at the bank exactly at the stroke of noon, Babe stepped on the accelerator of his swanky roadster. Five to 12. Babe walked the short distance from the parking lot to the bank. The getaway would be made in Birdie's car. He, Babe, was to keep the motor running while—— ” ” ” HAT was this? Why all the excitement, commotion? A mob milled about the entrance of the bank. Officers. Machine guns! Something had happened. Something had gone wrong. Babe felt suddenly dizzy and weak as the thought flashed sickeningly before him that once again he had failed. But what had he done this time? He quickened his steps. If any of the gang were loitering about, they'd be sure to take care of him— and not very gently either. Then another idea came to him. Wouldn't it be better to get away now while the getting was good? As far away as possible.

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PURTY DAISIES-

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know. Maybe he does and won't | honeymoon. Or around the world, ERAS BE IN TH’ COLD SINCE COMIN’ HOME. AT LAST *

acknowledge it. I can stay here and | d get all cantankerous worrying about the phone ringing, and whether he’ll be here and there, and get my heart ground to a pulp if his name gets tangled up with somebody else's in the tabloids—or, I can go away! At least I won't be expecting to see him.” “I'm glad you are coming, Milly. You're wise for your years. Young people grow up so much more easily today,” said Judith. She forgot that she had known this lesson. After all, she had acted on instinct, not figured affairs out as had Millicent. They did not mention the pearls, until Judith thought Millicent had a question in her eyes. “I found them,” she laughed then. “Marta wanted an aspirin. I'd left the beads in my purse. It was stupid of me.” She could not tell this girl that Phil had broken faith so many weeks ago.

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T= Millicent hurried home to pack, new light in her eyes, new eagerness in her step. New blaces—they helped, Judith thought. Now Judith filled the sunken pool in the bathroom and climbed into the warm green water, let-

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with their checks.

epending on how cleverly he

manipulated his business dealings.

Oh, Babe was certainly going laces, if he could ever shake him-

self from the clutches of this small fry that talked of nothing but rides

nd the like. “Yuh better not ball up the bank

stickup tomorrow—or else!”

Birdie thrust his ugly face forward

menacingly, waggling a dirty, toe

acco-stained finger under Babe's

disdainful and aristocratic nose.

“Yuh be there at 12 sharp, un-

derstand?” snapped the Killer. “An’ there better be no slip-ups. We ain't

xactly hankerin’ to have you gum

up the works—mebbe gettin’ yourself caught—squawkin’ rest of us. heat turned on yuh, have yuh, Babe? Well, it ain’t no picnic, buhlieve me!”

about the Yuh ain't never got the

” ” n WELVE. The pay roll money. We get there before the men Right?” Babe rose to leave. The company nd the threatening talk were giving

him the jitters.

An’ I'm advisin’ Seems like the

“Right. Twelve, uh to be there!

last time——"

Babe, nodding, remembered that

the direction of the bank, his curiosity got the better of him and he pushed on through the crowd. “What's the trouble?” he asked, of no one in particular. 2 ” on . UMPED off three crooks who tried a holdup!” a bystander handed out the information to Babe proudly. “Carted 'm away to the morgue. Guess they were after the payroll. Pulled their act just at 12 o'clock.” “Twelve?” Babe consulted his expensive wrist watch. “It's just that now!” “So you forgot to turn your clock an hour ahead too! Daylight saving time!” “Why—yes! Yes, of course,” Babe stammered, confusedly, gratefully, moving away from the disturbing vicinity of the officers and their menacing, death-dealing machin guns. He always knew he was meant for bigger and better things, something that required more finesse and less brutality. Babe whistled softly to himself as he carefully set his watch one hour ahead. They should have told him about the change in time. It

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his shower had been more leisurely

hoped she could be gay. When she left the tub she rubbed her body briskly, made up her face carefully, and put on gray taffeta lounging pajamas that reminded her of a gray sea on a cool day. She slipped her feet into gray and green mules and clasped a heavy oldfashioned silver bracelet, a longago gift from Phil, on her arm. She would wait for him to call, then prepare for the plane. When the bell rang, though, it wasn’t Phil. It was Marta. “Oh my dear, how quaint and old-fashioned,” she said, at sight of the pajamas. “I've often wondered if you maintained your remarkable sveltness in the privacy of your home. It's a mistake not to, darling. Women can be too careless . . Then the blue eyes filled with feigned embarrassment. “Oh Judy, forgive me! I didn't know—I mean I forgot . . . I'm so stupid.” “Hot tea or cold, Marta?” Judith asked quietly. “It’s all I have.” “Hot, with three lumps, please.”

UDITH poured herself a cup and took no sugar. Again Marta smiled. “How can you drink tea without it? But then my figure never varies. I'm always the same. I suppose I could do it, too—give up sugar, Ceman—if I had to.” Judith, whose slim, lithe body didn’t carry an extra ounce of flesh, did not answer. Marta’s rounded curves would be covered with layers of fat some day. 8he herself would stay slim always. She swam and rode and hiked, all things Marta did not do. Now she changed the subJect. “I'm’leaving for the West tonight, Marta. Did you have something important about which to see me?” “Yes, I did.” The voice was brittle. “I'd like a written acknowledgement that I did not steal your pearls.” “But why?” Judith marveled that her voice was so cool when her hatred was so acute. “Because I don't want any blot to

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A—Under the Agricultural Conservation Act producers are paid to shift a portion of their acreage from soil-depleting to soil-conserving crops, and for definitely prescribed soilsimprovement practices. The obJect of all the AAA crop production control programs was to reduce the large surplus crops that were bringing ruin to farms. The purpose of the present plan is to provide for abundant production up to the point of avoiding soil waste.

@Q—What profit do the Federal Reserve Banks make?

A—Federal Reserve Banks are not operated for profit. After all necessary expenses have been provided for, the stockholding member banks are entitled to receive a cumulative annual dividend of 8 per cent on the paid-in capital stock. After dividend claims have been fully met, the net earnings are paid into the surplus fund of the Federal Reserve Bank. Q—Does it cost more to educate a child in a city school than in a rural school?

A—The average cost to educate a child in a rural school in the United States is $53.31 a year; and the average in a city school is about $96.18.

Q—What does the word mafficking mean, and what is its origin?

A—It means to make whoopee, as the people of England did after Col. Baden-Powell relieved Mafeking in South Africa, May 17, 1900, during the Boer War. The verb is derived from the name of the town and is bronouriced the same way. Q—Does gasoline vapor burn or explode when ignited in an automobile engine cylinder?

A—The combustion of ignited it is usually spoken of as an explosion, although the word combustion is more correct. Combustion means the act or instance of burning. Q—What was the Holy Alliance?

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Alexander I of Russia, Francis 1 of Austria, and Frederick William III of Prussia, at Paris, on Sept. 26, 1815, and subsequently joined by all the sovereigns of Europe except the Pope and the King of Great Britain. 1t ended after the revolution of 1830 in France. Q—Please give some information about “Golgotha,” the French motion picture production of the last days of Christ.

A—The film follows the New Testament story. Scenes portrayed are Christ's triumphal entry into Jerusalem; the driving of the merchants from the Temple; the fears znd plots of the Sanhedrin; the betrayal by Judas Iscariot; the Last Supper; His final hours in the Garden of Gethsemane; the trials before the high priests and before Pilate and Herod; the scourging by the Roman soldiers; the march to Calvary; the Cruciazion the ay, Vi last message e ples after the

American actors, for exhibition in this country. Q—Are there Government records of immigrants who entered the United States in 1812? A—Records of immigration to the United States began in 1820. For he period before that time the chief sources of information about immigration were the frequent newspaper allusions to the arrival of vessels bringing immigrants, of whom a certain number were “foreigners,” that is, those who spoke a language other than English. Q—How did the barber pole originate? A—It is a relic of the days when barbers were also surgeons. the London barbers were incorporated in 1461, they were the only persons practicing surgery in the city. During the reign of Henry VIII Parliament passed a law providing that barbers should confine themselves to minor

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13 To invest. 14 High mountain. 15 Laborers. 16 Weights of containers. 18 Sailor. 19 Large deer. 20 Ell. 21 This country’s largest city. 26 Pound. 27 Person hav- fluid. ing leprosy. 43 Crucifix. 28 Without wings 44 Form of “a.” 30 Covered with 45 To beseech. scales. 46 Ship’s tiller. 32 War flyers. 47 Measure of 33 Farewell! area.

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48 This country’s

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