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CHAPTER TWELVE | mention Marta. “Judith, that actor ASIL Gy Marta's di-| Wha he matter?” vorced husband, st i sked. doorway of the Sitting a el B Sua ie le from Judith, Marta and Phil sat. | her lips. Her heart felt warm and “Hello. WV &W rr Vi : ‘alive. She hadn't realized how dead Marta, He yg Yo Tr St it was. It was like a man to menis the pen © oo 90 this—this | tin his rival, not yours. If he could eC Senteman whos going 10) pe afraid that he had lost her, he give you an honest million. Con- iii cared gratulations, my dear, congratula- | nw tions! Didn't think you could do » w it! Better girln I thought you.” QO" She aRIWeled. Ye never He turned to Judith. “And you and mattered.” He waited a secI get jilted, eh? Don't you fret, fond Then - Re ot 1 wt

She'll give him a devil's lif J 8 STH ved everything for her. Judy, I

devil's own life.” | y He laughed loudly as though he Tle known for a long time some. apprecia Ais humor. | vii ” ; " ¥ Phil Was oh his feet. | thing was wrong with Marta—she avout enough out of you!” Wns = i : grasped the man’s arm, but Basil | por. he, My Sn ROR une him ig _. pared her with you. And then I <o g, ome soon,” he said. | thought you and Bruce Knight—" the Ng vk 1 bi but | He hesitated. “I didn't know if you man only laughed. [could care for me any more. ® » © | thought maybe you loved him. Be“FPATIENCE, please, patience. I've | sides, I wasn't free to win you back.

got to talk to this young iady _ “Judith, can you love me again?” —my wife she was. Might as well | Phil Went on eagerly, almost plead-

say it in front of you good people. |Ing. She got rid of me—didn't want to| stay in my racket—not geod enough | him. for her” His voice grew uglier. He | though. addressed Marta directly. “But you took a string of pearls on your own, my dear! Pretty pearls, I saw them.” “Youre lying.” Marta said, but

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She did not tell him so, It was better for him to

back. “It won't be difficult, dear,” Judith answered.

Phil, my

“That's | oot on my nerves. I loved her for |

1 | would choose only a few things for

She never had stopped Joving |

feel that he was winning his way

HEN she was aware of the rush of the train through the night. | “We needn't go West,” she said. “Now we can get off at Newark.” His hands were holding hers firmly. “We're going on,” he said. | “Singapore, Rome, Bagdad. I hut | ried my Oriental trip and took a chance on two reservations all along the way. I thought you might come.” He grinned boyishly at her astonishment. “Honey, we're off to | see the world!” | A long time later, when the] Quaker City was vanishing down the rails, he said: “How are you fixed for clothes? You'll need | things, darling—" Judith's eyes smiled, but her lips | were grave. She remembered the | boxes that were following her from | | New York. They mattered little | now. She would wire to have them | sent on to San Francisco, and she

| the trip, from among the collection. | “Iret’s travel light, my dearest,” | she whispered. “Clothes can be

| such a burden!” THE END.

“Love Gets a Lift,” The

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| tomorrow on this page.

her face was as white as her hat. “I won't stand it.” Phil noticed it. speak, then paused. “Kick him out,” Phil.

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clench her hands and look toward | the door. “I want to hear it.” | HE heavy blue and

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on my trail because my ex-wife was The doorman, epaulets glittering, at your house when the pearls went. | ut I was innocent. Funny! I was inno- |

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come here. So foilowad.” He held up doubtfully into her son's face.

a warning hand. "Didn't give vou | there anything the matter, Charlie?” |

away to the cops, Marta. Not at all. “Why, no mother.” Chuck Gil-

chrome | looked around the room apprais-

roadster eased to a stop before! ingly. the man challenged. “The police got | the entrance of the Sheraton Plaza. | “Your furniture’s just lovely. : l | { never saw anything like it, even i ted to the curb and opened the Louderback’s furniture store. Wha But Mrs. Gilbert, small and | So I've been following Marta to find heat in her printed blue silk, made ; With oil, I guess.”

out. Saw her leave her house and no move to get out. She looked up | . ho | marked Mrs. Gilbert,

I n is it—mahogany?” “Mahogany, but hand rubbed. understand,” re- | “what you want with six rooms and two serv- | ants.” | “Oh, its not for myself, mother. |

“I still don't

Gentleman to the end. Just gave bert nodded toward the Sheraton |

them your address. But be careful, | Plaza. “We're here, that's all. Hop |I could do with a hall bedroom-— Marta, be careful!” out.” | goodness knows I lived in ‘em long |

Judith spoke quietly. “How did the | police happen to know I lost my pearls?” “Yes—how?’ Marta asked.

“Oh.” She looked up at the tall | enough. But, for business reasons, apartment hotel and gulped. “Do I have to entertain. You know how you live—here?” dad used to send a mess of bull“Sure thing, honey pie. . . . Boy, | heads down to the liveryman? Be-

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“It was the jewel detectives from | take these bags to apartment 613. | cause he bought feed from us? Same the insurance agency,” Phil told | Jeff.” to the doorman, “take this and | idea, but with city trimmings.”

them. “I reported Judith's loss, quite | beat it. This is one guest I'm going | naturally. I wanted to clear Marta to escort myself.” . 1 completely and I also wanted to re-| The bill changed hands and dis- | gain the pearls.” | appeared instantly. The gorgeous one bowed low. “Yas, suh.” | . “Well,” remarked Mrs. Gilbert,

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police are about up with you. “It's like the movies. If I wasn't) Came to warn you.’ Basil Rogers | here myself I'd never believe it. And | : | look!”

said and turned to go. “You took those pearls?” " 8 » | looked straight at Marta. by OLDFISH in the fountain! “No, he’s lying. He didnt want They had some in the pool at | me to divorceshim. I couldn't stay Central Park, back in Walnut Grove | with him when I found out he but the kids got ‘em after a couple | was a jewel thief. I never saw the days. They were only little ones | pearls.” anyway. But these! If your pa was | The maid came in then to an- here he'd go right downtown and | nounce other callers. It was Basil | buy a fish pole.” Rogers who nodded to her. “Show “Good old dad,” laughed Chuck. ‘em in. show ‘em in. The detec- “Seems like only yesterday he was | tives, Marta. my love. They talked | Whaling me one minute and taking | to me a while ago and I thought me out after walnuts the next. How | it would be sort of nice for all of is he anyway? He never writes.” us to get together, so I told them | “Well, for that matter, neither do to come along. Have a nice talk— You,” commented Mrs. Gilbert, They | get things settled—and you can (entered the hotel lobby. “So this is marry this gentleman.” your “house. Why its like a store, “Detectives? Here?” Phil asked. isnt it? Only with chairs. Are these | folks all your friends?” " & 9 She walked up to a young man HE next 10 minutes were a blur | idling beside a potted palm and exT to Judith—a blur that would tended her hand. “I'm Charley's come back with clarity later. She | mother. First time I've seen him in knew that the detectives confronted | four years. 1 want to meet all his Marta with evidence she couldn't | friends. withstand. She had sold the pearls, The stranger took her one here and one there, thinking | warmly and bowed. “I congratulate she ran no danger. She admitted, | You both,” he said. sobbingly, that she had needed the 5 & 8 money to maintain her apaiutent | SLEEK-HAIRED servant in a and wardrobe until she an X 1 | white coat let them into aparts were married. She had been in con- “Thank you, Hyams.’

y «| ment 613. Stok Tear that she would be dis-| iq Chuck. “This is my mother. COV .

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. + And how do you get so tanned? You look fine.” “Golf—for business purposes | again. I admit I like the game, > He grinned: his teeth were white against his dark skin. “Well, mother, since we've just two days, let's get going. There's | a ball game you ought to see, and | on the way I'll ride you through the park. We'll take in a show to- | night. What do you say?” Two days later Mrs. Gilbert was installed comfortably in her Pullman. “I declare,” she said to Charles, “vesterday and today seem like a dream, with theater footlights and headwaiters and second | base all mixed up.” She blinked | rapidly. “Maybe when I get back | home I can straighten it out.” “I'm going to return your visit; | when I can break away from the | office.” Chuck kissed her good-by. “Give dad a good report of me, I solemnly promise to write him before the year's out. Heres some fruit and a couple of magazines.” “Bo-oard!” warned the conductor.

” ” ” HUCK GILBERT let himself into Apartment 613 and pitched | the key onto the magazine table. | Ethel sat in the living room with |

under her; Hyams sprawled on the davenport reading a detective story | magazine. “Hi, Chuck.” said Hyams. "Get | along all right?” “Swell,” said Gilbert. about it presently.” He went to a bedroom, got down a cab driver's uniform from the top shelf and changed into it. The suit!

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0 1 “Yes, Mr. Gilbert. I leased to she pleaded with Phil. "I was going | > Super Pn pleated

" ri—as | meet you, ma'am.” to redeem them-—every pearl—as| “uywho's that?” his mother wanted soon as I was married and had a °

know. bank account.” ‘| “That's my man. And here is his “I'll call you later, Judith, Phil | wife. Bethel. Show my mother to said abruptly, and engineered the her room and help her freshen up group into the outer hall and the ga pie» elevator. | “Yes, sir.” Ethel plucked the wrap Judith noticed that the rain Was from the woman's arm. “This way, abating. She slipped into her while! nMys. Gilbert.” 9 raincoat and black beret that «well® said Mrs. Gilbert. “A matched the raincoat’s belt and col= | hired man and a hired girl too. lar. She went into the park, throw- | Think of that. Charley's a pretty ing her face high to catch the wet, | busy man, I guess. What's your sweet wind. She walked and walked name, honey? Mrs. Hyams?” and walked. | “Yes, actually,” smiled the maid. > & 8 | “But you're to call me Ethel. Just T last, the ugliness of the after- | Sit down.” The girl knelt and A noon quite gone, she wen: |Slibped off the woman's shoes. home. Suddenly it did not matter | “ =» if Phil kept his faith with Marta | or not. He knew her now, for what | she was. If he wanted her, then |...

aside. “I'm so happy that you found your work, son.” She

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some power wiser and stronger than | any with which he could cope was | directing him. | She had her telephone turned off |

the next day. She and her maid | busied themselves with packing, and | late in the day, when the last bag had gone to the station, she went over to Anne's to wait until train | “time. If Phil called, she did not | know. She didn’t want to know. | She went to the train alone because she did not wish to be sure] rounded by gaiety, flowers, toasts | for which she had no heart tonight. | The creak of the wheels began, | smoothly and efficiently. The train | was rushing down the station shed, | now under the tunnel. It emerged | and she saw the lights of the Jersey | lowlands. Then the train had passed | Manhattan Transfer, and was | swinging toward Philadelphia on | the first lap of its Westward trek. |

SHADOW filled the doorway. She supposed the conductor had come for tickets—no, she had turned them in at the station. The porter, with a message, perhaps, She glanced up. “Phil!” “May I come in Judith?” he asked. “Yes—only—" She gestured to the passing landscape. “You can't get off!” “I don’t want to get off!” Their eyes met, the clear blue and the shadowed gray. “Oh, Judy,” Phil said, and somehow his long arms were around her and his Mps were against her hair.

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