Indianapolis Times, Indianapolis, Marion County, 26 August 1938 — Page 20

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CAST OF CHARACTERS KINEAID PARKER~hero. Handsome, ‘Jobless, he has just inherited half.inferest in a vacant Connecticut home. SALLY PENNINGTON-—heroine. Blond, pretty, she has inherited the other half

% closure approaches and Kinks and Sally { are desperate. Then Kinks has a last- ; minute idea!

of the home. Together they turn it into < " % a “Restatorium.” HE GIB MISTAH® Yesterday: The day of the fore- B A AJA A DAT : - HULA SHOW!

CHAPTER SEVENTEEN

ISS SALLY PENNINGTON, arising late after a sleepless night, saw Mr. Kings Parker sailing blithely down the driveway with the Great Pierre at his side. And what was more, they were sailing in Sally Pennington’s car. Sally gave a gasp of annoyance. Today, of all days, she had expected the companionship and sympathy

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of Kinks. She couldn’t understand : his going off anywhere. Why, he Some > was in this just as much as she. SEIS. 5.20 CoPR. 1930 BY NEASERVIS AST ON) THE . { She ate a quick breakfast and : . HOOF " resolutely set out for Winstock on | “Say, did I leave a bag of cement instead of flour here this morning?” |-26 ; foot. It was worth a chance to have : LI'L ABNER

a last shot at pleading with Spen-| FLAPPER FANNY

cer Ames for an extension of the payment. She returned at 1 o'clock, her cheeks on fire. Wilton had not been there. But she had spent over ‘ two hours with his father. In turn, she had pleaded, cajoled, expostulated and wept. She thight as well have been talking to the sphinx of 1 Egypt. Finally her temper broke : from its moorings. Spencer Ames, his tight mouth obstinately set, heard at length just what Miss Sally Pennington thought of him. 8 8 8

T the Restatorium she found A Mrs. Clipstack in a state. “This is a crazy house,” Mrs. Clip- ! stack said darkly. “I cook a nice, hot lunch and four of ’em don’t come to eat it.” «What four?” - asked Sally list- ! lessly. : Mrs. Clipstack enumerated. “Mr. Parker, that French hocus pocus man, and those two hoodlums in i shirtsleeves.” < She could feel hot, blinding tears f gathering beneath her eyelids. At any second now they would pour forth in a torrent. She wanted to { get off by herself and have a good cry. She left the kitchen hurriedly by the back door. Her handbag was still on her arm. In it reposed a check for $400 drawn to the order of the First National Bank of Winstock, which Spencer Ames had refused to accept as partial payment of the mortgage Spd . interest and amortization. The thought of it made Sally sick.

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HE voice of Kinks Parker, raised T in a chanty singsong, was proceeding from the ‘barn. “C'mon, Adar,” Kinks was imploring. “Adar from Decatur, treat me right. Eight’s m’ point an’ eight’s m’ potion. Are you ready? Then, go! Hot diggety.” Postponing her cry for a moment, Sally crept to the barn and peered in at the door. Kneeling in a circle were Kinks Parker, the Great Pierre, Bull Griffin and Mr. Tony Spaldini. Each had money before him, but the Great Pierre had more than the others. Even as Sally looked the dice were his and he rolled them | with a grand Continental flourish. On the running-board of one of the cars, not playing but absorbed in the game, sat Mr. C. K. Titus. No one noticed Sally. And it was a good thing. For the tears came suddenly now, like rain in Pago Pago. She turned, fled down to the river and flung herself on the \ grass. Kinks? Kinks had simply walked out of his responsibilities. He claimed he loved her, wanted to marry her. But he'd left her at the crucial moment, left her to fight a losing battle with Spencer Ames. ’ In the barn the Great Pierre was very hot. He had started slowly, but now the dice were rolling his way. His pile of money grew. He made pass after pass. He won consistently.

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SAY AS LONG AS YOU WANT TO STICK CLOSE TO THE FIELD, LET'S RUN UP TO MY APARTMENT... MY BUTLER. IS AN EXCELLENT COOK!

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WHY, YES...ER-I WAS LEFT A BIT OF MONEY... AVIATION IS SORT OF A HOBBY WITH ME, Y'KNOW

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hard driver as Chuck.”

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SOMEBODY IN THAT WOUSE WT ME WITH A CRUTCH, .. AND I DEMAND THEIR ARREST.

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' 2a 2a “You take me out so seldom that people are beginning to suspect we're i HE Great Pierre’s hands were . married.” ~ be swift birds. Impossible to . ollow them. Every once in a while, ; they would flash to his side. And THIS CURIOUS WORLD then Kinks, who knelt next to him, EE would reach surreptitiously over. And Mr. C. K. Titus watching| fi silently from the running-board would smile to himself. All at once Kinks leapt to his feet. | . “Well,” he cried, “I'm cleaned out. You guys go ahead.” He dashed suddenly from the barn. How long she'd been crying, Sally Pennington. didn’t know. She felt herself lifted suddenly. “Where’s that $400?” Kinks Parker ! was shouting in her ear. ; : ‘She looked at him blankly, the| J tears streaming down her cheeks. i “In m-my handbag,” she said. “A—a check. But you—you . .. don’t ! you touch me. I hate you. You...” “Nuts,” cut in Kinks. “Come on.” |

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He seized her wrist and raced her across the lawn. Sally’s car stood in the driveway. To Kinks’ amazement, C. K. Titus sat in the back. “I'm coming with you,” said C. K. Titus. ‘ There wasn’t time to find out why. Kinks pushed Sally in. The car roared out of Mrs. Preston’s grounds. . At the bank in Winstock Mr. Spencer Ames sat with a smile playing about his lips. He looked across the desk at his son Wilton. : “Well,” he said, “they’ve got just * half an hour. They can’t make it. We've played our cards very well, Wilton, and we’ll show a ‘handsome profit. We . . ” There was a sudden commoti outside his office. 8 8 =» HE door of Mr. Ames’ office was flung violently open. The next instant Sally Pennington, Kinks Parker and an unassuming, unknown gentleman stood in the room. Spencer Ames struggled to his feet. Kinks marched to the desk. With a quick gesture he flung down a a check for $400 and $200 in bills. ie ’ “And you”—he whirled suddenly a on Wilton—“you dirty, little rat. 1’d = . like to plaster you all over the state of Connecticut.” Sally came to life. If anybody was going to raise the devil with Wilton Ames, she thought that it

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Spencer Ames sat down gasping. Wilton, however, glowéred palely at Kinks. “You can’t break in here and talk to me like that,” he snarled. “IL... .” It was all Kinks wanted.

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should be she. “And let me tell you this, Wilton Ames,” she snapped. “If you ever so much as—as look at me “again, I'll slap your face so hard that your head will ring till Christmas.”

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in the press box. It came through the air in a swift arc and landed on the jaw of Mr. Wilton Ames.

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