Indianapolis Times, Indianapolis, Marion County, 10 August 1939 — Page 23

SDAY, AUG. 10

STORY—

" +. CAST OF CHARACTERS 5 LINDA STORM—Fell in love with her best friend's fiance. i | _ MARCIA KING — Navy girl, loved a i flyer. 3 structor at Pensacola. GEORGE CAMERON — Linda’s fiance. © ~~ Yesterddy — Linda tells Jimmy their : ‘marriage is impossible while her father 5 lives, while Jimmy remains in he Navy. } Later she meets ‘George, refuses to tell 3 ‘him about Jimmy, gives back his ring.

CHAPTER THIRTEEN |

: “Y INDA!” Startled out of his calm, George Cameron was { grabbing at her. “Linda, you can't do this!” TR a = » . i . She eluded him, ran up the steps » and yanked at the door. Behind : her, she heard a tiny metallic sound . as the platinum and. diamond’ eni gagement ‘ring fell ‘to the: stone : walk, Then she was: stumbling in- -* side, closing the door against him. *. She stood with her back against it, - her breath coming fast, for a long . minute before she went upstairs. - George would not. ring the bell, nor haminer on-the door. He'd ‘go away, 7 quietly. She knew him that well. She did’ not’ realize until much later {hat . her subconscious, mind ; had "acted against the will she had * imposed ohh herself. “Break the engagement,” Jimmy had pleaded. ' She'd replied that she couldn't. * And yet, almost .before his. airliner had time to take off from the airport, that blind :impluse to tear i George's ring off her finger had egged her on. al “With a :sinking heart, she remembered Daddy. If she didn’t « placate George quickly, Daddy . would hear of this. He must not . hear. of it. . “No shocks,” Dr. Logan had ordered. What a monster she was becoming! « foolll. BL C ! But on Monday, she could not force herself to telephone "George. ; It-was better over. She dreaded the time when Daddy + would: ask, “Where's George? He * hasn’t come to see me.” ;

. ©. Yet when the day came—only}

.three days after that fatal Sunday —she managed to answer, lightly “eriough, “He’s been busy at the laboratory, I suppose.” :

‘Her father looked at her. “Linda,|

you're keeping something from me. * I've tried .to get it out of Rourke, but she’s like a clam when she : wants to be.”

+The palms of her hands were

wet, and her mouth was dry. No ~ shocks, Dr. Logan had ordered. No shocks. “How funny of you, Daddy,

to think I'm hiding a deep, dark |

. secret,” she managed to say. “What could I possibly be hiding?” : “You've quarreled with George, haven't you?” The quiet voice was implacable. “You never used to lie to me, Linda. But now, behind your- smiling, you're not the same

+ girl. Can’t you confide in me? Tell}

me what's wrong.” | 2. 2 =» | HE bent forward and touched : the frail, veined hand. ing’s wrong; Daddy. Really.” “] want you to:be happy,” he persisted. “If you've found that SGeorge can’t make you happy, that’s all right. I—I don’t mind as much as you think, my dear.” ‘He patted her hand affectionately. “Some-

times I thought it was my influence] |

that ‘was the only cause for your ever having become interested in

George. I used to wonder if it was}:

wise. Because you're so young and alive—the way your mother was—" ...Her mother. She had died when Linda was a baby. Daddy seldom mentioned her, his grief and-‘loss ' ‘had gone too deep. : * “George is a fine man, Linda. You know what I think of. him ‘as a scientist and teacher. But when . 1 saw you two together, sometimes, I had my doubts. I refused to face . them.” " He smiled in a wry way. © “I told myself that your youth and beauty were not as vulnerable as - they seemed tp me. I told myself ' you were enough my daughter to :_value George’s mind, his scholarly achievements. I was an old fool, my ‘dear. “You arg your mother’s daughter. She married me for no reason in the world ‘except that we loved each other.” ~ Linda was weeping helplessly before he finished speaking. How correctly he had read her heart! “I didn’t. want to lie to" you, - Daddy,” she sobbed. “But I couldn't bear fo. hurt you.” . ~~ = -° “Darling, it will always hurt me

more cruelly to have you keep .the : y I'm your father. | Surely I can understand anything|

truth from me.

that you feel is right ., .’ . She didn’t feel that those planes

were right. “She hated them. This|

other problem was. one she: must face and fight alone’: nis Daddy didn’t ask her what had precipitated her . quarrel with George.. -All he said was, “Come here, Linda.” He kissed her forehead. .Then he was holding her in his ‘arms as he had held her on “those long ago days when she had skinned a knee or stubbed a toe. “My little girl. My dear, dear little girl.” 2 ~ sie ? 2.88 ' TY) OURKE found them like that when she came in with the . tray. “A fine mess!” she grunted. “Cet ‘off that bed, girl.” Grudg- * ingly, she added, “Go on, stay here if you ‘want to. I'll be glad of a few minutes away from this room. He’s been grumpy as an old bear!” “I wont be now, Miss Rourke,” Daddy promised humbly. “I'm very ‘happy again. Happy and relieved.” + “Get along with ye! What'd you think the child had: dome, robbed a bank?” ’ Pl run downstairs and get Tiberious,” Linda smiled. “It'll be like old- times again.” Je “Bring “up the manuscript from Milan, t68,? Daddy told her. “I

haven’t looked at: it since I've been|:

in ork AL prints ce % The evening -paper; was lying on the hall table. Linda took that, too, on:her way back upstairs. But ‘Daddy Waved it aside. “Give me e. manuscript.” - BAL * Rourke threatened to stay out half the night, seeing a movie over twice ‘always see them twice; . can remember better.” Fis Tl" be right. here ‘till you get sk,” Linda said. She fixed her father’s pillows, adsted the bed*lamp. She: straightened and tidiéd the room for. the pight, feeling a new and sweet peace er. After Daddy was setprécious manuscript.

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