Indianapolis Times, Indianapolis, Marion County, 4 January 1940 — Page 19

"THURSDAY, JAN. 4, 1940

/ SERIAL STORY—

Blackout

By RUTH AYRES

y CAST OF CHARACTERS MARY CARROLL—American fashion expert, in London during wartime. VINCENT GREGG—Soldier of fortune, in love with Mary. CARLA MARCHETTA—A mysterious London socialite. . + DR. GILBERT LENOX-—Surgeon, serving with British Army. : . YESTERDAY: Mary discovers her face has been paralyzed by the injury she suffered when the Marovia went down. ‘Vincent fails to recognize her. Dr. Lenox returns to - quiet her, promises that surgery may relieve the condition, restore her to normal. He calls her “Miss Winters” and Mary realizes that she has been mistaken for the English girl. Anna probably died on the Moravia. She takes a letter from Anna’s handbag.

CHAPTER TEN

MARY CARROLL shuddered as

she shook out the letter, with Anna’s passport inside it. To Whom It May Concern: Today I made a last attempt to volunteer my services to England. There is no use in trying any longer. Doctors told me I have an insurable heart condition. I'm go-: ing to the States again where I can at least work and send money home to Ehgland to help my country at war. I write this in full knowledge

TI may never reach the States. I have nothing to lose. My father, Private William ‘Winters, was killed in France in the World War. My mother died in the epidemic, leaving me to be brought up in a home for war orphans. When my few affairs are settled here I shall say good-bye to my Bournemouth friends and come to London to await sailing. My only

relative is my "Uncle Douglas |

° Winters whom I have never seen, He lieves in Canada. I enclose his

address and ask he be notified in |

case of accident. Anna Winters. -Slowly the letter loosened in Mary's hands. The tears she had) been too overwrought to shed, trickled down her twisted face.

{ : 2 8 8 ) WHEN MARY next opened her

eyes, morning sun had pierced. the.

London fog and was sifting like iridescent dust through the windows. A nurse stepped up to Mary's

. side. ! “I'll bathe you and bring you a

“Sirapper,” she said. “Then how about a sip of hot tea? Dr. Lenox gave orders you were to have a tray this morning. In another day or two, he’s going to let yousit up.” : Unnoticing, Mary Carroll began to slip into the hospital-routine. Finally she became accustomed to hearing ‘herself called by 'Anna’s name. Strength slowly returning to her, she accepted her fate with resignation. : Days passed and soon she was up, taking walks in the ward and going to the sunporch. One by one, the refugees who'd survived the Moravia disaster, were being discharged. Mrs. Tully remained and, in her clumsy way, tried to be comforting. : It was she who was beside Mary the day the girl finally could put off |

‘no longer the task of facing herself |

squarely in the mirror. Resolutely, she drew her eyes to the glass. “My, you must have had pretty hair,” Mrs. Tully began to chatter nervously. “The gray in it is from the shock.’ It’s a wonder we didn’t -all turn white-headed.” Wearily, Mary brushed her hand over the once silky, corn-colored

hair. It had turned darker and the |F

gray stood out sharply. : She felt a touch on her. elbow, “Not too much at one time, young ‘ lady,” Dr. Lennox was saying gravely. “Come out to the sundeck with | me for a minute, It's clear enough today to see how London’ is redoubling its barricades.” In some way he had extricated her from Mrs. Tully and guided her to the deserted porch. . “See how they’ve hoisted a whole new floating fleet of balloons,” he . pointed out. “And a whole new crop © of ‘A. R. P. signs have sprouted in the park. Looks like there isn't a mid-London building - that isn’t knee-deep in sandbags now. It's pretty grim; isn’t it?” Mary shook her head in agreement. He went on, “I'm on air raid emergency duty. You feel it’s pretty close when those warning sirens begin to howl.” She looked up quickly, words on her lips. This very young American doctors standing before her was the one who'd rescued her in an air raid that last night in the restaurant with Vincent. There could be no mistaking that Yankee drawl—that flaming hair and the massive shoulders of a football: player. = | . -. : Then her lips closed. Dr. Lenox would never connect that girl in the restaurant - with the pitiful person standing before him. She began slowly, each syllable torn from her tortuously. “This is a blackout for me. I had everything to live for before this happened. I was in love—so very much in love. And now, this awful war has blacked me out, too. I'm ugly, I'm maimed.” Averting her face, she felt Gilbert Lenox touch her shoulder gently. «you mustn’t feel like that. I don’t know much about love but if it's as glorious as it’s supposed to be, nothing can change it. You must believe it. It’s your life line. Have you been in touch with your sweetheart?”

GILBERT LENOX led her to a chair. Then he took out a notebook and his fountain pen. “Write me . his name and address and let me explain what's happened to him.”

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NEVER WOULD she write Vincent’s name or address. Never would she see him until she was herself again—freed from the blackout that held her prisoner. Her hand with the pen it it began to move. Instead of writing, she made a few tentative lines. London with Hyde Park dotted with: A. R. P. signs and buses rolling on almost traffic-free streets. The pen

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