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Daughter By HELEN WORDEN

5 CAST OF CHARACTERS MARIE LA PORTE—Model in sive dress shoppe. lives on a ba DAN DONOVAN—Playbo: rich Irishman, in love wit

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exclurge. Mane ® TOMMY RY of the truckers fiihting Marie's father. :

LYNMDA MARTIN — Society debutante, _ wantr to marry Dan,

BAPTISTE LA PORTE—Marie’s father, owner of a fleet of barges.

YESTERDAY — Mike Donovan arrives in New York, finds Dan absent. Mike RZoes to Lynda, tells her how happy her engagement to Dan has made him, Lynda is puzzled. Dan has not asked her. Mike plans a family celebration the event. Arriving home, his Chinese servant informs him. ‘“Meesah Dan in jail”

CHAPTER EIGHT MARIE LA PORTE’'S hand shook as she brushed her brown curls before the tiny mirror waich hung in the alcove that served as her bedroom aboard the La Porte barge. . She was miserably unhappy. The very thing she had been trying to avoid had happened, just because Dan Donovan had insisted on coming to the barge. A shadow crossed her window. Tommy was still outside. He might kill Dan.

The casual conversation be-

mother sifted through the blue denim curtain. “Yes,” Dan was saying, “my folks like water too. Dad's idea of a holiday is fo have nothing

to do but sit on the after-deck of |

his houseboat, smoke his pipe and think and sometimes, just sit.” “Nanette, where is my pipe?” Bat asked his wife. Turning to Dan, he continued, “Your pop and I, we share tastes in common. I smoke and sit and think. Specially when we go to Canada summers.” “Yes,”—Mrs. La Potre passed his pipe—“that is my husband’s idea of Heaven. Those long trips —they are monotonous. No life for women.” : “I'm glad Marie has that job uptown, modelling,” she said. “At least that gets her away part of the time.” Bat disagreed amiably. “This is a peaceful life. Eet ees my very existence,” he protested. “Just like Marie, I was born and brought up on a canal boat. My father before me had hees boats.” > His gaze rested affectionately on Marie as she entered the cabin. “They are my friends.” Marie sat down. “Pop’s talking about the past. Trucking’s cut in on the barge business now.” “Yes,” said Mrs. La Porte. “We're lucky if we have three hauls a summer, and tonight Bat’s lost this phosphate. cargo.” | Bat scowled. “I'll make them pay | for this.” Dan stared at him. “I don’t want | to be rude, but was that where you} got your black eye?” : i

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“There was a dreaqful fight before ° you and Marie came,” Mrs. La Porte’ answered. “I thought Bat would be murdered.” Dan moved his chair close to Marie. “Then you're really not safe” down here?” “It's just a war. between the truckmen and the bargémen.” = ” 2

A SHADOW darkened a eabin window. “That's Tommy Ryan again, papa.” Marie spoke nervously. “Was he the boy that stopped

us out on the dock?” broke in Dan. §

“Yes, and I wish to Heaven he

would leave us alone.” a,

Bat took his pipe out of his .mouth and stared at Marie. “Then you don't want io that keed?” “Did you think she did?” Dan's voice was desperate. Bat looked at him shrewdly. “Why should youscare, my fellow?” Mrs. La Porte raised a restraining hand. “Bat! Do be quiet.”

A shadow again fell across the ; cabin window. Bat sprang to his § feet. “That idiot!” Does he think N

he can police my boat thees way?” Dan reached for his hat and coat. “I'll settle that gazook.” He was on deck before reached the hatchway. » “Let them fight,” said Bat contentedly. ‘Maybe they will deemolish each other, and then you'll be free of these monkeys.” He had locked the hatchway and stuck the key in his pocket by the time Marie reached it. . “Oh, you're cruel,” she shouted. “Let me out of here!” She beat her fists against Bat’s broad chest. “Have you gone mad, Marie? First you tell me that Tommy Ryan means nothing to you. Then you

Marie

see heem give your father a black|

eye. You cannot possibly have use for heem after that. “Now, you bring theese strange boy, Dan what's hee-name in and I know you cannot have any attachment for him because you do not make hees acquaintance long enough. Yet you cry when he and Tommy fight. Eet is not any concern of ours.” Marie caught her father’s hand. “Please, papa. Don’t let them kill each other,”she pleaded. ” 2 ”

SHE AND HER mother followed Bat to the dock. . “Oh, I knew it,” she cried as she caught sight of two men. fighting

on the pier. “Tommy’s killing him.” | -

Bat made a futile attempt to separate the pair. Mrs. La Porte called that she was going to the barge for a bucket of hot water. “That will separate them,” she cried. : . The sudden focusing of a flashlight stopped their talk. - “What's all this?” a gruff voice demanded. “Hello, Jerry,” said Bat, as the policeman pocketed his light and/| made for the two boys. “What a time we have had thees evening.” “Who started this?” demanded Jerry McGuire. “1 did,” Tommy ‘paused. “1 did,” Dan yeled. They both fell to fighting again. “0. K.” Jerry caught them by the arms. “Come along and tell the judge about it.” :

Mrs. La Porte came running back : with her pan of hot water. “Praise|

God they're all right! Let me wash _their faces.” Jerry laughed. “They’ll have plenty of time to do that in jail.” “You can’t put Dan in jail,” Marie said excitedly. “His father is—" “The boy's been disturbin’ the peace just the same as Tommy was. I don’t care who his father is.” - . (To Be Continued)

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