Indianapolis Times, Indianapolis, Marion County, 20 February 1940 — Page 17

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CHAPTER TWE TWENTY-FIVE (continued) “WHERE ARE Dan and Lynda?” hissed Mrs. Martin into. Katie's ear,|. as she pressed her hand. . “They came with us,” Katié whispered back. “I guess they're still downstairs getting off their hats and coats.” f Mrs. Martin nodded, as others joined the line. “Awfully nice of you to come, Mr. and Mrs. -Donovan,” she said in her drillmaster’s voice. When Lynda and Dan appeared, she made them join her and their “Uncle William” as she referred to her husband. ¢ “Why doesn’t your uncle Kick—," : muttered Dan, to Lynda, after they : had shaken hands with the hundredth couple, -“or at least. break and run?” . “I don’t know why he should, » answered Lynda stiffly. } “Well, I do. Come on, let's dance.” * Before she could protest he had Whirled hre out on the floor. “Oh, this is a waltz. I hate waltzes,” she eried. : “Never mind,” he said. one will be a tango.” “And I hate to tango,” she fussed. “I'm not the type.” Someone cut in. Dan didn’t even know the .boy, but he surrendered Lynda gladly enough. She wasn’t the type! At last he knew she wasn’t. In another second he had extricated his hat and coat from the custody of a sur-

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“EVERYBODY'S OVER at Kelly's Dance Hall, sir,” the hot dog stand man told Dan at Pier Six. “Is Marie La Porte there?” . “Yep. Folks tell me she warn’t goin’ ‘at first. But something ¢hanged her mind.” . Dan raced up the steep stairs to the dance hall. ¢ “Name, mister?” A huge-fisted | giant waiting at the top of the flight glared at him. “Why, Donovan. Dan Donovan.” Dan was puzzled. - “Mis-ter Dan Donovan fellow bellowed. ‘Dan aavanced hesitatingly to at jt

barn-like room jammed with people, “F was in the legislature for two years, but Here's no future in that.”

many dancing, others crowding around Bat-and Mrs.-L.a Porte, and FLAPPER FANNY © “By Sylvia near them, Marie, strikingly beau- . tiful in a simple blue crepe dress. A blaring band roared out a waltz. As Dan watched, he saw Marie dance away with Tommy Ryan. - Dan started forward, fists clenched, shdving his way through the crowd, w the whirling pair, = ® A WOMAN SHRIEKED, ‘Dan, . heard loud, angry voices. "The band stopped suddenly. .-The crowd | surged toward Bat. Dan glimpsed him, pulling off his -coat, shouting | angrily. And the object of Baus rage was—Mike Donovan! ~ “I know me hoy 5 herer> Mike was shouting.’ | Marie darted across thé room to her father’s side. “Papa! Papa! - ‘Will you hever stop this fighting?” | Dan waited as Tommy Ryan pushed into. the circle gathered about Bat and Mike. A grimy workman came up the | stairs, ‘edged his way .to' Bat.| “There's nothing - wrong’ with that valve, ‘La. Porte!” : ‘Bat pushed him aside. “tt Knew that all the time. I pay you to re~ pair, not to explain.” Marie eyed her father.. He had known, then. How this old bargeman loved her. To give up his cargo.| Ra. At that moment on the barge, Bat! IN had surrendered his daughter's fu- \ ture into her own hands. “I had to make you turn back to New York, papa,” she explained. Bat turned to her, forgetting Donovan for an instant. “I know, baby,” he said tenderly. “Why? Because you wanted to marry Tommy ~ Ryan?” “No, because IT want to be near Dan Donovan!” Marie's words

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“Do you think that a boy like|. that can. really care for you—a barge captain’s daughter?” Marie nodded. : ““But he won't marry you—" Bat warned. : he + Dan _ shoved the crowd away. ai reached Marie's side. “That’s just} what I intend to do!” ‘He held| ' Marie's hand, waited for Bat's wrath to descend upon them. “No ye won’t!” Mike bellowed, re-covering-fofm the shock. “I'll disinherit you!” J Dan faced his father: ' Marie's hand was still. clutched tightly in his own. “That doesn’t matter. I can get along without your money,” he said in an even voice, loud enough for all to hear, “vou could be a bargaman,” Marie ventured, proud of Dan, content in her happiness. . Bat forgot his first quarrel, joined forces with his future son-in-law. “I don’t see why not—you can work with me!® He glared belligerently

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“MIKE! MIKE! DO you know what you're saying?’ The circle to let Kate Donovan: through to her husband’s side. : “NOW, how Kate!” Mike’s voice soothed ‘her. “Sure I. know what I'm doing. I had to be certain Dan’ knéw what HE was doing.” He moyed ‘over to his son, “stuck out his hand. “Dannie, my boy! Ye've won... I'm proud of you, boy. .And ‘of me new daughter, too.” ‘His arm

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on, “Ye ean have the Katherine for ed “honeymoon!” Bats grin matched Mike's.’ “Just so it’s. not a truck!” he remarked. “What's that?” Tommy ‘Ryan, started a fist toward Bat's nose. But it never landed. ‘Moving SwIvy.

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Mike Donavan blocked: ‘the blow, ‘then landed a haymaker flush’ on Ryan’s chin, | “Throw him" out” yelled George Fontaine. “Throw him out!” echoed Matt, Flanagan, and together they grabbed, Ryan, fustied him to the ‘Ss = =

“MR. LA’ PORTE,” Dan- said, “Dad says we can turn the Kath-

erine into a barge if we want 0.” |

Mike chuckled.

what I want- to say, if ye should ever want .to go into the. truckin’ business to “work with Donovan and La Porte, I might stake—" But his last. words were drowned out as the band blared out again. “Come on, Marie!” said Dan, +. (The End) *

“I must admit,| I've foreseen such a possibility, but

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