Indianapolis Times, Indianapolis, Marion County, 8 March 1940 — Page 34

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HARA BROOKS—dime store counter Tr . . IRENE TEMPLE—society -debutante. YESTERDAY: Steve is astonished when Ann orders an excellent dinner. He |. knows she doesn’t belong to this crowd. | * She avoids his questioning, looks fer:a chance to escape. Finally it comes and she leaves. Clara refuses to quit the party. Steve follows Ann, insists that she let him drive her home. When he crashes red lights, a police car trails them.

CHAPTER FIFTEEN STEVE LAUGHED exultantly, ac- - gelerating his speed, dodging in and out of traffic at a terrific rate. Another siren took up the chase. Ann

* silently hung on. Ag. ) ; At last a squad car came along- CRAM WINS van

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ep : 42 Dc y = Bs : NS i Ey = a over to the curb. He was still 2k Fes laughing. An officer came to the| : LA / ; : \ i. A PHOTO FINISH! window. py 7 \ SELES == : [/COPR. 1940 8Y N . 8. PAT. OFF. “So it’s you, Claybourne,” he opr. 1940 by United Pes (ure Syndicate. toe. | : ; : ” Ve TEE Ur Stupeny | PoniAT [hs = CALL IP 2 MADAME?” J NOBODY \iAs J{ WE HAIN your old tricks. What's the alibi] “So many Presidential candidates being adopted inte th tribe, we BOY, WAS THE : STILL THE IN THE NAME OF J A-LIVIN' ON “KS A-LEA -. this time?” feel justified in making a slight charge to cover the GOING ITLL BE A WORSE THE LAW-1{ {T-TILL WE FOUND \E “The lady is sick,” Steve ex- cost of blanket and feathers!” hy ET IN DER YOU Plaines ol Jun he — pie HOL ‘EM SAYING IT nearest hospital.” He nudg ’ D EVERYTHING 0 J - who was petrified with fear. “Cough a Dive JUNE F778 RE Js Te PN J SPESiiLY BUNKER BLAS for the captain dear.” ; ; aE o S . h : ; ] : § s or The officer had been leaning,| [X Ie = Cel ; J CES £3 : n = a = 3 i i MOET 5 i LEAVE” | : & a, AT

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grimly. “What did I have for dinner?” Steve wanted to know. “Get along to the station and no © funny business,” the law commanded. : Ann had been crouching in the geat. At this point she leaned across Steve. “I'm not intoxicated, officer,” she said, close to his face. “I haven't had a drink.” 8 > ; “What are you doing with Steve : He — —- Claybourne?” NON 3 : a 4 “He offered to take me home. E © RAT INSIDE a Please—if youll let me drive, I'll be careful.” “What a pal” Steve muttered. Ann had the feeling that his intoxication was more an act than a reality. He would very likely put| the experience down under the heading of fun. The officer laughed good-na-turedly. “Can’t do it, young lady,” he said. “The boys down at the station would miss this friend of yours if he didn’t show up about once a week. However, I have nothing against you. Get out if you want to.” : \ 3 ha & Ll fi / : os Es

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quite sporting to leave Steve when he was in trouble. He settled the

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car door past the officer, he hailed “For the love Or Mike, take it easy—i've got a cake 11 ine oven!”

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driver, and opened the door. “Your carriage waits, Ann,” he — - announced,

® 2 = TTE]"] Ni Hi 3 DRIVING AWAY from the scene, | 3% lelela elo % : is 3 : 4 she laughed. She couldn't help it. ; 8, Xe/sfe]e]e]spe]e] NH 2 Ca i = ma AS 7 What would have been a disaster ose ; ir uP xz 3 WANTED} | of the worst magnitude to her, an NY 4 WE ; 7] PE 'Z ni Tri ik arrest, was all in the night's work : ¢ y ; f : CN for Steve. He'd pay a fine and go . > RAG merrily on his way. That was the ) x advantage of having money. You ia . . 2 needn’t worry about every little ; iS | 2 : i ns, 5 MB eR — say : thing. , . : ge 7 : # a a “ ’ : Busia ER Ann’s mind reverted to Clara. 3 Sz A Perhaps she should have stayed and 7 EN GASP! FOR NO ONE, NO MATTER HOW PROlooked after Clara. The poor little VOKED, HAS EVER DARED HURL A GLASS fool. - Why had she insisted on re- OF BEER INTO THE FACE OF RODERIGO THE EVIL maining? For her own part, Ann ” : decided fo profit by the evening's experience. If she didn’t, it was her own fault. Her cab was joined by another as they turned into Murray Street. Simultaneously the two taxis pulled up to the curb. Clara, crying hysterically, alighted from the second cab. Ann put her arm around her and led her into the house, breathing a sigh of relief. Inside their fwy Spariiient, he , i; ; VY : SE gaid, “Don’t ery, Clara. Everything : ) 02 = it ; > a 7 Z% WV is all right. You're home. Maybe TEE ii » er : , ge titi Ne this will teach us a lesson.” She] |’ ; ; : : ci are was mixing soda in a glass of water. ; NY 1b If Florabelle considered soda the X VT 7 Ye correct dosage for Jake it certainly ] could do Clara no harm. Clara was a sight. The tears had wrought havoc with mascara and rouge. Her eyes were swollen, her mouth loose and shaking. “I never was so mad in my life,” ; fils. she sobbed hysterically. “They can't| THIS CURIOUS WORLD By William Ferquson do that to me. I guess I've got feelings just the same as anybody else.” 5 wl a -. “What did they do?” Ann asked, ; : AY ll Nee proffering the glass. “Take it away. I'm sick already.” She pushed the glass and the liquid spilled over Ann’s hand. . “Don’t be a silly little fool,” she said sharply. “Drink this and go ’ | ’ : to bed. Youll be all right in the| NP Z (1X! 28 PPI OOF

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g.. “What did they do?” Ann asked again, hanging Clara’s coat in the

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throw out the trash. Oh—oh-—I won't be insulted like that.” ees AND MELTS RAPIDLY.

“Never mind,” Ann said soothingly. “Be glad they put you in a taxi.” She helped Clara to bed and slowly undressed. Well, she'd been on a panty and that was that. She'd never do it again. Thinking of Steve, she smiled. He IN THE US. IS was a rascal, but an engaging] ENCLOSED ENTIRELY rascal. BY NAT @AL. s 8 = BOUNDARY” CLARA WAS still fast asleep LINES. when Ann went to church the next morning. She was grumpy through dinner and napped all afternoon. At 4 Florabelle, evidently just out of bed, crossed the hall. Her face sagged with weariness. Ann decided again that Florabelle was. not so young as she pretended to be. “Come in, Florabelle,” she said. %Clgra is asleep.” She braced herself for a storm of criticism. None was forthcoming. Florabelle said, “Sorry you didn’t like the y.”

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go at that. “You certainly went cocktails— You should have seen|Ann’s eyes any blacker than yours?”

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THE NEXT MORNING, by the time the girls reached the corner of State and Dearborn, Clara had regained her usual cheerfulness. In fact, she was beginning to recount and enjoy the experiences of Saturday night. - : “Oh, it was swell,” she was saying. ok big divans and squashy J 8 radio—w rs I ‘

Ann—she’s my roommate—you bet she was impressed. Ann’s been around. She tossed off her drinks and never turned a hair—oh, hello, Mr. Hayden—gee, it’s hard to settle down to work. Ann and I went on a party Saturday night.” Paul nodded. “Some of Ann's friends?” he asked casually. “ “No.: Florabelle’s friends.”

4 raised his eyebrows. “I see,”

Clara's laugh got out of control. “You say the craziest things, Mr. Hayden. Ann didn’t stay as long as I did. She snd Steve—I called him Steve jusf like he was anybody—they left early.” ma She stopped; gazing after Paul’s

very straight back. “What's he got

to be huffy about?” she asked. To Be Continued)

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