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THE INDIANAPOLIS TIMES

SATURDAY, JULY 20, 1940

Flying Co-Ed

By MARY K. MOORE

CAST OF CHARACTERS ANNE NORRIS-—-Waalthy college stu. dent, looking for thrills, enrolls fiving course GEORGETTE PARKER Anne's friend Learning te Ay with her TONY Sscorr & gangster, envies Anne's social position CAPT. DICK DOUGLAS--Instructor of the student HfAving course at University

YESTERDAY — Anne takes her first |

training Right. Patiently and carefully, Dick explains fundamentals of piloting A shin, dangers to watch, certain preeantions that must he observed. Meet. ing Georgette after the lesson, Promises: “I'l be a pilot or bust!”

CHAPTER SIX | THERE WAS laughter and the sound of gay voices in the softly lighted dining room of one of the city's exclusive’ clubs. The general alr was one of secure and quiet dignity, | But it was not a comfortable at- | mosphere for Tony Scott, dining with Anne Norris. He reminded himself furiously this was just the type of place he hoped to enter through his marriage with her. He was here now, as her guest, but he didn't like it. He had an uncomfortable feeling that people were staring at him and whispering. He'd show them someday he promised himself Someday, when he was Anne's hushand The lovely red-haired girl across the table from him was also con-| scious of the other diners “Tony, I just can’t see you again | for a while.” “What do you mean—a while?” His voice was steady. “Well—until the end of the year. F've—promised.” He lifted an evebrow. “I see. I'm sorry, Anne, I'd had an idea I was -—important to you. I guess I was wrong.” “Of course, you're important to| me. Don't you see, Tony? TIve] promised my uncle—my guardian— | I wouldn't see you again until] school closes in June. Having din- | ner with you tonight is the last| date until then. I had to see >

once more—to explain.” “And--after school closes?” “Then—"She lifted her hands in| fA lovely gesture. | He nodded. This was another | of those times, he told himself, | when seeming to agree would win | him success later, later that very | evening, in fact. When Anne had | suggested they dine at her uncle's | club, he had readily assented—be- | cause he had his own plans for the remainder of the evening. “I wouldn't want you to go| against vour guardian's wishes,” he told her With a sudden smile, he added: “After all, it isn't long until June” She flashed him a grateful glance.

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HE NOTICED a couple at a nearby table glancing at him curiously. Again he felt angry and uncomfortable, “Come on, Anne, let's get out of here!” He started to say "These high-hats think they're the only people on earth,” and caught himself just in time. That wasn't the thing to say to Anne. She drew her white evening wrap around her and rose, feeling a sudden relief at going beyond the reach of staring, questioning eyes. Rain was beginning to fall as Tony's sleek, *ast car drove away from the club | Mavbhe we'c. better go straight back to the college,” Anne suggested “It's going to storm.” “Okay. I guess you're right.” They drove a few miles in the direction of the Midland campus, then suddenly the car slowed. “Anne, let's go by the Post road.| Theres a fellow out there I want to see about a bot I'm buying—it won't take but a n .nute.” | They drove out the Post road, talking idly of the boat Tony meant to buy. At last he stopped the car before a low brilliantly-lighted building. Staring out the car win-| dow. Anne recognized it as the Villa | Aloha, one of the roadhouses for-| bidden to college students “Come on with me, Anne. It's| too wet for you to wait in the car.”| She shook her head *1 don't want to break school rules, Tony.” Anne—don't be scared. No one will bite you!” That decided her. She wrapped her cape tightly about her, and ran the few steps through the rain | to the door. { The Villa Aloha was a tawdry | place, too bright, too filled with] Joud voices, heavy smoke and the | unmistakable odor of liquor. Al three-piece orchestra played swing | at one end of the room. She was | uncomfortable and a little frightened, and hoped Tony would hurry. They would have to wait a few minutes, he explained, and, a little | reluctantly, she sat down at one of the tables. | “Hi, Tony!” Anne turned and saw a slender, | pretty, blond. girl, in a cheap taffeta evening dress standing by the table. { ‘Hello, Clarice.” ‘Tony's cheeks had reddened a little. “Miss Nor- | ris—Miss Lane. Clarice runs the dice game here,” he added, in explanation “Where have vou heen, anyway? 1 thought you were going to call me up last week.” Clarice said, laughing shrilly. She laid her hand on Tony's arm, familiarly. 5 n ”

A SUDDEN wave of revulsion came over Anne. More than anything in the world, she wanted to get out of the Villa Aloha, away from Tony, back to the security of. the college. Suddenly she rose to “Tony, I'm going, right wait for you in the car-—-" Her voice died in her throat. Two en, wide shouldered, flashily dressed, edged past their table hands in coat pockets. As they reached the next table, a short, gtout man seated there leaped up in sudden fear, overturning his chair. Angry voices, guns spitting flame —confusion—somewhere a woman gereamed.. The musicians stopped’ in the middle of a phrase. “Tony—!" Tony was gone Her one thought was to get away Others had had the same idea, and there was a crowd at the door. The police would be here soon, she| might be held for questioning. That would mean the end of her college career, she knew. Frantic and frightened, she looked ground the room for a way out. “Come this way"

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She saw Clarice, a look of sym-

pathy on her face. “Here—there's a rear door to the manager's office—follow me.” Anne followed the dice-game girl

as she led her through a maze of|

hallways to the office, and unlocked a rear door, “Beat it while you can. That guy Tony--he would save his own skin, and leave you stuck here—the rat!” She all but shoved Anne out the door, and slammed it shut. A police car had stopped at the

front entrance of the building. | Tony's car was gone. In despera-

OUR BOARDING HOUSE With Major Hoople

OUT OUR WAY

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tion, Anne ran the other way, across la stretch of bushes and open ground. Stumbling in the dark, her dress catching on branches and brambles, she ran through the rain. Somehow she must get away. But she had a sudden terrible feeling that she was being pursued.

(To Be Cohtinued) ig. (All events, names and characters in this , story are wholly fictitious.)

FM -ALIVE BECKY.

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