Indianapolis Times, Indianapolis, Marion County, 2 August 1940 — Page 24

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SERIAL STORY—

Theater

By MILDRED WILLIAMS

CAST OF CHARACTERS |

SOENNY REGAN—young man in love with two girls. { JEAN REY NOLDS—Johnny's | heart since childhood, MOLLY TRAVERS—ambitions young | Retress, |

ANDRE MASTERS—the Theater's lead | Ing man. |

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CHAPTER FIVE | JOHNNY'S RELIEF that Jean | and Sue hadn't combined forces to | scratch Molly's eyes out vanished ! when he caught the look of tri- | umph in Jeans glance. She wanted! Moily to come to tea. He wondered if he should warn Molly that the | kitten had claws. He hadn't wanted a scene be- | tween the two of them, and ap-| parently he wasn't going to get a | scene. On the bare face of it, the | facts pointed to reasons for Te | Joicing., Even Jean, with her arm | around Molly, leading her back to- | ward the house didn't convince him | that ail of this was on the level, | however. | “Come along and meet all of us,” Jean said, and Johnny followed them back across the lawn, The rest of the evening passed | §0 smoothly and uneventfully that | Johnny began to think he was unduly suspicious of Jean's ulterior motives. Molly sat on the green | flowered love-seat and told them | enchantingly about the Theater. She mimicked Mr. Earl and they | howled with delight. She told| them how acting was taught at the | dramatic school and they loved her | for letting down her hair.

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MOLLY WAS telling Sue good night, when Johnny went to find | Jean. He had watched her as she| sat on a cushion beside the empty! fireplace, smoking cigaret after cigaret. | “You've been a swell sport, Jean"! Johnny told her. “You could have! been pretty nasty about all this. | And I do thank vou.” | “Don’t thank me,” Jean said curt-| lv. “And don't pity me. I'm not} going to be a dog in the wood-pile! but she's still got to do a lot of] proving.” ! “Why, vou acted as if you thought | the was lovelv. I don't get you] women.” He was more bewildered ! than ever, | “Don't vou?” she asked bitterly “Well, this isn't any trap. I'm! clearing out the minute I find out she loves vou. Personally, I think| she’s stage struck.” Molly came back just then, and]

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“And they call this a wireless age!”

Jean flashed her the sweetest of smiles. “See you Thursday at 4:30.”

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ALL THE WAY home Molly kept telling Johnny how wonderful ev-' ervbody was. { “And Jean Reynolds is the nieest person I ever met. At first, I thought you weren't telling me the! truth about vou two. Then when I met her, T knew if you'd ever gotten a whirl from a gal like that, you wouldn't have looked twice at little Molly Travers.” Johnnv put his arm around her and they went down the dark vil-| lage street. “I knew if I'd lost you forever, mv life was empty. But what do vou think of me? Do you really care?” | She was in his arms, and he was kissing her. “This is the way I feel about you,” she told him “I love you,” he told her. “Does it | seem too sudden? I've saved that] expression for the feeling I have for vou. Do you think you could ever love me?” She was in his arms again, and | with a choking sob she was saying, “Oh, my dear, how I wish I had time for love; it would be so easy to let it happen to us. But I haven't

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time. The theater's in my blood, the way the Cape is in yours. Please can’t you understand?” Johnny couldn't understand. “But

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“I'll teach you to try to outsmart me!”

RED RYDER

GEE, RED, | FEEL AS NERVOUS AS A WIND-BLOWN GATE/

, FRIDAY, AUG. 2, 1940

OUT OUR WAY

By Williams ,

IF IT WERE A BOSS, 1D BE MORE PLEAGANT

PASSED: GIVE THEM A SMILE,

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—By Al Capp

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YOU HOLDUM FOOT - v STILL OR ME GETTUM GOOSE GREASE ON PANTS !

SLUGGO.) I'M DELIGHTED TO KNOW THAT YOU LIKE ME!

the theater's so unreal. The Cape is real. The lines you say on the stage are something trumped up to stir an audience. If you're not . careful, this play-acting will strip] . you of the capacity for any real emotion.” She answered dreamily as if re-| membering something, “Perhaps it| already has. That's why it's not, safe to love me,” She shook off the mood. “Good night, dearest Johnny. And thank vou—for everything.” She kissed him lightly, and ran

up the walk and into the house be-! |

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THE SUN SHONE on Cape Cod

and in Johnny's heart, Molly often |

stepped by on her way to and from | rehearsal, but there were no more picnics, | Then suddenly she ceased com-! ing by. He looked for her at the

stage door and even went by No. 43 §

Cottage St. All to no avail, she said she was too busy to see him. He assumed that Jean Reynolds had left the Cape entirely. And then one Saturday afternoon he; came back from lunch to find her, yellow roadster parked in front of his shop. “Hello, Johnny,” she hailed him when he approached. “Know where we could borrow an old lamp?”

“What do you want with an old | 1 Who was he, Aladdin?

lamp?” That was the cue on which Molly had entered his life, and now Jean. “I'm helping Mi. Earl on props for this show. He believes a person who knows everybody down here can do better than some member of the company. And so far I've had wonderful luck. Look.” She drew the list of properties from her pocket and he noted the checks by nearly every item. “Just like the treasure hunt, only you feel it’s much more important.” “Tell me, now that we are speaking, what kind of an actress is our girl friend?” ' Jean got out of the car and accompanied him to the shop. told him. “But, Johnny,” she bestill that way about asked almost shyly.

go.” He offered her a cigaret and took one himself. Jean walked over and found a

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ANSWER—Whistling swan,

By William Ferguson

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ELGA WOLFE, HIDING IN THE TAIL OF THE PLANE,

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Her back was to him when she | said, “The lead is here. Masters. “Molly is a swell actress,” she of your Molly.”

Andre that I'm going back to Boston.”

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gripping her The pottery bowl trembled

her?” she|shoulders, he asked, “Is that why Johnny's fingers. I haven't seen much of her? He's, “I'm afraid so, Jean, only more giving her a whirl, you mean?”

“Molly says she loves me?”

She turned away from, (To Be Continued)

Then she

“Johnny, I came by to tell you Johnny didn't answer for a min-

“1 told you I'd leave as soon as Johnny went across and turned I found out Molly loved you.” gan and then stopped, “are you/her around. Still

The bowl dropped from his hands Jean took his hands from her and smashed into a thousand bits. shoulders. thefmisery in his face, scallop shell to use for an ash tray. wheeled swiftly,

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