Indianapolis Times, Indianapolis, Marion County, 29 November 1940 — Page 39

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YESTERDAY — When Wesley’s stammered explanations fail to explain anything, Ronnie ‘rushes him away, leaving Andre and Lona together. Carefully Andre reveals the ring that is to identify. him to his confederate. Lona glimpses it, then turns on him, furiousIy. “Why did you delay? The high ones demand action?” :

CHAPTER ELEVEN THEY CLIMBED the stone stair . With the beautiful wrought iron railing, passed through the gymnasium balcony and out an arched door on to the roof of another arched colonnade such as connected the Pueblo University buildings around a lagge patio. The roof here” made a promenade with a knee-high rail, and Andre led Lona Montoya into sy moon shadow cast by a high, rustling palm tree, She put aside her crutch. now because they were quite alone. Music from the dance floor seeped out and up to them suggesting a subtle background for romance, but ‘only Andre responded to its suggestion. He looked at Lona with a sudden amused, half-smirking ‘smile. : ; “You're beautiful when you are angry,” he informed her. “Did you ‘come here on business or on pleasure?” Her voice was snappish. “You have taken too many drinks already tonight.” “Oh, take it easy, kid. I think we could get along fine! He fingered her arm, up and down. “Would wou like .a drink yourself? Now?”

“I am being paid to dg a job. and |-

you are being paid to do a job, Mr. Girardeau. .And we both know we can be found murdened if we fail Why do 1 have to remind you of that?” ’ Andre laughed. moment for business! lovely autumn evening! the stars, my dear.” “I am not ‘your dear’.” He smiled genially at her.

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arm: around her as if in deference to her sprained ankle, which both knew was pretense. He held her a little closer, noting—with satisfaction—that she did not resist, despite her words. He wanted her to feel his strong arm. “Like it out here?” He purred that ever so untimately. “Like me?” She didn’t answer. But she sat on the low railing, .20 feet above the patio grass, and listened while he paid her numerous .compliments.” It was exceedingly easy to listen to sauve Andre Girardeau, His technique was a .studjed one that he had used many times before.

: 2 = = - THE PATIO there was really a half-acre = courtyard, - langscaped

with grass as rich as a golf green, |

with shrubs that banked ‘impressively’- against the. tan ‘buildings, with fall curved. palms and with

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bedeck themselves: with flowers even In fall: - fron It-had been an obvious place for Ronica Bailey to lead her distressed professor friend when. she wanted privacy. They had found a rustic bench beside a trickling fountain,

and Ronica was sitting in the dim|

moonlight, hands behind her neck and head back so that she looked up at him. : . She was Beauty itself in this perfect setting, but Wesley was too upset to observe such; things now. “Stand. if you prefer, ‘Wes.. But please start talking.” ; «I, uh, Ronnie, I—" He took out his handkerchief to-mop his chin, although he could hardly have been perspiring. : : “yes?” she encouraged. “We are out here to’explain things, Aren't we?” § - “Quite so. I mean—yes, Ronnie!” He sat down beside her. “I hope you will not stay angry at me. I—I came to your home. But your father sald—he said that this, uh, ’ Girardeau was taking you to the dance, and Girardedu was just ahead of me.”

Ronnie's knees were crossed and |

she was swinging one very shapely lower limb as if to express impatience. s “On the contrary, Wes, you arrived just. ahead of Andre: He even ran into your car, Daddy said. He had been drinking: «You could

have come in first. Besides, I don’t

care what Daddy told you. He's an old dear, but you didn't have to

listen to him. (You made the date].

me, not with him!” ou really would have gone to the danc th me? Me?” Wesley held out a hand as if in supplitailon. es . “Certain looked away, contrite. Ronnie sensed his mood. “Wes,” she resumed, kindly, “why did you think I might not? Didn't ou——believe me?” He nodded. “At first. But—oh, goodness, Ronnie, you really are a lady in every wayl To be very frank, I was scared. IT, uh, have not had many dates. Not in years, I have but little money, whereas you, the Baileys, and this Girardeau—" He paused, still looking

is think I und SHA Wes. But ? . 1 mea, unfair.” : 3 soo 1 Buff] this Girardeau mistook me for afservant and said so. I was trying to apologize for a car damage, when—" © Under the spell of her kindness there the young professor talked himself out. He told more than he had meant to, really; more of his ner feelings. / I he found this good, and it somphow warmed him to Ronica Bailey more than ever, although to keep from revealing this new warmth. feeling he presently lapsed back: into & formal manner and tone. Then they had talked for perhaps half an hour Ronnie stood

Yim so happy we understand each other,” she said, “and I think I shall go explain more to Andre No,” said Wes, with sudden determination. .“F-shall go myself. I— I wish to demonstrate that I am not, uh, afraid of him. Not awed.”

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HE LEFT her at once. She was smiling at his boyish way, which could be in such contrast to Wesley York, the professor. She sat down again to walt, and with arms still behind her head she gazed at the gymnasium with its lights inside and at the arched colonnade bathéd in moon glow. 2 z Her attention was attracted by two figures on the colonnade; man and girl, on the roof. Apparently ' the girl was sitting, the man standing over her. =

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to see. The two on the roof were no more, than black forms, not quite clear even - in silhouette.

the colonnade to stare upward, and began to hear talking although

music from the dance floor. Then all at once a door frem the gymnasium balcony opened and Wesley stood in unmistakable outline up there. He saw the two

Ronnie leaned forward, straining

figures at once and hastened to hem and spoke, hoot bia bet

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“1 beg pardon, but this is hardly a safe place for—" “You again, eh?” said a voice, unmistakably Andre’s. “I suppose you'd prefer to kiss her yourself!” Ronnie saw the dark shadows merge, heard the sound of a blow. Ahen— : - Somebody toppled : over the low roef railing! ! Quite involuuntarily, screamed.’ , , “a * (To_Be Continued)

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