Indianapolis Times, Indianapolis, Marion County, 29 November 1941 — Page 13

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THE STORY—“I lose my inheritance of $2,000,000 if I do not marry by the time I am 35,” says handsome Stephen Curt, famous writer and commentator, to Diana Tucker, whose beauty and impulsiveness, as she told her employer Richard Thorpe to. go to the devil, have captured his fancy. “Will you marry me for six months and. $10,000?” he asks, going on to explain that the wom-

an he loves is married to another man. Diana is amazed, finally con-

siders his offer as a business propesi- _ tion that will solve the problem of finding a job so that she will not have to | return to her downstate farm home. Curt asks her to come with him fo meet. his stepmother, Ellen Curt, who must .- pass judgment on her.

CHAPTER FIVE WHEN STEPHEN CURT ushered “her into his stepmother’s presence Diana thought, “This isn’t real. It’s a play. Old ladies like that are .only on ‘the screen. It's make-up that causes her to look like that!” ~~ But when Ellen Curt spoke there was no mistaking her genuineness. “So, Stephen, you've come to ‘your senses at last! I didn’t think youd wn 2000 B.C, - let the money get away from you. SURGICAL Sit down, both of you, and tell me| PRACTICE

where you found this girl.” = Diana sank into a small, ancient, was FESR >.

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you say the girl’s name is—who. is]. OLD NELLIE

she and where did she come from?” Disconcerting, being discussed as if you weren't present. Diana ~ didn't like that. ‘She sat forward on her chair. “You'll let me tell you, won’t you?” Diana glanced at Stephen, saw him stop his pacing to wate her face. She hoped she wouldnt say .. foo much, but she couldn't lie to ~ this clear-eyed old woman. : “I've followed your stepson’s ‘work for a long time,” she said slowly. “Both I and the members of my family have admired him greatly. We think he’s a very great man.” i “Of course he’s a great man,” Ellen Curt repeated, tapping her little gray slipper. | : “Today I met him for the first ime.” | She . thought the black. eyes opened wider, and for a moment Ii . _ she expected an outburst of indig- 1 of Fee ' nation, but after a short pause the il HTL i ii old Woman ‘sad ‘imperious, “Go bE .on.” } i mT » “Mp. Coed as in the office ‘where ~ ! : ie SKI | ; \ Ih ) All [im J Ii SH ~worked when I lost my job. I i; : nd . KHZ : tl i! GA co think he must have felt yo for ANSWER—An Army base in San Francisco. ; : A ; = : Sl i ll ‘ me. And so (he explained the

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don’t see why you should be. After all, he’s being forced into a marriage that means nothing to him. Do you think that’s. fair?” I 2 8 = , OLD MRS. CURT gasped. Could the girl have suspected that it was .. she, herself, who had persuaded her -late husband to insert that clause in the will? At any rate she was “not at all accustomed to having : Silangs: paple ask if she was being fair

“It’s nothing to you, young lady, whether what ‘I do is fair or not. It may not have occurred to you that I have a very good reason\in wanting to secure Stephen’s happi- : ness. His father was concerned _only with his welfare.” “But didn’t think enough of his Judgment to allow him to choose a : wife for himself!” ; : Whips gh. Peidently you've . agr he pro on, or ‘you wouldn’t have in yo ~ “Not at @all,” Diana answered " coolly. “Stephen said you wanted “to: look me over, and I certainly “claim the same privilege. I have not made a decision one way or the other.” : ~ Stephen’s eyes were dancing de_lightedly. Not in years, he knew, had ‘anyone| spoken to Ellen Curt in just such|a way.

“Oh, I suppose then youd have to approve of me?” : “Certainly, You wouldnt want _;someone in ¢ family who wouldn't like you, would you?” ~ “Hum

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terior. “I think,” she said, “you could be rather a darling if you'd let yourself.”

Old Ellen Curt actually looked embarrassed. It had been so very many years since anyone had called her a darling! ‘She had lived since her husband’s death in this comfortable, stuffy apartment with only 4 maid, Dabney Brown, who “did” -#6r her and acted as her companion as well. She did not see a8 great many young people and Diana Tucker was like a breath of springtime. Pretty, the old woman thought, and like Stephen she recognized the strength of character in the girl’s face.

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THEY TALKED together for a long time—Diana told about her people and the farm and old Ellen nodded wisely, “Good, plain stock,” she muttered, and at last she said, “You'll do. -You must marry Stephen at once!” : But Diana answered -quickly, “I'm sorry, but I'll have to talk to my father about it first.” “Very well,” Stephen said, “when can you leave for home?” “Tomorrow.” “That's Sunday. How long’ would ou want to stay?” “Until about Wednesday, I think.” “All right. Give me instructions as to how to get there and I'll drive down for you on Wednesday. I can get back for my broadcast Wednesday night.” : “Yes, I'd like that. We could talk to my father together.” __And so it was’arranged and old Ellen. Curt Sat on her straight sofa

favor, Straightforward, honest. Already Stephen was attracted to her —going down for her on Wednesday, Old Ellen was smiling as she went to her room for the night. Stephen drove Diana back to the rooming house and it had never looked so shabby before. He held her hand warmly at the door. “You're a good sport, Diana Tucker, for even considering it,” he said gravely. “I shall see to it that youre not sorry. Thank you—and goodby until Wednesday.” When he had gone she went slowly up to her little room and began to put some of her things into a suitcase. Then she called her landlady. “I'm leaving tomorrow,” she said.

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(To Be Continued) (All events, names and characters in this story are fictitious)

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