Indianapolis Times, Indianapolis, Marion County, 17 December 1941 — Page 30

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CHAPTER TWENTY On the fourth day after the dis-| Rppearance of Stephen's plane the| broadcaster said, “Bits of floating debris picked up 20 miles west of} Cristobal indicate that the lost plane of the Pan-American Airways cracked up somewhere in the vicinity. Hope has been abandoned that Pilot Smith might have found his way down to some secluded cove to await better weather.” Diana stood up, her face as white &s death, her whole body trembling. “Excuse me,” she choked, and left the room. She never knew how she got into her wraps, but suddenly she found herself walking through the night, utterly without destination or plan. The pounding of her heart was. echoed in the pounding of her footsteps. Weariness claimed her at last and the looked up to find herself in the vicinity of old Ellen Curt's apartment. After a moment's hesitation, she went up and entered without knocking. She found old Ellen crouched by the radio, tears streaming down her cheeks. She locked up as Diana entered and the anguish in her eyes was pitiful to behold. “Dont!” cried Diana harshly. “It fsn't true. Don't you know it can't be true?” And she flung herself to the floor] and buried her head in the old! woman's lap. The president of the airways] company called to see Diana, offer-| ing thy and regrets. The| President of the United States sent | & message of condolence. The house was overrun with reporters, syndicate representatives, and radio] officials. Diana sent in the last! column Stephen had written and) the papers made much of it, edging | the words in black. i But Diana, alone in her room, told herself again and again that] Stephen could not be dead. He was| too alive in her consci ess, “He can’t be gone!™ Through all the hard, unhappy days, Diana kept that assurance in her heart, until! at last she came to believe that no matter what anyone else said, | gr Curt would never be dead! er.

=» ” = HER FATHER had come to Diana! 42 son as he got the news. They gat for a long time talking about Stephen Curt. “I guess you've often wondered why I changed my mind so suddenly about your marriage that day,” Mr. , . Pig after I talked 0 Stephen, knew everything would be all right. I knew it from something he said.” “What? Oh, tell me!” “He said, ‘Maybe it won't be a

‘IT am John Dewlaney from the insurance company.” said the tall man who rose at her entrance. “1! have come to make arrangements for paying over your late husband's insurance.”

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. “This ‘policy is made to you—that's all I : about it. If you will just sign a few » “No!” The word hung in the still room like an . If she took the money, Diana felt she would be adto the world—to herself— that was dead. And he wasn't! Over and over she told herself that! » » »

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“He never appreciated his feet so much until after his first 20-mile march!”

She smiled rather wanly at Mr. Dewlaney. “I hope you won't think me queer, but I'd like your company to just—just keep that money for me for a while. Could you?” Dewlaney was bewildered. “Why —I suppose it can be arranged— held in trust. But it's a bit unusual.” “Thank you!" Diana wanted him to leave at once, so that she could go back to her room to think over this new evidence of Stephen's regard for her. He did, finally, after much conversation, and Diana started for the stairway. But Larkin interrupted her again. She was wanted on the telephone--long dis-

tance, it was. It was her mother, urging Diana | to come home to the farm, at least| for a few days. Diana assured her| that she was quite well and definjte~ |

ly needed where she was. She promised to drive down for a weekend soon; hung up after learning that they were all well at home, but solicitous about Diana. She turned from the phone to find Phil Bruce beside her. He noted her white face, the dark circles under her eyes. “You look downright puny!® he said bluntly. “Need fresh air. Come for a drive with me.”

She smiled, shook her head.|

“Thanks, but I'd rather not.” “Look here—Steve wouldn't want you to make yourself ill worrying over his affairs.” She thought that over. “No, I don't suppose he would.”

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