Indianapolis Times, Indianapolis, Marion County, 12 May 1942 — Page 17

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«Serial Story—

Frantic Week-End

By Edmund Fancott

CHAPTER TWENTY-THREE BALDY STIRRED in| his sleep, brushed the handkerchief from his mouth, and sat up with all the lacrity of an anemic hippopotamus. As for Peggy, how— He looked around for her. No Peggy. No canoe. No one, @ shambling search revealed, on the dsland. : Baldy looked at his watch. Hmm. Past lunchtime. He was hungry. He was getting angry. Not pleasant to Baldy the crafty, Baldy the shrewd, was the teasing thought that Peggy had doublecrossed him. All the while she had been pretending to work with him. And all the while she had been lotting with that bunch of deadeads. The little so-and-so! "Fay . .. ah! he thought sorrowfully. She'd never have done this to him. No, it was the others. After all he had done for Fay, she'd

never have the nerve-to- do this to

him. But by the saints, he'd get even with those others. As time wore on and he got hungrier, his thoughts became progressively blacker,

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AT LAST HE saw a lone figure on the wharf and then a canoe wobbling dangerously as someone paddled toward the island. Baldy stopped his muttering and stared. It was the sister! He groanéd as he thought of Myra’s skill with a canoe. : As the canoe came nearer, Myra steered it with dangerous incom‘petence toward the island. “I've brought you some sandwiches and a bottle of beer,” she said cheerfully, without any attempt at explanation. Baldy caught the edge of the canoe and stepped in. “Hey!” yelled Myra, “Don’t do that!” She was too late. She was in the water ,so was Baldy, so was the food and the beer. Baldy groaned and floundered ashore with ‘Myra who dragged the canoe with her and emptied the water with difficulty. “Now,” said Myra, “step in carefully this time.” “No,” said Baldy. “Not if I have to live here the rest of my life! I ain’t going to risk going over those falls again . ., . or drowning in the middle of this lake. I can’t swim.” : “Too bad,” said Myra. “What are you going to do?’ “You try and get back and send someone who can work one of those things.” “All right.” Myra spoke quite cheerfully, but with a Jurking smile in her eyes. “It might take some time.” An hour later the bedraggled Baldy climbed up the path to the house with Ferdy. They passed the rockery and Baldy’s neck went red with | a sudden desire to commit murder when he caught a view of Peggy suddenly releasing herself from the arms of Nigel. She ran to meet him. “Oh, Baldy,” .she cried. © “Did they only just get you? They said they'd

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Baldy eyed her with a glittering hatred. “Yo ulittle. . . . “Then he paused -as he saw Nigel's fist close tly. Peggy's eyes warned him to keep quiet. yl is “I've fixed everything,” she said. “Not a word.” She * pushed’ Nigel back and walked with a suspicious Baldy. “So what?” grumbled Baldy rudely. \ ; “You go and change and-I'll be waiting for you with: a Collins,” “Make it three, and six sand‘wiches,” he grumbled. . ; A 8 =» ” A LITTLE later Baldy emerged in a suit loose jacket. i Baldy took =. deep. draught at one of the four glasses in front him and bit deep into a-sand- . ‘His eyes did not meet those , who sat deep in a chair

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ANSWER—You'd strike Alaska and, continuing along a straight line, you'd cut quite far into its interior.

“That mutt?” muttered Baldy, his mouth full. He felt he was beyond caring. “He is not a mutt! He's terribly strong too,” said Peggy. “But that isn’t the point. If I became engaged to Nigel the family would think I was settled and then when he went overseas I could come down to New York... .” Baldy took a long drink and tackled another sandwich.: “Then I thought,” continued Peggy, “that if Mike proposed Fay and they were engaged she would be in the family and I could persuade her when he went overseas to come with me back to New York.” Baldy sneered at the~thought of a topliner like Fay Ransom mixing it with a mere lieutenant. “So I suggested to Mike that he should drive her into Montreal by himself and at least try... .” Baldy sat up as if shot. “She’s gone? Where's she gone?” Peggy soothed him by pushing the third drink invitingly nearer. “They drove away about ‘an hour ago, just the two of them . . S “But I've got the best idea of the lot to bring.it all in the family. Daddy couldn't ‘very well object to me being managed by a son-in-law . . .” Baldy got up and looking at Peggy queerly, he backed ‘away. Peggy rose from her: chair and followed him. jit

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“What's the rush?” she asked. “I've found a husband for you,” said Peggy with an eager smile. “Isn't it wonderful, at las!” Myra's lips tightened to an unamused line. She glared at her young sisger, green eyes bright and cheeks flushed with excitement. “Hear that car?” said Myra. “That’s Baldy getting out as quick as he can. Get your things packed. We're going before you try to marry Ferdy off to his aunt!” Peggy was unperturbed. “Isn’t it wonderful?” she murmured. “We'll be driving back in Nigel's car.” THE END Ts

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

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