The Bismarck tribune. [volume] (Bismarck, N.D.) 1916-current, 1926-11-13
WHAT HAS GONE BEFORE

JUDITH MARTIN is = teacher !,
Pend1et0n State University. Her twl
chief admirers are ERIC WATERS
rebel senior, and DIR. PETER dorm
astronomy professor.
DEAN TIMOTHY BROWN Is re
solved to make Judith drop her stu
dent friends and come into the fac
ulty fold. She refuses to give n
Eric.
MYRA ALDR1CH, in love with Eric
is jealous Of Judith.
Judith befriends Mrs. Brown. whel
KITTY" SHEA. town bootlegGer
hlackmails her with . story Of heI
trip to the city to meet her lover.
Judith appeals to Eric to shut Shcs
Spending the Christmas holiday
alone in Myra's sorority house, judith
Is terrified when Shea tries to force
an entrance. She shoots In the III
and drives him away.
! A few days later, the body 0l
Shea Is found under his car In /,
creek just out Of town. His peck
cts are full Of letters.
Judith remembering her shot
asks Eric whether there were IN,
bullet holes in Shea's body.
NOW GO on WITH THE STORY
CHAPTER AXXIII
Eric looked at her strangely. NO.
he said. "Thcrc weren't any bulle,
wounds. Why do you ask"
Judith pulled herself together
"Someone said there was talk of his
being wounded before the crash"
WELL" said Eric, Manners think.
something happened to make him e
over the bank-something violent,
mean. He might have had figh,
and in the scufflc turned the vince
suddenly"
when do they think he died ?
asked Judith.
manners said it had been at least
as long ago as Christmas. That's 1
funny thing. They've had emergcnc,
gangs working on that road day ant
night, ever since Christmas morning;
SO it couldn't have happened since
/ then. And Shea was seen in tow
: the day before"
Judith looked up at him. "Thel
that narrows it down to Christina
Eve, doesn't it?'
Eric nodded. apparently. Blu
| why worry your head about it ?" II,
took her arm. judith. got. RI
letting this get you down. I've ne"c
seen you SO nervous. Come on OF
| with me and take walk-or have
cup of coffee"
They went out of the building b,
! the door nearest the Prairie Schoone,
In a booth Judith relaxed for tn
| first time in many hours. The waite
brought them steaming coffee an,
waffles.
Eric sat quietly watching her iron
across the little table. She saw tina
he was pale and unshaven. Unde
the overhead light the bruised spo
on his forehead, still family visible
He stretched hand across to hel
listen. Jude. II there's anythin
| worrying you, wont you tell me
You look as though you could scarce
~ hear up another minute"
Judith squeezed his hand. mo,
she said. ppm all right now. VIVA
was worrying me has been clcare
! up. But it's dear of you to want t.
help me. Eric. The others have onl
harrasscd me-"
His fingers frightened on hers. az
do anything for you. Judith. 70
know that. I'D lie, steal, kill or 70
or even change my style OF collar
il YOU wanted me to.
Judith laughed. "Therc it is -.th
old Eric. tcmpering every compli
nent with irony. But your collar
| arc all right. | don't want you. t
chance them. All ! want is under
standing. You and l talk in tn
same language. We're both Of u
inrnrrigibies."
Eyes, thank God!" said Eric, al
lacking his waffle.
"Thcrc's only one thing that .woul
do me any good said Judith, sippin
her coffee.
! Fr;c looked up.
"rhat's for somebody TO knOc
| down Dean Timothy Brown and 81
!, on him." She grinned at Eric.
Nothing would rive ma NOR
pleasure" remarked Eric. II have
few scores Of NV own to settle witt
him. And even IL I hadn't, l shout
like to knock him down and sit Of
him-for the good Of his soul"
Judith smiled. "I'm not concerne
with his soul. But II for no othe
| reason than his treatment Of HI
wife, he needs IT,"
Erie nodded. "Not al the martyr
!. warn burnt In Rome pr racked 1
death IN Spain" be said. "How me-