The Indianapolis times. [volume] (Indianapolis [Ind.]) 1922-1965, 1926-05-12

SAME steamer home he declares his love.
iGDITl M6oRE, a COUSIN, tells sandy
love is everything. Murlllo ,oyertakes
h e ' leaves his i R6use rS Snd W aeeept5 The
Lndy attentions Of Ramon whose nome
9s sh1Es W and g nSG o T W %7 ReTT
cousin Judith. DOUGLAS KEITH. the
irrgg.nd, Hal 'HIGNiiiE 70 judith. He, him
self, falls IN love, With sandy who re-
ipdri9esa'fGs s aec9sm andv DEF etermnes
TO leave Judith Then she m fro5, F Ia
orient. and she tells Douglas OF his re-
turn They plan TO run away together
Got to do this. sandy goes to Ra-
mons office and realizes he is about to
co ON WITH THE STORY
CHAPTER XCIV
lie had her clasped against him,
his left arm pinioning both of hers.
She made a frantic effort to seize
the pistol saw the blanched, wild
look Of his face. She gave a little,
suddering moan: Don't! oh, Ra-
mon, Give it to me-
He swayed her backward, his
body curving over hers: Both OF
us, 5andy-you and I"
The muzzle pressed against her
chest.
Shock and roar Of engines crash
ing-crashing down on her through
thunder and a black cloud torn with
fire.
She staggered. With faint, chok-
ing mumurs went pitching half
across the 1oom-fell.
And he followed, calling insanely
SANDY! God--oh, my God, I've
killed you-'
lie looked horror stricken at the
smoking pistol Turned it dizzily in
ais hands. With a gesture Of sob
bling desperation, drove it against
his heart.
Douglas waited at the cigar store.
What in the world kept her? Queer
that she didn't say why she had to
come.
Nine thirty-now it was ten-now
ten twenty-five. His neck began to
get hot. lie stretched it restlessly as
~ horse champing at the rein.
Queer thing to do! Why hadn't
she phoned to him?
An alarm that he had at first i'm
patiently dismissed now rapidly OBJ
sessed him. Was it anything to do
with Ramon that brought Sandy so
mysteriously to town? lie recalled
the tan. waiting figure standing with
one foot on the running board OF Ne
automobile-the crazy plunge of
Ramons car down the block.
Had Ramon sent for Sandy? And
Sandy had gone in answer to the
mad summons?
Douglas ran his handkerchief be-
tween his collar and his neck, reas-
surfing himself nervously: Shed
have better sense-she'll be along
any minute now.
A quarter Of eleven. For the
twentieth time in the last half hour
he walked to the corner, looking IN
and down. A lonely vagrant strained
his eyes over the page Of the want
ads pasted in the window. fat
woman scurrying after the car go
ing to North Beach.
Then for moment the corner was
deserted on a sudden thought he
office directory. The man in the ele-
vator, having no passenger, stuck
his head out inquiringly: Looking
for someone?"
"Ar Worth has offices here?"
THE accountant
This mere question filled him with
excitement. lie answered sharply:
''Yes-RamOn Worth"
Third foor--to your left-down
the corridor"
Getting out Douglas turned to.
his right. The operator called after
him: "Hey-the other corridor
down that way
Through the transom he saw the
light. lie knocked.
He turned the knob. The lock
held from within. lie Knocked
again imperatively.
This time he heard a faint sound
"a faint, tWitterng sound-a soft,
lnarticulate, strangled sound. lie
was sure he heard it-pressed his
ear against the panel, listening in
,ently.
Quiet-the Mission st. cars went
with q whizzing bang-machines
with angry honks whirled through
the alley-no repetition Of the trou-
bed murmur.
But he was now certain-he was
chained to the spot with a pulsating
terror. Sandy was in there and it
was she who moaned
He shook the knob
MunIed at frst-then more pro
nounced came again that little
cheeping tWitter.
Some one moving-creepinG. slow
Is. And row the terrible little cries
stopped. Now and then a whisper
Ing sigh.
He, standing there waiting-aging
the sweat clammy on his forehead
At last--at the door. lie saw her
shadow through the frosted glass.
He saw her reaching up, faltering
with the knob-mastering it.
lie pushed in gently, lifted Sandy
in his arms.
Then he saw bIood-the blood on
her chest-Ramon motionless on the
noor-the pistol flung in an arc from
his outswept arm.
Her eyes were dun the pupils di-