The Bismarck tribune. [volume] (Bismarck, N.D.) 1916-current, 1926-02-22
as zsYEELLOW STUB
1I EfnesE Lynn

l wen, not very mucn. It's hard
to get real chance. The best I've
been able to get regular job at is
cabaret singing, as you know"
"Some day." he said. "you may
| get your chance. When you do l
know you'll be success"
"Maybc I won't wnnt the chance
now il 1t comes," she murmured.
"Why. what do you mean?' He
stared at her.
"Oh, nothing" She shook her
head and glanced up at him brightly.
"Come on. Don't STOP She grabbed
him more closely. swaying her shout
ders, and he fell into her mood, for
getting everything but the fact that
| here was music and movement and
girl.
The orchestra leader was bowling
again. IL hate TO STOP" Olga said Is
F, she sat in her chair. II want to
keep on forever"
II do, too" he agreed. He said,
toying with his fork, II hate to wake
up: ! hate to face tomorrow"
"Why?"
"Weil, you surely haven't lost
sight Of the fact that I'm here try
+! ing to find the man that killed my
father. I've never got over the first
shock Of Dads death. It was so
cruel-so unnecessary. III never
forget it."
Il know" She reached out and
laid her hand on his. "And that's
what they're trying to connect me
with. God! How can they believe
such q thing of me. You don't, do
you. Jim :"
1 StAy~ w.. -
"You don't believe Tn IA bad
woman, do your"
what ever put the thought in your
head? Why should I"
GALL I've wanted to do, Jim, is to
live. I've done some things that are
not exactly approved Of in the best
society. You know what Lieutenant
O'Day said about me-"
II don't care what o'Day says-or
anybody else.". y
"Jim, 1 want to help you! I'll try
awfully hard to help YOU" IN
"You are trying now--you are
helping me, Olga. can't ask any
more"
She was silent for a moment.
Then she said, "What else are you
trying to forget. Jim?"
! He shrugged his shoulders. "Why.
nothing. Olga: Nothing else. What
else could there be?''
"It's a girl, isn't it," she persisted.
'"Was it the girl I saw you with here
that night?"
/ He laughed, and lifted his glass of
water to his lips. There's no other
girl" ;,
J never make 2 successful liar. It's
true, isn't it," 4.
| He said in a low voice: mo, it's
not true. There's no girl. .E
She ignored his denial. "WhXever
it is, Jim, she has no right TO do
: what she's doing. She isn't good
enough for you."
"Don't!" he cried sharply, putting
up his hand.
ri mean it. You're too good for
her. You're too good for any wo-
man." !.
He rose from his chair. you're
talking { nonsense now, Olga. Come
! on. we'll have TO- be going. It's get
ting late. Did ! tell you have
new Job? / start to work at seven
thirty tomorrow morning"
1 She followed him. mo. What arc
you going to do?"
"rm going to drive q laundry
truck" and he laughed at her lock OF
surprise. y
said when they had reached the
street.
"Don't try to-" he laughed. Look"
he said, "do you remember this
spot? 1t was just up the street here
| that you tainted that might and !
nut you in the taxi and took you
home" His face clouded at the
frecollection.
that night" she said, clutching ct
mis- arm. Jim, did you ever get to
thinking seriously of killing your
self? That's how ] felt that night.
! I felt as If didn't have . friend"
& dYou have one now, Olga"
"Jim. do you mean, it,"
II certainly do" He pressed her
arm and turned at her to find IN ex-
preston Of horror on her fans.
aLook!" she cried. I'm thAt carl"
She pointed to an automobile. halted
!, momentarily beside them in the
traffic. He looked and gave = sud
den start. Sitting with his face
! pressed close to the window OF the
closer car was the man with whom
he had had the fight that night he
was Swallowed.
for" cried Olga, 1.-THE man |. told
i you about"
ITO Be Continued)
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