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The Washington times., 1928-11-26
An Unusual Serial Of Love
And Temptation

CHAPTER
n is wonderful to be youngto be grl-to be beaut
full To possess hair the color of daffod and eyes of
violet bue To have been granted by kind fate figure
tall and short exquisiteIy formed that
young humorousy intent would whisper another
Dangerous curves aheadi'
But Madge Sayre who lived desiring thrills, awakened
the smiling morning of her twenty first birthday, late
in April with slight feeling of discomfort reserng what
she considered prosaic existence
The feeling passed After ALL there is a thrill merely in
having birthday-when is 81 and tingle with a
zest for life
t'Gee!'' she said Gee! I'm 21!"
The windows open, and through them came the
noise of the West Twenty Street traffic. which consists
chiefly Of trucks and heavy
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twenties, but not half so good
looking as he believed himself to
be. His name was Richard Leeds.
II came" he volunteered, as
he bent over Madge's; hand and
kissed it, because could not
keep away on such a very inn
portant occasion as your 21st
birthday"
Madge had known him several
months. She was not particularly
touched with his devotion, and
smiled little mockingly. Secretly
she had weighed him and found
him light. He was studying in
terror decoration, while an adoring
mother supplied an allowance
which made the path softer for
her darling's feet.
It's nice of you to come,
Dick" she told him carelesslys
but added rebukingly, you know
like people to telephone first.
But come in
Her father had retreated to his
room. With a gesture of pride
Dick opened the box that he was
carrying and took from it
parchment lampshade painted in
rather extreme ochres and laven-
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Arno looked at Tom Freeman's
car. THAT yours?"
yes"
Arno girded an affectionate arm
around Eddie's shoulder.
Listen, Kid" he said. emotion
ally. "Bernice Is good kid at
heart. l don't think Mr.. Free
man could handle her alone. but
If ] Joined up with him it ought
to be a cinchi He could put up
the local angle of the situation
to her-andtsI could tell her. in
her own language that she was
making q lot of trouble. You
know, Eddie. got a gift that
way
It came back to Eddie's mind
that by profession he was a con-
fidence mana glib persuader,
but back of all that, too, a guy
with a keen idea OF friendship.
Mike" he said, tensely, you
don't know what this means to
me. I'm engaged to be married
and if you can get Bernice off
my hands you'll save my life"
Mike Arno grasped his hand
and slapped him on his back.
kid" he grinned, you're all
set, let the wedding bells ring
out. l guarantee We'll have her
on the train headed back to New
York in twenty-four hours! III
make her feel like a saint and
she will be so proud Of herself
she'll go back home with the
feeling that she staged the great
est remuneration staged in all
history. .na .u,.
CHAPTER SIXTY
Eddie sat alone on the veranda
after dinner. The moon, tonight,
he observed. was little slower in
rising than last night.
Somewhere in the county seat.
probably in hotel room filled
with cigarette smoke, Tom Free.
man and Mike Arno were arguing
with Bernice. Upon the outcome
Of that argument he felt would
depend the answer to all of his
immediate hopes. If thev sue.
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one knee over the other, giving
him a side-long glance.
Perhaps 1t would be dangerous
to be too kind to you, Dick.
Mustn't do that" Madge half
whispered. so encouraged, he at
tempted to slip an arm about her.
She exclaimed Indignantly, with
difficulty suppressing the mirth
she felt at his discontinue. III
were in the mood to be petted,
I'd find man to pet mer
He eolored painfully, and Madge
was delighted to observe that d
great deal of his self possession
had left him.
i didn't mean--I'm sorry, he
stammered quite confused.
If / hadn't thought you were
house broken. wouldn't have
had you in" Madge pursued her
advantage. "But you're forgiven,
Now run along, Dick, and learn
how to become decorative"
After he had taken his some
what disgruntled departure, Madge
sat dreaming. IF she could meet
man who was daring and con-
fident. He would have to be
awfully good-looking. he would
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The plan was so simple, that for
a moment, it seemed silly to
Eddie.
II don't think she'd fall for
that stuff" he unused.
II disagree with you" Free
man said. I'm make an appeal
to her human nature; that's the
easiest and best way Out-and
there's a good chance / can get
away with it,
1t occurred to Eddie that Tom
Freeman was one of the finest
men he had ever known. Not
every guy would go to battle for
his rival
"The trouble is," he objected,
"that you are a stranger to her..
She's not used to men like you,
Freeman, and she might not get
you--like / do
They walked back to the house,
discussing the problem.
Unexpectedly, a new comphca-
ton presented itself; the arrival
of Mike Arno. He was waiting
for them, his smart New York
luggage piled up on the veranda.
Tall, buoyant with expansive
manner. he sprang down the
stairs and pumped Eddie's hand.
Did you get my letter that l
was coming?" he demanded. beam
ing. "Cripes, it's nice out here,
Kid. it's nice in the country.
amt it?"
Yes. it's nice" Eddie admitted,
with a tired smile. I'm glad
you're here, Mike-but things
don't look so good for me right
now. Bernice is in town and she's
playing Old Nick with me. Meet
Mr.. Freeman, Mr.. Arno."
AS the two men shook hands
Mike Amos dark eyes grew wide
with concern for Eddie.
"You mean she came down
here?" he asked. "Is she causing
any trouble, Kid?"
Eddie explained to Tom Free
man: ''Mr. Amos a friend Of
Bernice's."
He turned to Mike with bitter
frankness.
She's here" he said, "and
she's getting me into wrong with
the whole county. My friend.
Mr.. Freeman. here thought some
thing of trying to persuade her
to go back to New York. She
won't listen to me-"
Did you come right. out and
give her the air?" Arno demanded.
Il did"
Where is she now7"
In town."
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ceeded with Bernice it would mean
the beginning Of his run of luck.
He was gambler enough to feel
that way.
While he waited he smoked one
cigarette after another. One thing
he intended to do was to cut down
on cigarettes, they stained his
fingers yellow and Marian wouldn't
like that. even though she never
mentioned it. Yes, little things
like that would have to be
checked up on.
Already, he was using much less
profanity. A girl like Marian de.
serves a guy-a man-with sense
enough to respect her feelings,
about little things.
When the telephone rang he
knew it was either Freeman or
Arno calling.
Amos voice saluted him. What
did tell you, kid? It's in the
bag she's all set--get me? She
took 1t all and she's feeling holy
as hell! Wait a minute-she'
coming in the room--now think
she wants to speak to you"
Bernice Veressi took the receiv-
err from Mike Arno and spoke
softly to Eddie.
It's all right. Eddie" she said,
a light quaver in her voice. Mike
and Mr.. Freeman put me on the
right track. I'll never forget yOJl,
Eddie, but you won't have to
worry about me anymore"
Eyes, we all get off on the
wrong foot, sometimes" he said.
But listen, Bernice-you feel all
right? Is everything all jake
with you?"
"Don't worry about me, Eddie,
I'll be all right, on the level-Im
going to make a new start. Mike
saws he's going to keep an eve
on me-a good guy-Mike. Good.
by, dear"
Mike Arno recovered the tele.
phone, Listen, Kid" he said to
Eddie. "I'm going to ride out of
town with her. There's a mid
night train. Freeman is going to
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) have to be rich enough to make
West Twenty-first Street and old
fashioned tin tubs mere memories
of the past, and he would have to
be-oh, just everything that Dick
Leeds was not!
Before her mirror that evening,
Madge posed in frank admiration
Of her own beauty. Al simple
little afternoon frock of black
crepe de chine enchanced the daz-
zIing whiteness of her skin and
the golden CLINT of her hair, now
long enough to do intriEuingly
low on the nape Of her bewitch-
ing neck.
And you, my child" she re-
marked aloud, ''will probably be
the only girl at the party with
long hair"
Deciding that twenty-first
birthday happened but once in a
lifetime, she treated herself to a
taxi. and shortly after half-past
eight arrived at Frances Storrs'
studio apartment on Bank, Street.
Frances Storrs, who was five
years older than Madge, looked
more like a man than seemed hu.
manly possible. Sallow of COM
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! ders, portraying an exotic COW
in the midst of still more exotic
vegetation.
II thought 1t great fun, he
said in the jargon of his trade.
Don't you think the COW amlIs'
ing?v
Madge, knowing that she would
never use the thing, and deciding
he must not become aware of
that, exclaimed. Glow lovely,
Dick! I'll use it in my own
room.
s"I thought you'd like it" he
said as he sat down beside her on
q couch.
He was too complacent, too
sure of himself. She determined
to punish him.
II wonder there are not crowds
of people here" Dick remarked
with SNUG air. What hap
pened to the young men you
honor with your acquaintance
1.-THE men ] know work for their
living-they are not learning to
be interior decorators" Madge
slapped him sharply.
''Is that kind?" he asked.
Provocatively, Madge crossed
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drop around and get my bags
with his car"
But Mike--I thought you were
going to visit me a WHILE"
Nix! made my argument to
Bernice so strong that / sold my
self on the idea. She's an out
slider down here and so am I.
80 long, Kid, see you in New
York sometimes"
Before Eddie could protest, Mike
Arno hung up the receiver. 1t
was ended his last con-
nection with the New York
Vaguely he felt a regret that he
wasn't again to see Mike Arno be-
fore that peculiar personality de-
parted for the North.
Somewhere in Mike Arno was
the material of a real man. And
Bern1ce, too-she was, by far
more good than evil. Sometime.
perhaps, he would see them both
again--but they weren't the kind
of people he wanted Marian to
know-after all, there was a diff
ference in people, a real difference
The cruel fact was that some clay
was fine and some was gross.
Once more the telephone rang.
Marian, throbbing alive, spoke to
him.
"oh, Eddie Tom Freeman
called me up"
"I KNOW had a call myself"
Eddie, It's too wonderful"
"Yes, il only everything else
would work out as fine
He could hear her making little
catchy noises in her throat
But 1t has! Eddie darling. l
took the whole thing up with
mother today. And after | heard
from Tom / made her take father
out in the garden--theres an old
bench there--and mother--she
made him see the light ="
Eddie's heart was scarcely beat
ing! he knew, with unerring in
sttnct, that tears were in her
beautiful eyes
''They just came to the house,
dear--not five minutes ago. Father
didn't say word, he just put his
arms around me and didn't say a
word
A lump in Eddie's throat
swelled until he could hardly
speak, but he managed a jerky
sentence
"1'll be right over, you blessed
angel"
THE END
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her father, in pajamas and dress
ing gown, crept into the room.
Jonathan Sayre, although only
So, looked at least 10 years older.
He was tall and spare and what
hair remained to him was white
not gray. His hands trembled
and he looked very i'll.
Father, dear!' Madge said re-
proachfuIly as she kissed his fore
head. Again last nightP'
Now. don't scold me on your
birthday" he begged. ''And
many happy returns, my darlingg'
He kissed her tenderly. so like
your mother when / first met
her." he added, more to himself
than to his daughter. Can you
blame me altogether, my dear, If
stopped the sense OF loss last
night with too much whisky?
But we can't be gloomy on your
twenty-first birthday, particularly
when you hear my news.
Good news? Splendid"
From the pockel of his dressing
gown, Jonathan Sayre produced a
jewelers. case. With trembling
fingers he opened 1t to display
a small diamond and sapphire
pendant.
"Oh, father, you couldn't afford
that, but it's positively thrillingI'
Madge exclaimed, putting her arms
about his neck. You shouldn't
have done it when you need all
your money for the razor and
fountain pen, and you're always
saying that you're hampered by
I lack Of capital.
My DEAR" he smiled at her.
you haven't heard my news. To.
night the four or us meet, and
Hutton thinks that he has inter-
ested Larkin-James p Larkin--
in the safety razor. There's a
million in it! A million! Two
three! And can't 7 afford to
give my only daughter-the only
thing in the world ] Iove--a trif-
ling trinket on her 21st birthday.
That's only a down-payment. my
child, for all your sweetness!
Your next birthday shall be
passed in Paris-shopping. I'm
only sorry that / can't be with
you tonight"
AS she served him his coffee
and ate her own brea akfast of
fruit. cereal and eggs, Madge
looked at him with tender eyes,
her young heart yearning over
him. He was like a child, she
} 'reflected. Ever since her mother
had died-Madge was then 16--
her father had been getting stead.
lily poorer and poorer, while al
ways he was to be a millionaire
next week. Nor would he per-
NIT his daughter to work. It
was more than his pride could
bear.
II know you're going to make
success. Madge declared earnestly,
seeing that his eyes were mutGly
pleading with her for encourage
ment. But / must go and dress. -
she added. with glance at the
shabby little clock on the man
tlepiece.
She had just returned to the
living-room when the doorbell
rang.
who can that be- Madge re-
marked wonderingly to her father
as she went to press the button
which opened the front door. II
gave that new, maid the key yes
terday."
she peered over the stairs. Com
ing up was young man, a young
man obviously bearing gifts.
He was a moderately good.
looking young man in the late
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Tucked away In this street that
Is partly business and party resi-
Dental, are some old brick houses;
and here in dingy apartment be-
tween Seventh and Eighth Ave-
rlues, Madge made a home for her
father.
They had two small bedrooms,
Q moderate-sized living-room, that
inconceivably inconvenient ar
rangement known ais kitchenette
and q. bath.
This last was Madge's chief
grievance in life. AS she went in
her fiiIny nightdress down the
narrow hall and switched on the
light, she made a light gvimace of
distaste. at the ugly black-and-
white squared paper.
Turning on the hot water from
an ancient faucet of brass, brought
a discouraging trickle of luke
warm water.
BE luke-warm!' Madge addressed
Il. TITS April, but how ! hate you
In the winter!''
After bathing, Madge enveloped
herself in one Of her few luxuries
IAN enormous Turkish towel of
fleecy softness.
She was applying big powder.
puff so that a thin film caressed
her youthful litheness. when the
telephone in the living-room
shrilled for attention.
Many happy returns of the
day! And how does it feel to be
21?" q feminine voice came over
the wire. /,
oh, F'rances?''
Frances Storrs herself speak.
ing" the voice returned. What
are you doing tonight?''
Not a thing" Madge replied a
little doIefully. Father is going
to dinner with some men friends
about some business. He tried to
change the date because of my
birthday, but he couldn't"
You poor lonesome child!'' Fran.
ces consoled her. But I'm so glad.
Last night at Joe's place / con-
ceiyed the idea of party for to-
night and I've got lots of people
coming. One. especially. No less,
my dear, than Carroll Dudley 3
And who asked Madge, rs
Carroll Dudley"
"I'I tell him that" Frances
promised her. at will do him good
IL you're not kidding me-to. know
that there is one girl on this
island Of Manhattan who has
never heard of him. Madge do
you mean 1t? You don't know
who Carroll Dudley is?"
''Shall / write 1t to your"
Madge suggested, "or will you tell
me-who is Carroll Dudley"
Listen and learn Frances in
structed her. Carroll Dudley is
an extremely well known painter
doing portrAits-chiefly society
women. And he is known also
for his daring nudes. He's 81 or
32-and appallingly good-looking.
He was in the air force in 1917
crashed and broke A leg. After.
that, he was in the camouflage.
his nerves shot. But he came
back and not so very long ago
went absolutely crazy again about
flying. They say that If Carroll
is asked for the weekend in the
country; nine times out of 10 he
just drops down out OF the skies
on any convenient lawn! And
you don't know who he isr'
He sounds thrilling" Madge
conceded. And that's help"
We'll. you'll find out tonight"
Frances assured her.
As Madge replaced the receiver,
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ssplexi0n, she had hair cut close ana
affected nannish tweed suits. She
smoked pipe. wore = wrist
watch with leather strap, scorned
both powder and the art Of the
nanicurist, and made an exec ellent
living writing adyertis sernents
chiefly for cosmetics vanity cases
and perfumes. Yet, particularly
when talking to Madge. sla6 copld
speak with the comaraderie Of a
sister.
IA little group OF people had al
ready assembled. soon after
Madge's arrival there was a STIR.
among them.
Madge turned to see 4 man
posed for a moment on the
threshold as Frances advanced to
welcome him.
Madge noticed that this man al.
whom everyone stared was, IN q
somewhat diss0Iute way perhaps
the handsomest she had ever seen.
His tall, spare frame was immacu-
late in dinner clothes, and Madge
observed the muscular shoulders
and the free, swinging grace OF
his figure; noted, too, the intensely
black hair, short cropped, and the
blazing blue Of his eyes.
Then, without waiting for his
hostess to introduce him, the man
strobe straight across the room to
Madge's side, where he stood smil-
ing down at her.
he announced royalty, "am
Carroll Dudley, and have been
waiting to meet you all my lifer'
Madge knew thrills at that mo-
ment. This was one OF the rain
bow-tinted episodes Of her life.
For Madge compared everything
TO cOlors IL she spent an unhappy
afternoon when her father was de-
pressed, she would afterwards
think OF 1t as grey. A gay sum-
mer morning on q beach with the
wind careesfng her young form
she would remember, perhaps I'M
consciously, as being saffron.
Now a medley of sensations
awakened within her as Carroll
Dudley with his handsome face.
his black hair and blazing blue
eyes, smiled down at her, so that
Madge touched q ,veritabIe rain
bow of emotion. How wonderful
he was. But she mustn't let him
see 1t, she reflected.
And who-exactly---is Carroll
Dudley?" she asked, with q provo.
cative little smile. "Oh. yes. I re. <
member! Frances told me abollt
you this morning. M
At that moment, Frances Joined
them, putting mannishly at an old
pipe.
Yes. Carroll" !" Frances chuck.
led. II 'phoned Madee this morn.
Ing and mentioned rather brag-
gingly that the one, the only, Car
roll Dudley, was going to honor
my poor studio tonight, and with
out any affectation the kid pulled
Il cold on me. Who, she asked,
is Carroll Dudley?' How does
it feel, Carroll?''
Carroll laughed why should
she know my name? ?'' he asked.
Just because ] paint the hideous
faces of few old dowagers. most
OF whom remind me OF the zoo. or
the aquarium
Madge laughed. as Frances
added: But your nudes. Carrollt
Oh. the gorgeous curved tinted
nudes Of Carroll Dudley! watch
out for him, Madge! That's the
only thing he cares about paint
ing, and he's very vain about
them. And is he conceited! II
you can jolt him a bit, darling.
I'll buy you a dinner. And you,
Carroll, have to be very nice with
Madge tonight"
The problem does not seem a
difficult one" Carroll murrnured
with A smile. but II suggests 4
question: win Madge be very
nice to me? And why must 1t be
only tonight, Frances?"
1T is her twenty-first birthday"
Frances announced. so do your
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. best stuff, Carroll. Hello, here are
the Ernest Peabody's!'' she hur-
ried away to greet couple just
entering the studio.
Cant we sit down, MadgeT'
Carroll suggested. indicating q
couch BY the French windows that
led to a small roof garden. I'm
going to call you Madge later on.
80 / might a. wen begin now.
And you're going to cali me Mr..
DudIey?'
I'm not CarroIlF' Madge smiled
At him.
Don't do thats' he compounded,
as he sat beside her.
do what?h she asked.
"smile like THAR he told her.
TITS dangerous
She arched her eyebrows. And
Is the celebrated aviator, artist
what Il ii they can you, the flying
painter afraid g''
II live In the pursuit of any.
thing thrilling he warned her,
his eyes glinting dangerously.
I'm not In the least thrilling"
she countered. and changed the
subject. do YOU know all these
people?'s
The room was filling up, and
the atmosphere was blue from
cigarette smoke. Cocktails and
highbaiIs were being passed.
Madge noticed that Carroll ac-
cepted every drink offered TO him;
she herself simply slipped ap or
ange-b e-blossOm.
The crowd2f Carroll answered
her question. Let's see. Oh,
the fellow with the dirty neck
and the long straw-colored hair il
Alfred Turtle 1.-The poet. He has
two claims to fame. He pub
Ilsl1ed q messy little book on verse
entitled Orchid Breath that q
lot Of people thought immoral,
and recently he staged a fake
suicide, so that lot of rich
women rushed to his rescue. The
girl with the red hair is Deborah
West, celebrated dress model.
The fat little man with her is
her butter-a and-egg man, Peregrine
Blagdon Stock Exchange,
think The little dark man with
no chin Il Ernest Peabody. The
fat, enamelled girl with him is
his wife. He's written one novel
The Passions OF pansyT an the
proceeds or which Ernie and
Gladys have spent few weeks
in Paris 50 that they can't open
their mouths without few
phrases OF incorrect French.
The red-haired girl approached
them
Hello. Carroll! Flirt with met
she demanded languidly, ignoring
Madge.
Il '.Let mo introduce Miss De
borah West Miss Madge Sayre.
Carroll said conventionally. He
rose un'rillingIy from Madge's
side.
Aren't We being formal this
sveniEgl the beautiful Deborah
complained as she smiled ut
Madge. DO yon mind me taking
your man, blondie?s'
He's not mine." Madge as
serted. feeling an intense dislike
for the tall red-haired one.
II must make Peregrine jeal-
Gus, Deborah insisted. sHe,s too
sure Qf me and he needs train
ing! But you're so sniffy tonight,
Carroll, that I'll have to use
Alfred Turtle.
She SlFifted away from them
MAdS began TO talk with carr
roll ahput his flying activities
when Deborah, raising glass IN
Lets do solnethinr T,eopies
The patsfy's too refined for rfse.
I know! Lets play strip -pokeri
The aISy,s the limit Tvervhosv
In strip-poker!'' "
GO b continued tomorrcw)
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