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Lyla Barstow had thought she
was prepared for anything. but
certainly not this! Al pair Of an
tidue scarecrows patrOnizing her.
And what did you say the
name was?" the square, manly
one with the bass voice rumbled.
But before she could answer
the shriveled one with the frizzled
hair said. "Barstow. sister. re-
membered. because we had .
laundress by that name Della
Barstow-~'
Probably no relation" Evvie
doomed pleasantly. "One lump.
Mrs. Barstow? Very interesting
to our niece's prospective mother.
in-Iaw. Very interesting indeed.
Very nice Of you to call. I'm
sure"
Mrs. Barstow took the preferred
cup, and set it on the small
handicapped table near her chair.
II have something serious to say
to you," she said quickly, some
thing that concerns me as well a.
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GIRL

John Blair stopped whatever
she was going to add with a kiss.
She struggled out of his arms.
"John," she said, I'm going
to tell you something-John, I
know who l really am. My name
isn't O'Day at all. It's Deane.
Nancy Deane. Do you know
who my father was? { He was
Montgomery Deane's son, Monty.
Nobody knows it yet, nobody but
a few people"
don't care who your father was.
only know that love you more
than anything in the world"
John Blair understood Nancy's
desire, and the desire of Caroline
Deane, and the desire of all con-
cerned to give her story as lit
tie publicity as possible. He
knew and Nancy knew that 1t
would make a wonderful tale for
the newspapers, and they both
knew that there was no hiding
their love for each other from
the world, once her story was
told publicly,
Let's get married right off,
and slip off some place quietly"
John suggested.
How glorious that sounded.
oh" Nancy cried. "Oh, John"
Well, they hadn't got very
far when Nancy's true story had
reached the newspapers. But they
were on their way. They had
slipped out of Appleton. the bless
ing of Mud and Dairy upon them.
Wen stop at Mothers home"
John had said. II want mother
to meet my-my bride"
And so that very day that
the headlines were screaming
Girl Heir to Deane Millions
Disappears" Nancy Deana and
John Blair were married. In
the house of a clergyman not
twenty-five miles from the city
that was devouring every line Of
Nancy's incredible story.
They drove to the big white
house of Johns mother, just out
side of Milwaukee. and were ar
ranging to slip out of the city
quietly again the very day that
Ginger Warden was curled up
on her bed reading the headlines.
Mrs. Blair, looking like John,
for all the world, listened to her
sons story, and Nancy's story,
and she smiled in that same kind
way that John smiled.
1--WE a daughter now" Mrs.
Blair said, much as I've loved
my John, I've always wanted a.
daughter.
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John had written her about
Nancy.
And wasn't it fun, being mys-
terious like this" she said, why,
1 was never more excited in my
life"
What a dear, she was, Nancy
thought. She grasped Nancy by
the arms and Rugged her tight.
\ y
News of the secret marriage OF
Howard Wescott and Peggy Spor-
fard Boyden, DIVORCE, arrived at
the desks of the society EDITORS
out of a clear sky.
1t described at length who
Peggy Spoffard Boyden was! stat.
ing that shortly after her marriage
to Wescott she had gone East,
where he had intended to meet
her, that they were to slip off on
a honeymoon to Europe.
Ginger, lying luxuriouly in her
rcse.colored negligee. on her i'm
provised chaise lounge, in the room
that could never be tidy, picked
up the paper to have a quiet half
hour before Jerry came up the
stairs.
wealthy Young Milwaukeean
Secretly Married to Divorce" the
headline read.
"The big bum" Ginger said.
"Didn't 1 always say he was a big
bum?
The fate that had mixed up the
lives OF SO many people was not
through with them yet, for it ar
ranged a strange meeting in the
richly furnished library o. Caro-.
line Glendenning- Deane.
Mr.. and Mrs. David O'Day, of
Appleton, were there one On each
side of the empty fireplace.
quaint as characters in a story of
Dickens.
Ginger-Miss Virginia Warden,
her lips not quite so red, her
whole tone not so flaring, but the
same Ginger, was there. Ginger
had come on Nancy's invitation.
because Mrs. Deane had said tn
Nancy, II want the people who
have been good to you, who arc
dearest and closest to you, to
come"
John, Nancy could think of no
one but Ginger whom she would
want to hear Caroline Deane tell
the last chapter in the story OF
Julie Abbott, the circus performer,
and Monte Deane, jr.
Mrs. Deane was standing before
the group talking earnestly.
1T wanted you all here at
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She caught her breath sharply.
Eyes, but if it were so--wouldnt
you want to know it, now?"
He smiled at her pityingly.
''Mother-I ask you-stop. II
such rot were true shouldn't be
in love with her for the simple
reason that it wouldn't be Joan.
Now; let's forget it. have no
intention of mentioning it to her,
and neither have you"
I'm sorry you choose to mis-
understand, she said coldly.
He did not answer.
Mrs. Barstow felt guilty, going
back to the Van Fleets again. She
dreaded to think Of Curtis anger
il he ever found out, but there
was little likelihood of that.
Her gloved hand touched the
bell firmly.
When Heeley, still wrapped in
the red-checked shawl, peered at
her through the crack Of the door.
she handed her a letter. For
the Misses Van Fleet" she said,
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shawl she was crocheting. Is
is she married-Ioan?"
mot yet" Evvie returned ami
ably, enjoying the sensation she
was creating, but soon. No.
don't stare at me like q dying
calf, Babe. Girls do not marry
you know. Especially Joan's kind
--humphp'
'Not--not that boy" Babe fal.
tered.
Evvie's black brow darkened.
"Shh-no. Somebody else. Bar
stow. His mothers here, and I
believe I'll see her. Social climb
err of course. Come and watch
me settle her. Heeley! Heeley.
wen have tea in the drawing
room. Come Babe, don't primp--
it's vulgar at your age"
TITS so cold in there. Couldn't
we see her here?"
I'VE won't be in there long
enough to get cold" Evvie said
Amagnificently, making for the
drawing room. Babe followed.
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you, since your niece Is engaged
to my son. as / stated in my note,
/ came to you because because
Of an anonymous letter.
Out of the corner Of her eye
she could see the one with the
frizzIed hair lean forward. clutch
at her heart. But the square.
manly one looked at her insoient-
~ in the eye.
"An anonymous letter. In my
day they were dropped in the
fire with tongs. Ladies didn't
can anonymous letter. from
sausaIito,', Mrs. Barstow inter
rupted, struggling for composure.
II thought you should know Of
it. There was mention Of dis.
grace Joan had brought to the
family. and
"I don't feel in the least dis
graced." Evvie rumbIed. helping
herself to bread and butter. But
she had paled. Lyla Barstow's
quick eye noted that. A little
pulse began to beat IN her tenn
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Read This First:
NOw Go On With The Story.
By Hazel LiUingston
The Secret Studio" Made Nationwide Success)

But he never thought of it
again. Whenever he saw Joan he
forgot everything but the wonder
OF her. the miracle of their love,
Joan. sweet, beautiful Joan to be
He walked on air. He couldn't
believe that he had really won
her. the girl of his dreams.
Think of getting girl Ike
Joan these days. mother! Mother.
do YOU realize what that means?
Vow aren't you glad didn't fall
in with your ideas about Eugenia?
She's a peach and all that-but
: Joan-I-I can't tell you. She's
like some mountain flower that
grew up in the clean air away
from the SCOT and dirt of the
cities all the bloom left on
"I know, Curtis. But isn't she
Just a little fortunate in finding
j you. too?
-. Il want the wedding to be soon,
but she's such a funny, shy little
thing don't want to rush her
roo much. Do you suppose could
get her consent to May?"
= May"
s 't0r April
tCurtis-so soon?" Her heart
soon? Call that soon? I'd be
married now II she'd agree. Why
don't you help me out a little2
Tell her long engagements are
unlucky. Go on-help me out"
She touched his cheek with her
delicate, blue-veined hand
Dear Curtis how could she
let him go?"
: So much to do. Shed babied
him so. She had taken care of
his clothes all his life. bought
shirts and sox and ties
would Joan take all that from
her. too?
She remembered she hadn't sent
that brown suit to the cleaner.
She loved going into his room,
the room he had ever since he
ing his things. 1t made her feel
necessary, beloved.
She sang softly, a little off the
key, as she gathered up plus
fours, a golf sweater and the
brown suit, to be left in the hall
closet for Annie to give to the
cleaner tomorrow. Automatically
. her fingers searched the pockets
= for the memorandums and loose
change he never remembered to
take out.
4.s A pink letter. She laid 1t on
. the bureau with a sniff. Anyone
who would use pink paper and
purple ink There was no
envelope. The large, loosely formed
words spelled themselves under
her eyes Joan Hastings
-disgrace-sailor-15 ."
The little song died on her lips.
CHAPTER XIII
'Curtis:" His mother came
Into the library with the pink
letter in her hand.
He saw it, even before she
spoke. Dam it-he'd left the
thing where she could find it.
: Why didn't he destroy it at once,
as he should have done? And he
stiffened with unrea n able,
shamed anger.
Curtis, found this"
81 didn't intend that you should.
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Mining By wireless"

The discovery of precious metals by wireless" is being demon
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He started coming toward her.
If only he wouldn't talk. If they
all would be still.
Nancy was engulfed with home.
sickness. 1t came on her in
waves as she sat listening to the
ceaseless, pointless chatter.
She wanted to go home to APP
pleton, and Appleton made her
think of John Blair.
She wanted to go to him. too.
thing. To tell him she knew she
known, but now she was never
surer Of anything in her life.
CHAPTER 40
1.-The newspapers mustn't have
1t now"
That's what Caroline Deane
had said and now the headlines
were screaming
GIRL HEIR TO DEANE
MILLIONS DISAPPEARS"
Virginia Warden, model for
Ziegeibaum's, Inc, the gold.dig-
ging Ginger, sat on her mussed-
up bed, devouring every word or
the story which told OF the dis
appearance of the late Montgom.
cry Deane's granddaughter.
Ginger devoured it, her eyes
travelling so fast that she didn't
get half the contents Of what
was written. She would read q
paragraph half through and thea
start all over again.
Let me get this straight" sire
murmured, and started to re1G
aloud, slowly.
Nancy Deane, the 1S-year-old
heir and granddaughter OF the
late Montgomery Deane, million
a1re banker, whose existence was
revealed when Mr.. Deane's Will
was filed in probate court, lac
yesterday has disappeared from
the city under mysterious circum
stances"
That was the beginning. l.
repeated what was told in the
late afternoon editions of the day
before, that with the filing of the
will, reporters had rushed out to
the Deane household on Prospect
AVenue-that Mrs. Deane had re.
@uHcu u STE any one 5L IlrSI, DuG
that the insistence OF so many
demands had at last resulted in
the revelation of Nancy's parent
age.
But where was Nancy?
Mrs. Deane confessed she had
gone to Appleton. to her foster
parents, the O'Days, some four
days ago, That's all she could
say. The reporters suspected her
of hiding the truth. Nancy was
not in Appleton. And all the
kings horsemen and all the
kings men couldn't get Maggie
O'Day to tell where she was.
"Begone with yez, the girls
gone back to her rightin' grand.
mother. Mrs. Deane. Go talk to
her."
She shooed them away and
: locked her doors, and kept Dairy
locked inside to stop his "blab-
bin"
Yes? Maggie o'Day knew where
Nancy was. and Tor all her
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of Of the famous q
them Of little silver gold plaques some are meta go
of
them imitation genuine ~ @ heads With iade
The necklace designed by Cot Is o. ana tad
crystal notable many IN the cut ana placing
the stone
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wondering the extreme smaness Of the boxes
black velvet with chu and vest OF white
These French models because all the Paris cOutule have
spirit wearing choker Of flat stone
disks hnestones
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mo Husbands AIIOUed''

TIVE laroe sionposts have been erected at the entrance
. Grove on the banks River Vennion in the Illinois
corn belt One mo dogs allowed ana the other No
husbands allowed
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(
That's Just exactly what ! feel
about i. said Roger fervently.
Apart from the fact that i don
believe that 1 should be able To
pull it orr when get there's
you say, II would spoil every
thing my going away just now.
III suppose should come with
you liz you were to gO?''
s.Of1. no. He made that clear.
It's u hopeless country Tor an
American woman"
Well, that would complicate
matters still further. cant
think why Alan should have sug-
gested IL. if you would rather
not tell him you can't do 1t, / IL
tell him for you!''
TITS lovely of you to offer,
he answered. But, my dear little
girl, it would be absolutely fatal.
II i have not literally betrayed q
clients confidence, 7 have dis
cussed part of his affairs with
you. Tt would ruin me.
what nonsense! Alan WouIdn' II
mind, when its only me.
keIton MAS unexpectedly ag1-
fated.
He may be 4 very old friend
Of yours but I can't take liberties
with him on that account, he
stammered. II don't say that he
would take vengefuI measures but
i would lose caste in his eyes
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NOIv Go On With The Story.

You've got something against
Alan, she elucidated. l'tVvhen I
made that arrangement with Mr..
I Clifford about taking his place
you were pleased. But when I
pointed out afterward that Alan
was staying few miles away,
you became suddenly grumpy.
Wouldn't it be rather a good idea
/ to get to the bottom OF it, now
that we are talking about it?"
Roger tossed away the paper.
i've no objection whatever to
Brennaway, he said precisely. 4
think he is one OF the best fellows
alive and I'm very glad he's your
particular friend. Buff there is
something that is fidgeting met
has nothing TO do with his person.
atty
Fidgetting you" she echoed.
It's one of those things that
he broke off weli-tl1ey hardly
exist when one tries to put them
into words yet they rattle you. It's
difficult to be clear. You remean-
Der we agreed that we would make
it d east-iron rule that l should
not gossip to you about shop.
Once you begin with an interesting
little item that seems of no import.
ance, where are you going to end r.
don't know where you're go-
Ing to end, said Shirley coldIy.
But you've begun by suggesting
that you've got professional knowl-
edge of something against Alan"
Nothing OF the kind! Oh
well. shall have TO give you the
substance OF ii" He waited for
her assurance but she gave none.
"Solne weeks before we were mar
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that we need get ratified about,
but he Is such q forceful chap.
Why didn't you tell me about
ali this before ?'' she asked.
ooh, i don't know one doesn't
talk about such things on ones
honeymoon. z
It affects our plans. If You
have got to be away for six
months, why have we come here?
What's the use Of our making
plans for Vermont"
'sOf course there Ii that side
be IT, which / admit hadn't con-
sidered. Perhaps ought TO have
mentioned III before. But lets
leave that, dearest. DO you want
me to go to Macedonia Z"
CHAPTER XIII
Shirley smiled without mirth.
She had already noticed the
tendency OF her husband to finch
from 4 direct question about his
own conduct. She was familiar,
too, with his trick OF attempting
to cisarm criticism by blaming
himself. Nevertheless, she did not
want him to 20 to Macedonia.
Alan should have had more sense
than To offer him job like that.
II don Il see how you can, she
said impatiently. I'VE made
good start at Southampton and
IL we are not going to follow
III up-
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ried shortly after his return
Brennaway came to my office. My
father used to act for his father
and j believe the firm has done &
little business for him. or course
he's 4 big man now With--With
many qualifications. He wanted
me to go to Macedonia. =
Whatever for"
I'm connection with mining
scheme he rs interested In. As q
matter Of fact my own father was
interested In 1t too. 1T would mean
my being out there at least six
months-it's a dogs hole Of coun-
try. Besides--we were going to
get married, 50 naturally I WASH T
keen.
There was a note of petulance In
his vgice that nystified her.
'tBht he could easily have found
another lawyer. Why didn't you
just thank him and remind him
about me?'
For a moment he did not answer.
q 1t wasn't quite as simple as you
seem to imagine, he said de-
fensively. ITO begin with, Bren-
naway believes q good deal In that
mine and / don't
He knows all about mines.
1.-THE mine may be all right but
there are difficulties in the way
that / should have to overcome
negotiating with the government
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sure Il was you, TIL ! saw the
foot.
1T might have been almost
anybody III the coach. / watched
for the women lii the dining car,
10 see who blushed at sight Of
me. But 80 many Of them blush
ed, / couldn't tell.
eDarned awkward. a fellow
should remember the ladies he
meets so intimately.
AS Linda still kept silence, he
leaped forward confidentially.
EDO you know you're the first
person I've shown my new
pajamas to-"
please go away. It's not
proper. Linda said in a smoth-
cred voice.
'Proper?'' The boy wrinkled
his brows $50 sorry. guess
I've made a very ungentlemanly
mistake" He still made no move
to leave. Then he murmured to
himself. I'D have sworn she was
about the right SIZE" He turned
to Linda brightly, Would you
mind sitting on my stomach just
for a minute2 Perhaps could
tell, from that angle, perhaps you
could"
Linda could not trust herself to
answer. She turned away to the
window.
There was a moments silence,
in which she counted the revolu-
ton of the wheels.
I'm sorry" the young man
said, quietly. When Linda looked
up. he was gone.
CHAPTER 3
She did not see him again dur
ing the journey.
Luncheon brought relief from
the monotony and the discomfort
of breakfa stless morning. Linda
looked at the complicated menu
in despair and ordered ham and
eggs.
In the afternoon she slept fit
fully, though the car filled with a
noisy crowd. Lights flashing on
overhead brought her head UP
with a start. A accommodated
youth brushed past her with a
whoop and two rosy, short.skirtsd
girls tumbled after him, leaving
trail of black narcissus in the
aisle.
Linda sank back against the
plush seat and stared after them
with childish, round eyes.
Others followed, in a stream Of
noise and color, till the train
Jared slowly to stop. MAR.
bury Station" bawled a red-faced
brakeman. thrusting his head
through the coach door.
An answering shout went up
from the youngsters in the aisle.
Only Linda sat limp and weak i'll
her place as the exodus began,
At last, with trembling fingers,
she reached for her hat and coat.
Her baggage lay scrambled on
the floor.
"Marbury Station, miss" said
the porter, chidingly. He began
to gather up her things.
Linda, stopped on the upper step
OF the coach entrance and looked
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that that wan paper isn't 81 AL
bad IL II stands
.'It's very good wallpaper.
agreed Shirley But wallpaper
tells everybody who comes here
that we can't afford paneling.
And that would cost AS great
deal more than q thousand dols
lars
sThis policy Of yours, you
know my father had IL To II
point ana I'm not altogether sure
that hefmade d success IL ~
He hadn't the need to study e
properly Shirley pointed out.
ssMy father had To do u well.
we had only the fifteen Thousand
I've got now and We went every
where everywhere. Don't YOU
remember what You said about
Southampton costing lot ~
didn't cost MS 500 dollars, and how
much did you make over taking
Gorston's advice2s
NEARLY fifteen hundred In nine
days, lie answered proudly.
'sCynaz appointed You 10 thres
companies she went on. IL We
hadn't spent that money on Long
Island none OF that would have
happened. So what about leaving
the domestic arrangements ia my
hands, Roger,
CTo BE Continued Tomorrow
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and So on. or course Il was
awfully decent az him To give me
the opportunity at least. he be.
lieved ii was. / dom think there
Is anything in IL because. well
after all. II isn't my forte to nego
{ tiate with conic-Opera govern
menfs. You see. Id the special cir-
cumstances well. he's your old
friend and all that / did not like
to give him an outright no. "
do you mean that you said
'yes'?n prompted Shirley.
Upon my word don't know
whether / said yes uneqmivocal-
~" Shirley noticed that he was
floundering trying to carry the
situation with show Of frank.
ness. But you known what a
forcefuI chap he is. At the time
I may have been led to think AZ
good deal more OF the project
than / now think after much con-
sideration.
The word "forcefu1'. fingered.
She had never thought OF Alan as
forceful. she had thought Of him
~ strong and reIiable-a man
who would always know whether
he had said yes or no and abide
by his word.
I'VE left 1t that should let
him know when you and had
made our plans. There's nothing
In III. OF COURSE mean nothing