The Indianapolis times. [volume] (Indianapolis [Ind.]) 1922-1965, 1928-12-07
CHAPTER XIX

"A i the door OF CIl0 Cn6dC6r, Lille
IN and Herbert met Jack Farqua-
Iar, face to face.
Lila held her breath. Her gaze
sought Farquahar's beseechingly
His eyes were dark and inscrutable
Not muscle of his face moved.
He passed on without a sign Of
recognition.
Lila understood. He would keer
his promise, if she kept hers.
She and Herbert went to a night
club for supper. They arrived home
late, but the hour made no differ
ence to Lila. She couldn't sleep.
For the rest of the night she sat
by the window and stared out over
the sleeping city. She heard the
first rattle of the milk-wagons; she
saw the eastern sky grow light with
the first touch Of dawn.
Her day-her last. day-was al
hand!
She would make her confession to
Herbert after breakfast. That
would forestall Farquahar, to whom
she was to telephone at IL o'clock
Farquahar, of course, expected
that call to tell him at what hour
he was to fetch her for their mar
riage. The message he would actual
ly receive would be bolt from the
blue.
Lila could hear herself faltering:
Jack, I've something to tell you.
! can't marry you. 1 was married
to Herbert Ware-after you were re-
ported dead
Her plans, however, went astray.
Herbert, evidently believing that she
would wish to sleep late, went down.
town without disturbing her.
SO when Lila descended to the
breakfast room, there was only Her.
bert's vacant place to greet her.
THAT meant, of course, that Far
uuahar would see Herbert before
she could reach him. Never, never
could she go to his Office to make
her confession.
She thought of Summoning him
home on a preteXt of illness.
Siddons brought her iced melon,
but she couldn't eat.
1.-THE last breakfast of the con-
demned!" she thought.
Then, quite suddenly, the inspira-
ton for a respite came to her.
She hurried to the telephone and
rang F'arquahar, who answered
rather shortly for an about-to-be
bridegroom.
Jack" she said breathlessly,
twill you grant me one last favor?"
What is it?" he demanded sus-
piciously.
will you-will you consent to -
having the ceremony performed out
of town? You see, dad-well, it
wouldn't be such a shock as if it
appeared in all the papers without
warning"
She held her breath while he
considered.
"All right" he agreed, to her re-
lief and surprise. ut just happens
to work in with my own preference.
I had a tip last night that there's a
horse running at Saratoga tomorrow
that's sure to clean up. A little
windfall wouldn't do my finances
any harm. What do you say to 60
ling to Saratoga for our marriage
and honeymoon"
II
"OH," she gasped, "that would
" would be splendid. But we'd
have to go separately, Jack. lit
wouldn't look well otherwise"
He laughed dryly.
"You have your moments when
you're extraordinarily keen about
the conventions, haven't you, Lila?
But I'll agree. I'll leave today and
make arrangements about a license
lit may take time-and hotel &C
commodations are bound to be diff
f1cult during the racing season. =.
''Then you come along tomorrow,
and everything will be jake. But
no fooling, Lila! It's your last
chance, and I won't stand for any
more nonsense"
Eyes, jack" she promised fever
ishly. She was rejecting that this
respite would give her the oppor-
tunity to have a few hours with
Herbert before making her confess