The Bismarck tribune. [volume] (Bismarck, N.D.) 1916-current, 1929-09-04

Clo sweetheart, JACK WELLS, VINO u
going to italy. She humbly admits
her love and longing. and says that she
wishes they might 60 together.
Molly writes until breakfast time,
when Red Flynn telephones to say
that MRS. BuLWER- EATON, = mid
dlc-aged millionairess, sailed with
Jack on the Leviathan. Then she dc.
stroys her letter.
NOW GO ON WITH THE STORY
Chapter xXXvIII
There were stories after that, about
Jack and Mrs. Bulwer- Eaton. They
said that in the Bulwer- Eaton man
sion there was a golden bathtub. with
cupids painted on 1t. And they said
that a French maid bathed the POM
eranians each morning in the gold
tub.
There were JUNIORS that the two
were married. although no record
could be found OF q marriage license.
It was whispered, also. that the old
woman had adopted Jack. and would
make him her sole heir.
European correspondents met the
Leviatharl when she docked ut Liver
pool. Mrs. Bulwer- Eaton ri accom-
panied by her personal maid, q secre-
tary. and two stalwart guards. With
plenty Of team work. the quartet
tended off reporters, and Mrs. Bull
wer-Eaton made q successful getaway.
Jack was not with her, and there
was q rumor that he had gone ashore
disguised rs q steward.
Still. the couple was news. Cam
erarnen bribed the servants, and
gained entrance to the various Bull
wcr- Eaton homes. They photographed
the million-dollar bathtub. And the
statues Of Cupid and Psyche In the
old lady's boudoir.
Feature writer's did articles on the
mosaic floor in the ball room. COM
pairing It to the art Of Nero's banquet
hall. They described. In great detail,
the rug woven in Tunis for Mrs. Bull
wer-Eaton. depicting the characters
Of q famous comic strip. They count
ed the cut crystal chandeliers, and the
gold handles on the bureau drawers
/. And, by the time they were
through, half the world thought
young Mister Wells had done pretty
well by himself. And the other halt
thought he ought to be ashamed, and
shouldn't be allowed to live.
Everybody read the news but Molly.
She had given orders. that every word
about the infamous Bulwer- Eaton
Wells affair be destroyed before the
papers were brought to her.
Once Red Flynn had tried to talk
about It.
That's an awful riding they're
giving young Wells" he observed,
meaning to sound quite casual.
Molly said nothing.
Its a flock Of lies and horse feath-
ers, II you ask me-" he vouchsafed.
Molly shrugged her shoulders.
II didn't ask you," she remarked
pointedly.
well. I'm telling you then" he pur-
sued unruffled. If the old dame
doesn't take them for . few millions
In libel suits. she's = dumb jane. A
for Wells-my gosh. they've taken him
for an awful ride. And I ask you
what have they got Oh him? Nothing
Nothing at all. "A mans got . right
to 60 to Europe. He don't have to tell
the cock-eyed world about It, does
he?"
Molly faced him anerily.
IT'S about time you observed" she
told him cuttingly. that I'm not in
terested In Mrs. Bulwer. Eaton and
her boy friends, II any,"
Red whistled.
But you don't really think" he
began.
Il don't think anything about IT,
she flashed. And what's more,
don't want to. Il I'd lived Is long
Is you have. Red Flynn. and had a
"oh. all right" he soothed. "Dont
get excited, Sweetness. BY the way
speaking Of boy friends. how's YOU
little pal. Bob7"
Butter wouldn't melt in hi.
mouth" she admitted. since he apol-
/ ogized for that dreadful night. Hes
| nice a nice can be. He simply went
down on his knees. He was thorough.
~ ashamed Of himself. And he's tried
SO hard 70 be sweet since. It's rather
pathetic"
Red hooked annoyed.
"once an egg. always m egg" hi
| observed. I'm glad, though, yog
never tried to 50 through on thai
custody business. No excuse for you
pulling = low-doNn trick. because tx
| other fellows rotten"
mo" abe admitted. y thought thai
over afterward. I'll never tsy = TAX
Rita away from him. ! haven't tn
right. The thing that hurts. Red, Y
knowing that he has the right a
take her 1rcm me. Il Lob shoule
marry again, be probably would wan
Rita"
aProbably," acknowledged Red
THE only WY you can beat that" n
added carelessly. Is marrying hin
yourself" III.
quietly.
.Afollyl Nv God. arc you crasyls
Rod clutched her arm roughly.
.Dontl" she exclaimed. you hurt
Can't you take . Joke. etupid7"
"YoQ didn't sound like you Wer'
joking. Molly"
wen, ! ". Anyhow Why ~ II
exctteimentf"
"I'd marry you myself" ~ de
clared, rather than let that sap hav
YOU"
.Indeed7" She swept him ! mock
ine little courtesy. That's awful,
rood of you, Mister Flynn"