The Indianapolis times. [volume] (Indianapolis [Ind.]) 1922-1965, 1929-01-21

haps than she meant to be.
She was jealous when he touched
Ashtoreth, and angry. She could
have cried when he took her child
in his arms and kissed her.
Her mother instincts were I'M
tanned as a tigers, and she wanted
to strike his arms away, and tear
his hands from Ashtoreth's Shout
ders.
She thought of Monty. and could
not dismiss him from her mind.
IF it was Monty she thought,
81 should not mind losing Ash
toretE to him. 1t wouldn't be like
losing her then"
She felt that Hollis would separate
her forever from her adored child.
And the dreadful fear became a
horrible conviction, as she watched
them together.
r r. =
NELL me-" She interrupted
i their love making. TELL me,
Mr.. Hart, about Monty"
ooh, yes-young Englishl" Hol-
lis started. ga remarkably fine
young man, Mrs. Ashe."
'zeS,' Maize agreed grinly. He's
one fine boy, Monty is. I love him
as if he was my own son. They
don't come any better than Monty
Money or no money, you can't beat
a fine, clean boy, Mr.. Hart"
"Oh, mother!" deprecated Ash
toreth family.
tits such a long story" apollo
gized Hollis, "I'm afraid haven't
been very coheren5. I told you
about seeing the story in the paper,
and thruSting it in my pocket.
well, when young English came
back, he noticed it. I'd destroyed
the rest of the paper, do you see,
and this was sticking out of my
pocket. He reached, and pulled it
out.
Were you saving this?' he
asked. 1T happens to be some
thing wanted myself
well, naturally, was surprised
is that SOP I said. Then I told
him that I was Hollis Hart, and
that the young lady was my fiancee.
"'Do you happen to know her?'
I asked. is that why you we're in
tereSted?"
For a moment, the boy looked
as though I had struck him in the
face. He staggered bit, and
thought he was going to fall. The
crash, had unnsrved him a bit.
"'Do know herr he gasped. My
God, man, I love herl"
Hollis looked directly at Ash
toreth.
"And then" he told her, 81 know
it must be Monty EngliSh-the boy
who wanted to meet you at the
pier. 1 think I put out my hand
to him. I called him by name, I
believe. It's all a little hazy."
Maize was wiping her eyes.
''It'S a Shane!" she moaned. MY
heart goes out to Monty I. That's
why he was coming to Boston, Ash
toreth-he'd read that story in the
paper"
eyes, he told me So" continued
Hollis. "You see, Orchid, he couldn't
know, my darling, how much
loved you. He was coming, think,
to beat me up, or shoot me, or
something of the sort. He thought
"nOOR, dear Monty!" murmured
l. Ashtoreth.
Maizie sat up straight, and looked
suspicious.
HE was with you when you
phoned," she said. "But he'd gone
by the time I got to the telephone"
Hollis nodded. "Yes, Mrs. Ashe.
He told me, after the connection
was broken, that he had decided he
would rather not talk. He was
pretty much broken up, poor chap"
Ashtoreth was deeply distressed.
"But you told him, Holly, that
everything was all right? And that
we were going to be married.
He smiled at her eagernesS.
81 assured him, my dear, that I
worshipped you beyond life and
death, and that meant to make
you the happiest girl in the world.
I told him we were going to be
married in the morning. -"
"And then what did he say?" in
terrupted Maizie.
"That he thought he'd be getting
back to New York." answered Hol-
lis. eve shook hands, and said
good-by And he congratulated me,
like prince"
Ashtoreth swallowed a lump in
her throat.
Lets not talk about Monty" she
said. 81 don't want anything to
spoil my happiness this night"
Nothing will ever spoil your hap
piness, my darling" Hollis told her
gravely.
"I've telephoned my lawyer, dear
est, and he will make arrangements
to have the law waived, SO we may
be married in the morning. Well
have to file intentions of course, and
outwit the reporters as best we can"
you'll never outwit them"
warned Maize on1inously. Don't
I know? My husband was aAnews-
paper man for fifteen years, Mr..
Hart, and there's no fooling the
pack"
(To Be Continued)
Reporters on the job in the next
chapter. Fannie Drown and some