The Indianapolis times. [volume] (Indianapolis [Ind.]) 1922-1965, 1931-10-06
TRAvERs' indifference was gor

! But we Q0nC KnOW-Why she nigh
be a nurse maid. We don't know
Wasn't she stenographer wher
Mark married her? Then why
would she be a nurse maid? Shit
wouldn't do it. She'd be working
in an office somewhere.
Il don't believe it, Frank. Maybe
it's woman's intuition, but / fee
certain that was Marks childr'
Travers was on his feet. He
moved to the window restlessly anc
turned. II know way to find out
quickly enough!" he said His word:
were clipped and decisive. Still
speaking he picked up the tele.
phone and gave a number.
ooh, Cromwell" he was saying {
moment later. There's a little mat.
ter I'd like to talk to you about
Yes, today, if you can arrange it.
would it be too much trouble tx
drop around at my home some
time this afternoon? Three o'clock
Yes, that's all right. I'll be wait,
ing for you. Thanks, Cromwell
See you at 8.
He put down the telephone
Now" said F. M. Travers with |
sigh, there's nothing about that cir
we won't know in twenty-fou
hours. Cromwell is the most re
liable detective in Marlboro and h
keeps his mouth shut"
Mrs. Travers pressed her hand
together. IF it really is Marks sor
what can we do, Frank? Maybe tn
divorce was a mistake. Maybe w
should have tried some other way!
Leave things to me-" her hus
band said gruffly. "There've beer
no mistakes and there won't be
Well get the facts first. If Their
actually is a child, it's queer thinI
she didn't come to us for money
Women of that sort always do.
mo, can't understand it," HI
passed thoughtfully. IF your
right" he went on slowly, "if you'r
right. it's high time we knew abou
it. A grandson, hey? Marks boy
Yes, it's high time he knew abou
It'll"
THURSDAY morning Fredericl
l. Stuart arrived late at the of
fee. He came in carrying a travel
ing case.
Going to run out to Bedford
this afternoon" he said. Bedford
was a small town fifty miles distant
MY sisters the most helpless WON
an in the world. She owns prop
erty out there, but hasn't the faint.
est idea how to manage it. Nov
she's sure the banks been Robin;
her.
Sent me a telegram this morn
ing and I'll have to go out ant
find out what's wrong. I hate likt
blazes to take the time, with Aber
nathy getting here tomorrow"
Stuart's tone was resentful.
was seldom that he discussed per.
sonal affairs and Norma was sur,
he really was disturbed.
That manuscript arrived from
| Terrence Wade" she told him. "ant
Dorsey's sent a check. They'r,
mailing proof of the cover JACKIE
Tor Waning Moon next week"
The man nodded, disappeared
into his private Office. In ten min
utes the buzzer rang and Norma
answered.
Bring your pad" Stuart told
ner' Lets see how much of thi
correspondence we can get out O;
the way"
For more than an hour Norma:
pencil raced to keep up with tn,
rapid-flre dictafion.
When she returned to her desk
she had notes that would keep he,
busy most of the afternoon.
1t was after IL when her EN-.
pioyer emerged. I'm going To t1r
to make the 11:25,'' he announced
BE back in the morning. If any.
thing important comes up. I can b,
reached at Mrs. Helen Frazier,
home. You have the address some,
whsre. Goodby."
He was out of the Office. f1ingin,
the last words over his shoulder
Norma sighed and put fresh sheer
or paper in her typewriter.
II sshe finished the letters sh,
miglA be able to get away a littlI