Smyrna times., 1932-09-07
WEEKLY STORY
AROUND TABLE
Reading to While Away Time
Under the Evening Lamp
When Days Work is Done
INTERESTING READING
THE MISSING HEIRESS"
By Isabelle Watt

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Judy was furious at herself fol
- blushing: furious at the man be
side her for catching her looking
up at him. Yet she could not heir
1t. Ever since that first, @Pardor
me, Is this seat engaged?' she felt
his hypnotic gaze upon her. He, too
she saw from his ticket, was going
to New York city. His luggage was
high grade. Gold initials-were
they ]. S.?-adorned a black wal
rus case.
AS the train stopped, Judy
reached the aisle first. Two stran.
gers accosted her at the foot of the
steps. Miss Herrick? We'd like
q word with you" They took hold
of her arms.
Startled, the girl jerked to free
herself, but the men held on. 'Who
are you?" she demanded. Let 20
my arms. You've got a nerve!"
The two men held their ground.
We've been detailed to take you
home"
Wei, | neverl I'm not this
person you're looking for and ! can
prove It. Hey. Georger She had
caught sight of the man who'd oc-
cupied the train seat with her. He
was coming down the steps, carry
Ing two large suitcases. These
men," she confronted him, think
I'm somebody named Angela Her
rick You can vOuch for me- For
| goodness sake tell them I'm Judy
| Smith There-my initials are on
that overnight case he's carrying
for me-" she pointed out to the de-
tectives. you can see for your
selves"
"You can see for yourselves" ac-
quiesced George" gallantly. Il can
speak for this young lady"
Puzzled, but reassured, the men
breathed hasty apologies. This girl,
they said, Just fitted the description
Of an heiress. missing now several
days, who had been reported en-
route from Boston to New York.
THANK you-George. Judy smiled.
when they were alone.
you're welcome. Judy. Do you
believe in wish fulfllment?'
THAT'S something to do with
dreams, isn't it?"
'Um-h'm, so I've heard. Anyway,
| was dreaming on the train I had
met you and now | have
well. you'd better wake up and
help me get out of here before those
private detectives come back. See
them over By the gate? I'll wager
they're still watching me-"
He looked at her queerly. She
was, then. the missing heiress. He'd
read something about it in the pa
per. Suppose | stick around a
bit. Miss-Miss Smith. We seem
to have lots of things in common
initials and glances. for instance.
How about a common lunch?'
81 think you're being horrid. but
I'm starved and would like to give
those dumb sleuths the Slip"
Downtown. in a restaurant noted
for its excellent cuisine, Judy's
eyes touched her companions. This
time he blushed. Il don't wish to
seem impertinent, Miss Smith," he
accented the name slightly. Its
your own affair if you want to be
among the missing. but If ! could
be Of service ID any way-you-you
can trust me-" be blurted out.
$50 you think I'm Angela. tooP'
II seen your picture in the ro-
togravure."
81 know. We do look alike. Well.
owe you some explanation. | sup
pose. I'm Miss Herrick's double
It's a terrible thing to be mil
lionairess. You're watched every
minute. Poor Angela ran away
to have a little peace She's on
her way home now. Gave me
the wink when she walked past
those detectives who detained me.
You see, stall off reporters and
camera men. while she sails By In
cOgnito In a wig"
He was, she saw. looking at her
with misgivings. you're disap-
pointed that you didn't rescue an
heiress? I'm sorry"
I'm tickled to death you aren't
that Herrick girl. | was just won
dering how many other travellers
you call George"
"Why. George. +"
Because / won't have iti Do
you hear? Suppose | hadn't been
me, but some other fellow, why
here you'd been. having luncheon /
with some other George"
"Wby. George-Say. what is your
name. anyway"
ITS George" George confessed.
George Jarvis Saunders. Only |
dropped Off my first name. Always
hated II fill ! heard you say it. Say
II again will yon?"
"All right, silly old-George | /
never went out with man before,
really" she confded. but / have