The Waterbury Democrat., 1934-04-24
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Enblifo has been accused of . murder he did not commit. He iB tn love with ESTELLE FIELD, daughter of rich JIM FIELD,
 but feels he has exiIed himself from her forever.
 In Havana he becomes cele-
 nrnted as Q boxer and he and Bean open q gymnasium.
 SIR AUBREY, a titled Eng- tishman and Pablito's father, is eenrchIng for his son, employing BILLINGS, New York detective.
 Three years pass and then Enblfto and Estelle meet again. They admit their love for each other. MARCIA TREADWAY
 who fg visiting the Fields could 0ereP bue remained silent, fear. ing scandal.
 Billings, in Havana, suspects Rablif0 may be Sir Aubrey's son, 6e goes to NorrO Castle and sees Enblfto and Estelle together.
 CHAPTER xXXII
 Bili1ngs quest was rewarded. Tn ehat slender, high tower of wind- ing stairway where the shrill voices and breathless gasps of tour asts echo he Jagged behind near the daughter of Jim Field, ostensibly to buy post cards. The smartly at- tired older woman whom the girl addressed as Marcia" seemed to consider 1t amusing that her com panion wished to buy post cards. Billings had noticed that the older ones eyes always seemed above the heads of the other tourists and that she spoke as though she and the girl were quite alone.
 You go ahead the girl had suggested. "and I'll catch up with you. want to get some cards"
 Dear child, not reallyr'
 1T always send them to Nannette. She used to be my nurse."
 Oh, suppose such people would adore them. Well, I'll wait"
 No, don't Marcia. Please! I'll catch up with you in just a mo- ment. I'd really rather not delay you, please. It's so wonderful on top I want you to have all the time you can there"
 Billings was unfolding a pano- ramic view of Morro Castle and the harbor. How much are the colored ones?" he asked. He was thinking that the girl was mot so slow" although she had let her nervousness reveal itself by inten- sity.
 A moment later Juanito ap- peared. The girl spoke in a whis- per but Billings overheard.
 You mustn't let her see you! A friend of hers-I can't explain now--but she mentioned your name In letter and" She grew silent then, looking at Billings, and shook her head.
 These brown ones-how much are they?" Billings questioned loudly. Without turning his head he saw Juanito kiss the girls hands, first one ana then the other. He saw him hold them for an in- stantd against his heart as he looked adoringly down at her, kiss them once again and then drop them. Almost immediately she was gone. The young man sighed little and, turning, recognized Bill ings as the man who had been eager to know how many, "exactly how many" Cubans had been killed by the spaniards in Morro Castle.
 He nodded, favoring Billings with one of those smiles that were famous in Havana and that had aroused in many feminine heart q leaning toward an indiscretion that had not lowered. Then Juan ito was gone.
 Billings paid for his cards and went up the stairs. He stood close to the two women, overhear- ing their conversation, but he got HHfh n fsAv EVekA I4b discomfort over Marcia's light at- titude toward the history of Morro. The older woman seemed much amused by the guides vivid de- ecription.
 "It is very real to all Cubans", Estelle protested. You see. a war is real when your uncle or your father was killed in it. And the Spaniards were brutal to Cuban boys as we'll as to men. It was- really Marcia-quite horrible"
 Darling, you take all this so seriously" Marcia complained.
 Estelle said nothing. She hated fippancy of this sort and the men and women who were her fathers friends seemed always to be flip pant about everything that was real. She had seen one Cuban woman who evidently understood English vince at Marcia's words and she realized that if Marcia had known she had caused this hurt she would not care. They were selfish, cruel set whose only real emotions were anger over a maids stupidity or clumsiness, dissatisfac- ton with dress that was "a mess or a meal that did not happen to please them.
 She was tired of it all, Estelle realized - tired to the point of nausea. But I'm going to get away from it!' she thought con- fidently. ''I'm going to get away from it!" Pablito's face flashed before her at the thought.
 If Juanito was Sir Aubrey's san, Billings was considering shrewdly, there would be trouble ahead. Already he had connected Juanito with the boy who had es- caped from Jim Fields camp after murdering Ted Jeffries and stealing the famous Jeffries
 Threads have a way of tangling but of leading. at length. to one ball.
 when FdDuLC dCCu5eu bedu or having killed Jeffries the older man was calm.
 Who's going to prove it?" he demanded.
 T might"
 Z "And how, sweetheart? ask you howl"
 The two had not exchanged any but the most meager words since that day. "Aw, this is hell!" Lottie had burst out at more than one silent meal as she moved im- EEAPPER FANNY SAYS: AE0. ?. g. PAT. oTr.