Evening star., 1934-01-08

HE sayer res SAYS in the the win
be broken Charity, furiousiy angry, de-
living. Doug goes to see Yanner, who has
Just been flying her own plane
INSTALLMENT w.
~ DUG knew there was no use
beating about the bush; he
plunged into his story.
- "My-father must have been
out of his mind when he made
his will. He-he left half Of everything
to me-and the other half to his
secretary"
Yanner raised her head from his
shoulder and looked at him with round,
puzzled eyes. =,
"How-awful! No wonder you're all
upset, darlin She must be very
smart and attractive girl To-
No" Doug said, shaking his head,
"father wasn't that sort. that isn't
the half of it. Before I get even the
half of Dads money-1've get to marry
the secretary"
Yanner started to laugh. He must be
teasing her But when she searched
his face she knew he was telling her
the truth.
"Oh!" she gasped. turning pale, but
I'm sure no one could get away WITH
q will like that. 1t can be broken"
Simmons says there's no. chance
in a million years. I've got to marry
Charity Jones within week-or l
haven't even got roof over my head.
Yanner felt her world reeling around
her. All her hopes and plans for help
ing Doug Temple spend his fathers
millions tumbled about her ears.
WILDLY she tried to think of the proper
thing to say Surely there was some
way out. She forced all the unhappi-
ness in the world into her next words.
"But-darlin'-I-I can't give you
up-to another woman. Oh-Doug!
I'D rather die that marry any one
but you" he told her duly. What
are we going to do?''
For a long time they sat in silence
Several times Yanner reached up to
kiss him on the lips, rassionately.
Doug's response was automatic.
Yanners mind raced busily ahead
She turned the ridiculous situation over
and over and weighed it from every
angle. The thought of marrying for
love-money or no money-dld not
enter her mind. She had to marry
money. 1t was her life.
No one outside the VandergriH fam
iiy knew the low state OF the one-time
great Vandergriff fortune. Both ner
mother and father had drummed into
her constantly the past two years since
her debut that she must marry and re-
coup it. Whey Doug stepped into the
picture they had Rugged themselves
with delight. Not once now did SYM
pathy for him enter Yanners grasphg'
mercenary little heart.
Suddenly she thought she had hit
upon the best thing to say. She pulled
away from his arms and looked into MS
face with a sweet little smile OF reslg-
nation.
"Dear-I've been trying to forget our
selves-and-what this means to US!
You've will just have to respect your
fathers diving wish. It-Would be too
terrible not to-"
Doug held her to him fercely again.
"No-I-love you too much
But. dear"-Yanner reached up ana
put her face against his brown cheek
tightly. so that he could not see her
eyes-"you must give it fair trial
We-you can get a divorce in a little
while
Doug started.
There's nothing in the Will that
says you've got to live with her all my
life is there?" Yanner asked then,
craftily.
A look of relief spread over Doug's
face and he almost smiled. BY golly!
That might be the way out. Ill marry
the dame, all right. but III never live
with her. And we'll find some way to
get out Of it.
Yanner sighed, inwardly relieved
Then she smiled wisely. Just give
working girl who has never had any
thing a little money to spend and she'll
hang herself. It'll be easy! You'll soon
have plenty grounds for divorce"
Doug grinned happily and gave Yam
ner a quick kiss on the ear. She took
his face in her little tanned hands
severity. But heaven help you, Mr.
Temple. II YOU as much as look at that
woman after you go through the
ceremony.
Il wish you could see her." Doug
sighed heavily. You'd never worry
about being jealous. If my father
didn't will me a-lemon-then I don't
know my fruit.
And while Doug and Yanner sat max
ing plans for their future. when Doug
would be divorced and they would be
free to marry, Charity fought her battle
alone in her little room.
Dawn was just streaking the sky the
text morning when she made her deci-
sion. II Doug Temple asker ner 10 DC
his wife she could not refuse. 1t was
not her own happiness that counted.
She would know that as long as her
father and mother lived they would
never need know poverty and hard work
again.
And she knew she could not refuse to
follow out the dying wishes Of her old
employer.
God, help mel" she prayed wearily
before she fell into an exhausted sleep
Six DAYS later Douglas Brookhart
Temple, Sd, and Charity Mildred Jones
were married by the city clerk in the
Municipal Building in New York City,
with Milton Simmons as a witness.
Charity went through the ordeal like
sr automaton. They had left the
Municipal Chapel and started to drive
away before life seemed to come back
into her tired, aching body.
She hecame aware then that she was