Evening star., 1934-01-28
INSTALMENT XIV,

INSTALMENT XIV.
Y IANNER had recovered from hel
" outburst as they sat in silence
at the Vandergriffs' private air
i port. Finally Doug said, un.
comfortably, well, I'm sorry
Yanner, but I'll have to be getting back
to town. Shall I run you to the
house?"
She shook her head. and her eye.
"N~no," she choked then. It'll &C
for a short flight"
A sudden fear seized Doug. He
didn't think it was a good idea for
Yanner to 60 up in the air in her
frame of mind.
She seemed to read his thoughts and
wouldn't take that way out"
Don't be foolish" he denied that
he'd been thinking such thoughts. Il
I just thought you needed a wrap.
It's cool"
Thanks" she smiled crookedly
"I'll-be all right"
Doug held out his hand. I'm sorry
it's going to be so though to tell your
family. Dove part friends, Yanner-
for auld lang syne?"
She WINGED. but slipped her hand
into his. Good luck"
Doug felt like man let out Of life
term in Jail when he raced his car
down the Vandergriff driveway. 1t was
over. He had finished with Yanner:
Tomorrow he would see Simmons and
have a talk with his fathers old at
torney about his future. Then ne
would go to Charity.
But Yanner circling over Long
Island Sound with the cold breeze from
the ocean blowing against her hot
flushed cheeks. had other plans: She
clenched her hands on the stick and
the desire for revenge tore through her
like knife. She cried through teeth
that chartered, III never let her nave
him-never!"
Simmons was more than little curl
Gus to know what Doug wanted to see
him about when he called the next day.
When the young man invited him to
lunch at his club he was bit f1abber-
gasted. And it worried him no little.
He'd been holding his breath ever since
Doug's marriage, expecting him to come
any day demanding a divorce-or some
way out OF his forced marriage. Sim
mons felt the time had come when
Doug was going to show fight. NO
doubt Yanner Vandergrif had BULL
dozed him into a showdown.
The lawyer sighed and picked up
his hat. He turned to his secretary
wearily, "I'll be back when get back.
Miss Johnston. An important confer
ence uptown. Don't make any appoint
ments for this afternoon
Simmons always did his own driving.
He didn't like to be bothered with
having a chauffeur hang around wait
ing for him.
He wound up Fifth Avenue through
the heavy lunch-time traffic, wonder
ing what he would do If Doug demand
ed a divorce. That would depend a
great deal of course, on what Charity
thought about it. In fact, he decided
he'd leave it entirely up to her II Mrs.
Temple desired to carry out Doug
fathers wishes to the letter, he'd move
Heaven and Earth to keep Doug from
getting away with divorce.
On the contrary, If she was unhappy
tied to a man who didn't love her, and
wanted to be free to seek her own hap
piness, he'd see she was freed. When
he had it settled in his own mind, ne
felt better. And when he parked MS
car in front of the Dougs club he felt
resigned to anything.
Doug sitting on the edge Of chair,
bounded toward Simmons when he
came In through the swinging door.
The lawyer thought his hand would
crack with the eager shake the young
man gave him. The mystery increased
when Doug piloted him hurriedly
through the lobby and to the dining
room without giving him a chance to
exchange greetings.
swell of you to take time off to have
a snack with me-" Doug said. leading
him to a table in the corner. Il was
afraid you'd have something too i'm
portant on"
Nothing that important" The law
yer sat back expectantly. Whats on
you mind. Doug?"
Everything" Doug gr1nned and