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Show Synthetic Gentleman By Channing Pollock Oepyrlga. Ch&aninc Puiiuck WNU Senrk: SYNOPSIS he wouldn't let me stay In with htm. 'I'll sleep In the hotel, and take a train out In the morning. ' he said. An hour ago, he phoned that he'd been unavoidably detained." "I fancy he didn't feel quae up to the trip," Reter Wiuslow added to apology. "The speech must have taken It out of him, and then, afterward, he saw a woman killed by a "Oh 1'eter !" "Yes. The Judge called me, early this luoruiug, about hla decision In this condemnation proceeding. He'd Just sent It to the county clerk's office. And his voice sounded rather He'd gone for a walk aftei stinky. the dinner was over, he said, and the taxi dashed out of a side street. Jus. as the woman stepped off the curb The driver Jammed on his brakes, ano skidded right up onto the sidewalk. The usual business." "What did the Judge talk about at the dinner?" Rarry asked, chiefly to change the subject. "I don't know. I haven't seen a paper today." Winslow seemed preoccupied, Rarry thought, but a mighty fine fellow. A famous criminal lawyer, but so simple and kindly. He was a big chap, loosely put together, and his graying hair was loosely brushed back from a face that was square In every sense. The two men clicked at once. Rarry loved Peter's manner to his wife a soft, round, pink little woman, with worried eyes. Peter was always Jollying her gently, whimsically, protectively. "My yes man," he said of her. "Anything I do is right." "That's only my move to make the decision unanimous," smiled Mrs. Winslow. She had wit, In her own quiet way. "I never met your father," the attorney remarked to Rarry, In the "You drawing room, after dinner. work on his newspaper, I suppose." 'a Duka. a pleasant, likable youth Joblea and broke, enunoccupied eutnmer home Id ter! outhampton. aeeking shelter from a Urrlfle rain atorm. He makea himself at bom. Six years ago hla father had tied la China, leaving the lad, Barry the Qllbert, to flht his way back to hav0U.Ua. Ha did not recollect ever ing had a mother. Dosing at the fireside, he la startled by the arrival of a butler. Wllletts: a chauffeur, Evans; a eook and a maid. He learns that the os of the owner of the house. Jack Rldder, whom the servants had never eeen. Is expected. Ha decides to bluff It out. Hla supposed parents have left for Germany. Neit morning he Is given a latter for his "mother." He opens It and finds a message from the real Jack, saying he could not come, and returning bill. The boy's father a hundred-dolla- r had pensioned him Into obncurlty. Barry pockets tha money. Intending to return It later. He orders Evans to take him to Montauk, Intending to disappear there On the way he asslMs Judge Hambtdge and his daughter, Patricia, whose car had broken down. Relieving ha Is Jack Rldder, she Invites him to dinner the following Thursday. Barry returns to Southampton, deciding to stay a bit longer. Mr. Rldder, r, through his newspaper, the Globe, accuses Judge Hambldge of taking orders from Tammany Hall In a proceeding. Th ( twenty-thre- e, CHAPTER II Continued 5 eighteen days after all advent at Southampton the Duke letter from Mrs. Rldder. got On Wednesday "My Own Dear Roy: I write this as we ara leaving Cherbourg, and shall try to post It at Southampton. How I wish It wera our Southampton, and that I wera about to see you. Your radio aessaga arrived duly. I understood, of onrse, and It made me happier than I have been In years. Don't laugh, but I have slept with It under my pillow. Think how long It has been since I have had any word from you, save for that hurried, worried talk at the hotel. 1 wanted to wrlta you at once, but It baa been hard to get a minute away from your father. He really Is very 111, and a little Irritable, and the doctor says any shock might prove serious. Of course, I want to tell him about you, but perhaps It's as well that I can't Just yet. We shall be away until the and of July, at least, and perhaps longer. By that time, I shall have had such good news of you as will enable me to win him over. He does care for you, dear. As much as I do. Perhaps more, and that Is why hla pride has been hurt, and ha has seemed so hard. I do hope you have given up drinking. That has been your real enemy. And I do hope, you will find work. Nothing also will go so far In persuading your father. And we must him aoon. Ha must change his will. It Isn't tha money I'm thinking ef so much as Its bitterness. I could bear your being 'cut off,' but I havs begged him for years to take out tha paragraph forbidding ma to help you, and giving his reasons why. I shall never forget tha night ha read me that. Ha haa taken care of tha household expenses at Southampton. (Did I tell you that wa were going to open the place, We've had Wllletts ever anyway? alnca wa'va had the house, and our agreement Is that his winter lay-oIsn't to last over six months.) Your father gave him his check when ha came to the hotel the morning wa aalled, and will send him one every month, to pay servants, etc I am enclosing another hundred dollars for you. Cash, because my bank account's rather low now. That's all, except that I am counting the days to your letter at Mauhelm. It's perfectly safe to write ma there, as I shall arrange with the I want that letter, dear. You porter. can never know how much I've wanted It, and how long, and how I pray that nothing may happen now. One falsa tep on your part one foolish exploit If he knew, Ilka that at college would end everything forever. And ha would know. Ill as he is, he still has his newspaper sent him, and he still reads every word. If I seem you will understand. You are almost all I have. per-aua- da taxi-cub.- "No." "Don't you want to do anything?" he asked. "Very much." "What?" "Anything." "That won't get you far. Can you write?" "Like the lady who was asked If she could play the piano, I don't know I never tried." "You should be able to write with your father's gift of trenchant expression. You've got It, too, In conversation. My brother owns a big advertising agency. I'd like to have you meet him." "I'd like to," said the Duke. "I do want to work." He hesitated. "I've been In town almost every day this week, looking for a Job." He Patricia's caught surprised glance. "Come In and see me," Winslow suggested. Just his damned luck I Here was a Job a career, probably for the asking, and he couldn't take It. Not as ff 8. Don't fail to write." Mother. For the first time since he had Inserted his knife blade under the dry putty of that window, the Duke felt shamed of himself. Deeply and thorashamed. oughly -What can I dor he said. "I can't write. And what would be the use? One letter, and then silence. Some day, she's sure to find out that her boy never came near Southampton. I wish to God I could find that boy!" ... Thursday's evening paper was full of Judge Hambldge. "Hambldge Decision Due," the headline rend. "As Civic Association Links Holding Corporation with Ross Kelly." The link didn't seem very strong. Kelly, who evidently was some potatoes In Tammany hall, had once employed one of the "alleged dummy directors" of the corporation that owned the property to be used In widening Jefferson street. "In the face of this sensational the paper disclosure," asked editorially, "will Supreme Court Judge Hambldge have the courage to give these men the fabulous sums they ask for their rookeries? Judge Hambldge Insists that he has never even met Mike Kelly. 'I have never spoken a word to him In my life.' Judge s decision Is long over due. When It la handed down, the city's voters will know whether Ross Kelly has ever spoken to Judge Hambldge." After that, Rarry wasn't surprised to find the Judge absent from the next night's dinner party at his house. Evidently, the pack was In full cry. Frl day's evening paper had a headline that ran clear across the street. Still enfolded, Rarry had left the papet lying on the library table, with Ross Kelly's name filling most of Its visible Ham-bldge'- quarter-page- . Naturally, Patricia was disturbed. "Father spoke at a banquet lust nljht at tha Astor." she explained. "And pretty PE KO EDGE THEY'RE JAR RINGS KEEP QuesIonr EASY TO VOR WHERE IT REMOVE. BELONGS . . . LOCKED RIGHT EASY TO APPLY. AND ALL THE FLA- Vr the bread and cake boxes summer frequently during the to form is likely months. 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"That's It," she said, and her voice was harder than ever. "I'm your wife, and you're under arrest for killing a guy 1" echoed. "Under arrest?" Rarry "What are you talking about?" For answer, the girl reached across to the library table, and handed him the newspaper she had been reading when he came Into the room. "That's what John Clarke Rldder did last night," she said. "Killed a guy. That guy. That damned skunk. Mike Kelly. Ross Kelly, of Tammany Hall !" Edge Pe-K- o JAR RUBBERS UNITED STATES RUBBER COMPANY MM ttttaa Mtar fraaarti, be 17 Maaaaj, Hot tenX R. Y, lata t2t NEWfiftBlUSE HOTEL pattern number, your name and address. Distinctive Residence A Gossip a Confession a GOSSIP is always either An Abode. ..renoivned Throughout the West of malice or imbecility, and the young should not only shun it, but by the most thorough cul- CHAPTER III After all, she wasn't such a "glit- tery" K: Household H. Waters, President Salt Lake's Most Hospitable HOTEL ture relieve themselves from all temptation to indulge in it. It is a low, frivolous, and too often a dirty business. There are country neighborhoods in which it rages like a pest. Churches are split in pieces by it. Neighbors are made enemies by it for life. In many persons it degenerates into a chronic disease, which is pracLet the tically incurable. young cure it while they may. lady. For, as Rarry glanced at the newspaper headlines unfolded before him, she crumpled suddenly, and dropped Into the hig chair. "Steady!" the Duke admonished her. "Walt a minute; I'll get yon a drink." He poured the girl a stiff hooker of brandy, and she drank about a third of It. "Knew her way around," he thought, and yet there was something helpless and appealing about her. "Finish It." "Thanks; I'm all right now." To give her a chance to pull herself together, the Duke went back to those "Ross Kelly Murdered," headlines. they read. "Body Found by Servants. Skull Crushed. Midnight Caller Hunted by Police." "Was your husband the midnight caller?" he asked. The girl nodded, wearily. "And he's John Clarke Ridder, Jr.?" She nodded again. For some reason he never quite understood, the Duke had stopped wondering whether Wllletts was listening outside, instead he was thinking of a letter that lay In the drawer of the library table; a letter from a heart-hungrold woman, who had written to this boy, from three thousand miles away, "I am counting the days to your letter. You can never know how much I've wanted It, and how long, and how I pray that nothing may happen now." had happened. Well, something Something that would end that old woman's efforts to make it up with the hoy's father; something that might well be the end of them both. "Why did your husband kill Ross Kelly?" "Me didn't." "Ton said" "I said, "That's what John Clarke Rldder did.' Well, that's what they say he did, and It Isn t going to maks much difference whether he did It or not." "Rut you don't think he did It." "I know he didn't. He had reason enough, and he's done a lot of crazy things, hut Jack wouldn't hurt a fly." "Why did yon come out here?" "For help." "Well." the Duke said, "mavhe I can help you. God knows. I'd like to. Anyway, let's see where we stand." He crossed the room, and sat oppo- site her, on a little library chair. "do on," he urged. "What's your name?'' "What's yours? Your real name?" "Rarry Gilbert. I'm a hum. I took shelter In this house, one rainy night a couple of weeks ago, and everybody thought I was young Ridder, so I let 'era think so. That's my story. What's yours?" She actually smiled. "You've got your nerve," she oh- served. "Well, that's what we need now. Sly name's I'eggy O'Day." "Actorlne?" "Sort of. I was a chorus girl In 'Blossom Time' when I met Jack In Florida. He was a bum, too. Living under a fake name. We still live under that. Jay Rogers. Kverybody calls him 'Jack.' The old man paid him tifty dollars a week for not using his name. We've got a little boy, now. and he doesn't even know his name's Rldder. lie thinks he's Jay Rogers, Jr. The old man doesn't know what name we took, and he doesn't care." frO BE COST1M FD) J. Mrs. Invites You RATES THE Hotel IVewIiousc SINGLE $2.00 to $4.00 DOUBLE General Manager W. E. SUTTON, $2.50to$4.50 400 Rooms CIIAUNCEY W. WEST Assist. Gen. Manager 400 Baths J, G. Holland. .fsos "meet the new " . a. Vl' CHAMP y a m J ii JOE E. BROWN CLUB AND TRAIN UPA BIT. NOBODVLL BOTHER w NOU-- IP yOU CAN MOLD YOUR OWN. v i y over-anxiou- P. Crochet That Is Ne and Do Quite Simple to black dress, and her shoe were badly worn. All this. Rarry observed 1b the lonj moment before she spoke. "You're not Mr. Rldder," she said. Her voice was hard, too. IJke the girl, hard and yet pitiful. It seemed on the point of breaking. "Yes," Rarry answered. "I am." "Not John Clarke Ridder. Not the old man." The Duke breathed again. 'Not the old man. of course," he said. "My father's In Europe. I'm John Clurke Ridder. Jr." The girl stared at him. "You mean you're John Clarke Bidder's son?" "Of course." She kept on staring. "Somebody's crazy," she said. It had come. then. It was bound to come. Was Wllletts listening In the hall? What would Patricia say? "Somebody's crazy," the girl repeated, "and I don't think It's me. Or somebody's s liar, and I don't think It's him!" And, suddenly, she began to langh. "No." she shrilled; "It's yon I It's written all over your face! And It's funny, because you've walked Into "There's a Lady to See You, Sir." John Clarke Rldder, Jr. Rut Patricia's eyes were still on him. so "I'll be In Monday." he said. When he had made his adieux to the Wlnslows. Patricia accompanied him to the door. "I owe you an apology," she declared. "You're not Just a rich man's son. You're something quite different. And I'm glad!" "Some girl !" When he reached home, Wllletts was waiting In the hall. "There's a lady to see you, sir." "At midnight?" "She got here around eight o'clock. And she wouldn't go. She's upstairs. In the library." "What kind of a lady?" "Sort of glittery, If yon ask me," the butler replied. "Did site come In a car?" "One of tiie station taxis, sir." "How's she going to get back? Never mind I I can rouse Evans, if we need him. You go to bed." Very much on guard, he climbed the stairs to t lie upper rooms. Wllletts was right; her eyes were "glittery." And hard. A woman who knew her way around, Rarry would And yet there was somehave Siild. thing tender about her, too. She had a sharp face, with a slightly protuberant chin. Her lips and brows and lashes were heavily made up, but her hair, nondescript In color, escaped In soft waves from beneath her cheap litShe wore a shabby tle red beret. Cotto- la Lacquer Nitrocellulose, which is an ingredient of most lacquers. 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