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Show I EHI FREE PRESS, LEHI, UTAH 'RUE- n. How BqLlDA LARRlMOREf CHAPTER XIV Continued Lida Larnmore. 18 "Did he see you?" Jim asked. -He had his back to me and the jjaU door was closed and he was calling the hospital and when he'd he acted so fcang up the receiver I thought I'd better see that funny hat he was going to do because virtu-ouslhe's our guest," she finished v. "What do you mean by her father demanded. "Well, he 'funny'?" sort of looked around was afraid somebody as watching him," she went on, "and he walked fast but sort of easy like a cat does. So I vent to his "room in the guest wing but he had closed the door and" "You looked through the keyhole,'' Jim suggested. "I didn't either." Susan's expression was offended. "I just listened. I hi'ard him pulling out bureau as though he drawers and " "No fibbing, Sue," Jim said sternly. "Tell the truth." Susan looked down at her sandals. "Well, I did look just or.ce through the k?y - hole." she confessed. "And he was packing his bags. Where do you suppose he's going?" she asked in an interestec voice. "Do you suppose he just got tired of it here? Or do you suSue ppose?" Her eyes widened. breathed excitedly. "Do you suppose he was the one who tuok Cecily's car and hurt the girl'.'" Susan's questions receive J no replies. "I d like to call the hospital," Jim said. Mr. Vaughn rose, paced back and forth across the bricked veranda. "I was about to suggest that," he said. Susan looked from Jim to her father, her eyes round with interest and excitement. Jim called the hospital over the telephone in the lower hall. When he returned to the veranda, Susan Mr. Vaughn had been banished. was alone. "Well?" he asked, wheeling about as Jim entered. "Dolly has regained conscious- ness," Jim reported "I talked to her nurse. It is a concussion and not a fracture as they feared at first. Her condition is greatly improved." "That's encouraging. This Jeremy Clyde, Jim ?" Mr. Vaughn's was grave and conexpression cerned. "Are you certain?" "Fairly so, although I have no definite proof." "Hadn't I better go up with Cecily? I don't like the idea "She wanted to talk to him alone," Jim said gently. "I think she has been expecting this. I was sure, this morning, that she knew. I've been waiting for a chance to talk to you. I couldn't when she was here." "Poor child!" Mr. Vaughn sighed. "This is going to be difficult for her. Why did you suspect Clyde, Jim?" Anger flared through his weakening self - control. "Cowardly young bounder! I'd like to wring his of" reck!" Jim detailed to Mr. Vaughn the steps which had led him to suspect Jeremy, of being sure at first that Tommy had taken the car, of his talk with Tommy, of the question which had brought the look of fear into Jeremy's eyes. He related the events of the day preceding the night of the accident, mentioning Jeremy's quarrel with Cecily as Susan had reported it, the party at WNU Service. elapsed before Cecily returned to the veranda. Mr. Vaughn, becoming increasingly anxious, went over the situation again and again. At times his anger, exaggerated by weariness and anxiety, broke the restraining bonds of control; at times, anger was lost in tenderness for Cecily, in forgiving affection, in helpless compassion fur her humiliation and grief. "I'd give anything to have spared her this," he s. id. "She was really in love with the boy. You're her contemporary, Jim. You're closer to her than I am. I feel so helpless, so remote. What can I do to help her? J mi knew that Mr. Vaughn neither expected nor wanted a reply. He :ut in the willow chair, silent for the mo.st part, now that he had concluded his story, listening, waiting for Cecily to return. He felt a bond of sympathy with Mr. Vaughn. They both loved Cecily and wanted to help her There was nothing that they could do. V.'he; she returned to the veranda. Mr. Vaughn stopped pacing. Jim sprang up from his chair. For an ii.stant a strained hushed silence filiei t:?e atmosphere. ( cily Liohe the silence. "Jerry :s in his room,'' she said ouietly. "You can talk to him now, Fatiicr if vi,u ti.i:.k you must, if there's anything left to be said." "Has he confessed?" Mr. Vaughn asked sharply. "Oh, don't use dramatic words." Cecily was weary and white but reassuringly composed. "Jerry has told me everything if that's what you mean." "Sit down, Cecily," Jim said gen You re terribly tired. tly. She lay in the long chair, her fingers loosely linked against the dull green of her frock. "I want you to know this, Jim," she said looking up at him steadily. "Nothing that happened was premeditated. When Jerry called you that night, he had no other motive than to get help for Dolly at once. The thought of letting you take the blame came later when he realized that you did not recognize his voice, that you had no idea who had knocked at the door." "I was fairly certain of that," Jim said. "If I hadn't been half asleep " She nodded. Her eyes turned from Jim to her father. "Jerry isn't vicious," she said. "He's merely weak. How do you know, Jim, what you would have done if you'd been in danger of losing everything that you thought was important and you'd seen a chance to prevent it? How do you know?" "I don't know," Jim said. "There is such a thing as integrity," Mr. Vaughn said soberly. "The quality inside oneself that makes one do the decent thing whatever the circumstances." Cecily sighed. "Jerry hasn't that," she said slowly. "I think I've always known that something was lacking, except just at first. If he hadn't run away, it would have been different. I could have forgiven him for taking the car, for consoling himself with the Quinn girl. But to hide, to leave her hurt and alone in the road, to let Jim take the blame " A tremor ran through her, shaking her composure. "Will you tell me," Mr. Vaughn asked grimly, "how he thought he could get away with it? Does he think you all of us are morons?" "I don't know. Yes, I do." Cecily's face, white against the dark upholstery of the chair, was resolute and controlled. "I can't evade any of this," she said. "I've got to make myself see it clearly. I must not keep a shred of any romantic illusion." She drew a long breath and went on. "Jerry thought if Dolly should die, the truth might never be known. There was nothing against Jim stronger than He told circumstantial evidence. me he knew you could get Jim cleared, Father. If Dolly died Well, she had gone with him willingly and anyone might have an accident. Telling the truth wouldn't bring Dolly back. His reasoning was all wrong, of course. But I can see his side of it, too." "Was he running away?" Mr. Vaughn asked, "When you went up- stairs?" "Do You Suppose He Was the One Who Took Cecily's Car and Hurt the Girl?" the Pattons'. He spoke of Dolly and ,the hints she had given him of her ticquaintance with Jeremy. With painstaking care he fitted the fragments together into a complete and of the entire convincing blue-pribuuauon. As Jim talked, Mr Vaughn continued to pace back and forth across the veranda, letting his cigar go out, lighting it again, asking a question now and then, making a comment, weighing and appraising the And as evidence Jim presented. he talked, Jim listened, without being conscious of doing so, for Cecily's returning footsteps, for sounds from the distant guest wing, for some hint or indication of what as taking place upstairs. An interval of considerable length nt Colorful Flower Or really is. Sort of mouse-browwould you call it gray?" - "Broiwv". Jim said,. "I like jt. "No," she replied. "He was on the point of confessing. His first impulse was to run away but he knew he couldn't, in broad daylight with all of us here. You see he hi.d called the hospital. He knew that Dolly had regained consciousness, that the hospital authorities thought she was almost certain to recover." "When did you suspect Jeremy?" Jim asked. "Why did you think of him, Cecily?" "I think I suspected him a little right from the first," she replied. "He knew the Quinn girl and he was awfully angry that night." "But I knew Dolly, too," Jim said. "You'd seen me with her at Dutch's. Why were you willing to believe that I was telling the truth?" faint tinge of color tinted CecHer lashes curved down against her cheeks, screening her eyes. "I knew," she said softly. "I've never felt that quality of integrity Father speaks of lacking in you. I A ily's face. couldn't have believed not you, Jim." Jim's eyes met Mr. Vaughn's. Again he saw, breaking through the M r. anxiety which darkened Vaughn's face that half grave, half smilir.g expression. He looked away, a curious feeling of elation stirring in his heart. "I tried not to believe that Jerry might have taken the car," Cecily went on, "but the thought kept coming back, even though I'd known he was in bed before MacPherson and I went to Chestertown that night. And then yesterday at the wedding, Jerry acted so strangely. He drank quantities of champagne punch which wasn't like him at all. Jerry seldom drinks more than a cocktail or two, or a glass of wine. Taking care of himself is an obsession with him. The punch exhilarated him to an unusual degree. He tried to persuade me to elope with him. I think, now, that's why he drank." "Did you consider the proposition?" Mr. Vaughn asked, looking at her intently. "No," she said simply. "I had given you my word, hadn't I, Father? When we got home," she continued, "I called the hospital. There was something in Jeremy's face, as he stood beside me, waiting for me to get the connection, that con vinced me. a suddenly terrified ex pression. I suppose all the punch lie d taken had weakened his selfcontrol. I slept scarcely at all last night I knew." "You didn't accuse him?" Mr. Vaughn asked. "You didn't question him even indirectly?" "I was afraid," she said. "I knew that if he suspected that I knew he would run away. I wanted to keep him here until you came, Father. I knew you could help him to get out of this with some degree of decency, so that it needn't ruin his chances for a career." "You expect me to help him?" Mr. Vaughn asked in startled amazement. "Don't bluster, darling," Cecily said coaxingly. "Let me do the talking now. Dolly is apparently going to get well," she continued more gravely. There will be no charge against Jerry other than taking my car without permission and driving too fast. He hadn't even been drinking. She went to ride with him willingly. He told me that he simply lost control of the car in that narrow road. If you will pay the girl's hospital expenses I don't see why we can't get Jerry out of this and let him join the Cherry Hollow company as soon as possible." "Cecily!" Mr. Vaughn said despairingly. "Are you still in love with the boy?" A look of pain crossed her face. There was pain in the depths of her dark golden eyes. "I never want to see him again," she said slowly, "but I do know that I want you to help him. I want him to have another chance." Mr. Vaughn moved restlessly in his chair. "I don't know what I can do," he said. "He doesn't deserve help or consideration." "Forget .him," Cecily said. "Do it for me." She rose from her chair, stood looking at her father, at Jim. "The generosity of the victor to the vanquished. It wes a sporting proposition having Jerry here for a visit." A small crooked smile touched her lips. "Gentlemen, you win." "Where are you going?" Mr. Vaughn asked as she took a step toward the door. "I'm going to take two of Miss Parker's sleeping tablets and go to bed," she said. "And when I wake up tomorrow or the day following, I'm going in to the city and buy some new fall clothes. And then " Her bravado seemed, for an instant, on the point of deserting her. She lifted her chin and again the smile, poignant in its gallantry, touched her lips. "And then," she continued, "I'm going to Hawaii and learn to do a hula or help Jim run the riding academy Her lips trembled. Tears glistened on her lashes. She went into the house, almost running. Something like a sob broke the stillness. The door swung to with a briefly resounding slam. Cecily was gone. "These modern youngsters," Mr. Vaughn said with a sort of roughness in his voice. "Bravery and bravado." He cleared his throat. "Call Bradley for me, will you, Jim? The generosity of the victor. We'll see what can be done." "Fine. They're going to send me home at the end of tlie week. This is Miss Penny. Jim Mr. Fielding." Dolly smiled at the nurse. "She's been swell to me." Jim acknowledged the introduction. The nurse, a rosy, healthy looking young woman, looked at him with interest and admiration. "Dolly is our pet patient," she said, displaying large white teeth in an amiable smile. "We'll be sorry' to lose her." Dolly grimaced. "Apple - sauce," she said. But she looked pleased and a little excited. "I've brought you a present." Jim laid a square white florist's box on the bed. "For me?" she cried. "Oh, Mister Fielding, how thoughtful! But when she had untied the loops of silver ribbon and lifted the lid she gave a little breathless gasp of mmm ii.nl tells Heirloom Afghan STAR DUST are you" l i Atovie Radio By , VIRGINIA VALE motion picture the country do not fans want any substitute for the late Jean Harlow. 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"Is it an orchid?" she asked, lifting maidenhair fern, a mauve and purple blossom streaked with white and yellow from a nest of crisp waxed paper. "Of course it's an orchid," Miss Penny said appreciatively. "Give it to me, Dolly. "I'll put it in a vase." "No you won't!" Dolly guarded her treasure fiercely. "Pin it here." She touched the lace and chiffon at her breast. "I've never had one be fore. And fix the mirror so I can see myself. This is probably the last chance I'll ever have to look like Constance Bennett in bed." Jim smiled. He had known that an orchid would please her more load of less than a glamorous blooms. "You look like a million gold dollars," he said, seating himself in a chair beside the bed. Miss Penny shook a finger at Dollwheel-barro- M-G-- I self-mad- iFg , IN FEATHERS DASH A Si ULsW SHI MB . Lily Pons is very busy these days with her radio program and an w extensive concert tour, to say nothing of her frenzied trips up to her home in Connecticut to see how the garden is doing, but she keeps in touch with the studio every yday to get reports on the plans for "Only 15 minutes," she said. "If her next picture. I let you get all tired out, Doctor Donaldson will give me a scoldis all of a year now since Jack ing." and his restaurant were Dempsey "I think she's in love with Doctor shown in a motion picture, typifying Donaldson," Dolly told Jim when the very center of New York sportthe nurse had gone out of the room. is She stopped admiring her reflection ing and night life, so in the mirror, turned her head to going to remedy that omission right look at Jim. "I didn't know for a away. He and his headquarters will in "Big City" which stars long time," she said shyly, "that it appear was you who found me the night I Spencer Tracey and Luise Rainer. Jack won't go to Hollywood, though; was hurt." his scenes will be made in a studio "Don't talk about that, Dolly." "But I want to." She looked down near New York. at her fingers spread in thin fans The best picture of the week, and against the counterpane. "Herb told me all about it, that you'd been ar- a frothy light extravaganza for a rested. Were you really in jail?" warm evening it is "I spent a night at the state troop- too, is "Woman ers' headquarters," he said. "They Chases Man." Mirtreated me very politely." iam Hopkins is the "Miss Vaughn is lovely, isn't star and dear old she?" Dolly said with apparent ir- Charles Winniger relevance. plays a giddy role "Yes," Jim replied. delightfully. The pic"She brought me this." Dolly ture is farce touched the folds of the jacket, a verges on slapstick soft rose pink, like a sunset cloud. most of the time, "I've never had anything so pretty. and Joel McCrea Penny says the lace is real." plays the thankless role of the one fair"Cecily has exquisite taste." Miriam Dolly was silent for a moment. ly sensible human in Hopkins Then she said, "I was so ashamed the piece. It isn't. so when she came to see me." frankly, nearly good a picture as Claudette Colbert's grand com"Why, Dolly?" "Because I'd hated her. That's edy "I Met Him in Paris" but why I went driving with Jeremy until that superb bit of entertain- Clyde that night, because I thought ment comes your way, "Woman Chases Man" will keep you amused. it would hurt her." "You hated her because of Jeremy?" Jim asked. ODDS AMD ENDS-OrMoore post"Him! I should say not! I never poned starling her next picture for two liked him at all." She looked up at weeks so that her leading man, Melvyn CHAPTER XV Jim, looked away, her face flushing Douglas, could go to the Salzburg Festi-- i under the tilted bandage. "Don't to, where his wife it going to sing . . . Ann Soihern's' Bonnie Lake, has Dolly's eyes, bluer than he had you know," she asked in a low sold a song that sister, she composed to Buddy remembered them under a tilted voice, "why I hated her, Jim?" Ebsen . . . That loud studio laugh you white bandage, shining softly with (to be coxnwr.m hear intermittently through Walter pleasure and surprise, were turned Sunday night broadcast is W. C. Tanda, Asiatic Animal toward the door as the nurse adFields, his favorite visitor. Walter draum Few if any mammals are more on audience that is an mitted Jim. cast . . . "Hellot" she called gaily. "I r.are than the giant panda, an Hazel Glenn uho sings nursery songs on wasn't expecting company. Pardon Asiatic animal of most unusual and the Dr. Dafoe broadcast has a fan letter thnl she wouldn't exchange for a diamond me if the place is a mess. I've striking appearance. bracelet. The good doctor wrote her that charbeen has The all panda giant been ironing day." the quints had listened to one of their a with an as animal face acterized stood beside "Hello, Dolly." Jim and expressed delight over the broadcasts a bear, the high narrow bed looking down like a raccoon, a body like u ho sanR . . . The make-uexperts lady at her, gentleness in his eyes and and feet like a cat. While such are bullying Stokowski now. After all hit not are scientifically many years as an orchestra conductor, in his voice. She looked so small descriptions and so thin propped against the accurate, they have some basis in wming his tousled mane, he ha been smooth mound of pillows, so differ- fact, states an authority, adding al- ordered to grease his huir because other ent from the Dolly he new, in an so that the animal's teeth have a wie it doesn't look dignified , . . Deanne. tried to console him by telling expensive looking bed - jacket all certain resemblance to those of a Durbir, him look like a juvenile . . . made it him is about the make-uThe no with giant panda pig. lace and chiffon, Since Carole lambard it not available, except a delicate touch of rouge, size of a black bear, has a white Fred Allaire it now trying to get lretu head and body, large black circles different, younger What was it? 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