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Show ~ , THE TIMES-INDEPENDENT, tt speculated IRISH EYES hails MH. "‘we like each other. ner was gare you doing anything tigon, Miss Carscadden?"' ~teila was bewildered. Warted her completely. Frank this Her aft- wits fil mean-my young lady has an i agement this afternoon," Frank iti in his easy, self-confident way. -e Cahills are giving Gert and jer a big blow-out, up the counig Somewhere and of course we me to go. But I have several "mes free, and thought maybe you P I could go to a movie." Ne felt, a few minutes later, that wimneed not have been so brief in ; g. After all, he had meant -ell. After all, he was the oldest ‘Mhe Mc Canns, and the Mc Canns al suddenly become to Sheila the 2 gt important family in the world. tu-well, it didn't matter. Frank "Cann didn't matter. What did gyptet supremely, was the eternal -stion: was she going to meet Rijer in the library or not? Set pelt _- CHAPTER V "Sit He down," lighted ten,'' you. write was across leather-topped W"irdays called for Cecilia, and it RFF natural that they should all -k out into the cold streets toher. Joe took them to the drugDue counter, and they had toasted e-decker sandwiches and coffee. avas then almost half past three ck, and Sheila was a long way the Law Library on Broadway. smen it seemed that Joe wanted "jee | a man Cecilia in Brooklyn said she about would Wi they could stop and Hiesa. Joe, as always go, "Sheila table, see Aunt when he wv With his girl, looked darkly raamt; Cecilia was as usual com, 2d and quiet under his atten- t twenty-five minutes of four ila found herself alone in the : |, dirty, dark street. Snow was fiy'atened; the sky was ominous low, the air had a cool, fresh a. the gt hesitated; walked a_ block No, she wouldn't keep this * with Peter! She turned and Tit resolutely westward, and into ye Subway hood. She was going Flite. #. esolutely, Sheila changed to an mitess train, was whirled north, !. er the thundering streets. She Gout at One Hundred and Forty{fh Street, as she always had xé2, mounted to the sidewalk level, ti4red at the bakery window. Cofcakes; Ma loved them. Little tSolate layer cakes with holes in middle. The girl was sticking .« clean signs into them: "To,@8 Special, 25 cents." ; 1¢ drug-store clock said three yyy eight. Suddenly, breathlessly, "la had turned, had crossed the filet to the downtown subway, had jtged , (ugh in her nickel, the turnstile. dway and ~a. Instantly ward. _ and She pushed took a Seventh she was Avenue rushing was on her way. She would be No matter, he would wait. A t relief inundated her heart. a had given in. No use fighting longer; she had to see him. Law Library was on the fifth, op, floor of a dark old rubberd building, whose mahoganyelevators tottered up. Everything smelled of dust. of all the on their looked grim The closed offices they passed of dull old opaque glass, dimly ed in chipped black. er 3 was not in sight. Sheila ‘‘Lis- to talk to you ever the shabby, her "I didn't know your "You heard it." "Yes, 1 heard it. when we met each linked name." "I wouldn't want that morning other. But I you to think that I could talk like that, and just- just be fooling,'' Peter said, awkwardly. ‘‘But then-then, you see, I got engaged." "Oh, that was all right!"' Sheila assured him, vaguely and politely, "You we're her. Not that she wanted instantly sorry she had come. It was giving in tim; he had known that she wad; he was taking her for grantTou look swell!'' he said, eviy surprised at her smartness. ui ddenly everything was flat and h, I was gnight!'' sort of playing she explained. a part "+ did not hear her, because he him; had ever had one no throw me down." The homely phrase expressed her meaning, at least. He caught at it. "‘T never threw anyone down in my life!'? he said, looking at her serious- ly, across the table. Somehow, with the a shock, her feeling words, them, the tone awakened ing-a little. a revulsion her. He he said was act- Sheila felt giddy with of feeling. to much dreamed which He was enjoying this- just a little. so in suddenness of altered. The like dreams many months! She wanted had him-she about him for so Now it was as if he were disintegrating before her eyes. She conHer cheeks grew red. but tinued to look at Peter steadily, feelthere was discomfort in her not had she She wished ing now. vely, come to meet him so impulsi another this man who was to marry girl in less than a week's time. "Listen how it all happened, be- I meet a girl-the girl." no really was there Perhaps But the change in change in him. shockso and sudden herself was so unable to ing that Sheila was quite her do anything except gravely nod oe say, I walked with you you changed, to your cabin, when needing no after we swam," Peter, continuing. was encouragement, cabins "Right! I did. But all those it the looked alike; I couldn't find ds of thousan next day. There were pe "All right. This girl and I hit it ne SEWING CIRCLE PATTERN DEPT. 149 New Montgomery Ave. San Francisco Calif. Enclose Pattern CHO 15 cents in coins Na. civcsscaue for Size..... coves ki Fives Cocccccccccccce eccccces Address At 75, May Robson has no idea how many roles she has played on stage and screen, but she's ready to tackle her newest one, that of Ellen Drew's grandmother, in ‘Texas Rangers Ride Again."' It's one of escape. "It's snowing!" the girl nounced, breathless, with soot anon Speed housecleaning! hours of time. Polish as you clean! Peter. again. Looking at him, the actual Peter, as she decided this, she was con- there."' The first look of personal uneasimess darkened Sheila's duststreaked face. Lady, you meedn't tire yourself, waste hours of time: cleaning and shen polishing woodwork,furniture and floors. Instead, them; polish as you clean; do both at once so easily... for O-Cedar cleans the ugly dirty Tue i ‘‘Whew-w-w! It's bitter, out *"T've got to get out," she said. ‘‘My mother'll have cat fits. If I'm away without letting her know she gets awfully mad. She'll be fit to be tied!"' *‘Well, what do you think it is for me?" Peter demanded sulkily. rf They flung themselves for three unavailing seemed like half an on the door minutes that hour. When they gave up, both boy and girl were disheveled, panting, their hands sore. The solemn bells of Saint Paul's sounded Angelus, and Sheila's lips moved automatically on the exquisite words. "It's snowing like mad, it's blizzarding,'' she said, at the window. "Well," Peter said. ‘‘Here we are. Where do we go from here?'' Snow muffled the world; snow piled itself on the broad window- sills. The room began to get very cold, and smelled more than ever of dust and rubber and old bindings. ‘‘They're letting the furnace go out!'' Sheila suddenly observed. "That's what they've done, all "Fine."' He winced. "‘I thought you would." "I'm glad,'' Sheila said, hesitantly, "that you didn't want to-to A yw em A Save ticular man, or any man. It was just that everything was dull. "TI had to explain it to you. I tried to find you. I couldn't.'' *‘Oh, that was all right,'' she said again, with a little effort. "No, but how's everything?" he asked, out of a silence. *‘And that girl who was with you, how's she?'' ‘*Rose? Rose Foley. She's fine." Peter watched her intently, across the table, for several long seconds. He was handsome, in his blue suit, with gold arabesques in his darkblue tie. His eyes were blue, too, pale Irish blue, and the pink of his clean-shaven skin in agreeable contrast to the silky dark wing of his black hair. ‘You see, Gert Keane has lived in our family since we were kids,"' he offered. ‘‘Sure."' *‘She's a-well, she's a great girl,'' Peter said. "It's all right. But I didn't think either one of us were-was-were- just fooling,'"' she said, presently, in her soft, plaintive voice. Peter cleared his throat. "TI wasn't fooling,' he said. "T waited for you, that Tuesday night,"' Sheila admitted, in a silence. His glance explored the entire place. *‘D'you suppose they open up the library nights?' "They might-Saturday night." "They don't!" he said in despair. "If we could just bust into that next room,'' he began again, after a pause in which Sheila, having opened the window upon the bleak winter evening, had hung out of it at all possible angles, to see if she could discover any means of ‘ a» A kg See LA her cheeks, as she drew in her head and slammed the window down had the Peter of her memories, because there never had been such a this par- And was quite married on Tuesday!" Peter explained youthfully. "I know."' It seemed to her that all life was a long blank ahead of minute he touched her on the he had come quietly up beher and was smiling at her. Sheila done simply, in the kindliest possible way. She was not losing him, she had getting "I go off for a beach picgan Peter. don't I? nic with a couple of fellers, id been It had heart. her silent again. see-well, hesitant, with shame and selfmpt in her heart. But after a ood girl!'"' he said in approval. job, and everything was fine." No, he had talked himself out of never didn't remember it." "TI couldn't find you," he said. "You had my address." "Yes, but listen. That paper was nothing but a piece of pulp when I tried to read it." A pause. a too, her. light. hands lying before her. Her heart softened: this was what she had expected. to go to ae couldn't go to the library any-lar, because Joe as was usual on directed he went on, "I had Listen, why didn't me?" and they were ‘ill, she did not intend © library. Peter a dangling fully. roles. Then he was cast as a newspaper reporter in ‘‘Golden Gloves," and again played a reporter in "Opened by Mistake."' And now he's booked for the leading male role in Paramount's ‘‘Dancing on a Dime,'' a musical comedy, in which he'll play opposite Grace MacDonald-and will sing and dance, at last! right." ‘Yes, I know,"'' Sheila interposed, scarlet-cheeked. scious ness. of *"‘You're a sense terribly of light-headed- pretty,'' he well, I'm not the sort that says things-things like I said that night -to a girl and doesn't mean 'em. That was the first thing I thought of the other night at home-when I you- "Well, a lot of fellers wouldn't have thought of that. They'd have thought. It was a long time ago; it's over. Not me. I had to see you. I told Gert and Mother, you know." **You told them!'' She was startled out of a musing dream that had carried her miles away; she was thinking that she might get Joe a tie like that for Christmas- *‘T told them I'd met you last summer, and I thought you were fine, and that I'd no idea that things were so bad with you." He smiled at Sheila, and she smiled back. She felt humiliated and cheapened somehow; _ she wished herself miles away, but he must not see it. After all, it was of no consequence, for in another five minutes he and she would part, and they would not see each other again. "So that's the way the whole thing came about!" he said, rising. "How much more he would have thought of me if I'd paid no attention to his note, and hadn't come here today," Sheila thought, standing, too. Peter reached up, ready to snap off the light, glanced at his wrist. "Gosh, it's after five!" he exclaimed, shocked into complete nat1 "And moment. the for uralness was to go to the tailor for a minfive, ute between half past four and at Gertrude to meet and I have church! What do you know about that-four minutes past five!"' His hand was following him, change Sheila, on the door. saw his expression curiously. "Why," he ejaculated simply, locked." "It's stuck." "Stuck nothing! It's locked." They investigated. or fifteen dirty, feet cindery below roof, "i's them'was the a depth of one of the stories of the old buildA ing in which they were trapped. fire-escape's railings curved up over a one edge of this roof; there was tangle of chimneys, tanks, other roof levels about and below. ‘"‘We couldn't drop that?" Peter here, looked Satat VI ‘"‘Well, it doesn't matter,'' Peter said. ‘‘Because when I don't show up my folks will get in touch with the police." *"‘But they'll put our names in the papers!"' Sheila answered. ‘Not if my father gets on the job. He has 'em all in his pockets. If I could only get out of here in time for that party,'' Peter went on, restively, ‘I could square it with Geri fast enough. Mother wouldn't care, anyway. But if they have to call off the party-'"' "Call it off?' she repeated, as he paused, scowling. "Yep. You see, it's for Gert and, me, and there's going to be a hundred people there. That'd be a heck of a note!"" he muttered. "Look here,'' he said suddenly, after another long interval. ‘‘We've got to drop out of this window, somehow. We could easily freeze to death in here before they found us-" "Oh, don't!'? Sheila whispered, turning white. "Well, I tell you we could. We haven't got anything to eat-it's only seven o'clock now-they'° mightn't find us until Monday morning-" "Oh, please!"' He was at the window, the girl beside him. They opened it, and a rush of cold snowy air swept into the room, and made them stagger back, gasping. Peter shut the window; there was again an unearthly languor and closeness in the suddenly quieted place. ‘"TListen!'? he said, ‘‘I'll take this ladder, and set it in the snow down there on the roof next door, and drop onto it.' ‘"‘That'll break every bone in your body!"' Sheila predicted. The ladder was about four feet looked at it dubiously. They high. "If I could get down," Peter mut- tered, Some fourteen just CHAPTER said, ‘‘and lots of fellers will fall for you. But I wanted you to know that- saw "Then there's nobody urday and Sundays."' A long pause. They each other. ‘‘and telephone Gert-" he without further warning And again, he was up, at the window was head had thrown it open, his Like a person out in the storm. transfixed in a terrible dream Sheila saw his body silhouetted for stant against the falling flakes snow. is Then the window space was thick soft the for ty, except of the blizzard! (TO BE CONTINUED? an inof the empflutter Birthday greetings from Gary Cooper to May Robson. the most strenuous parts of her long career, that of a salty old lady who looks upon modern Texas peace officers as poor successors to the ones she knew in her youth. When you see "A Night at Earl Carroll's'' you'll also see what was, two years ago, the community's most expensive night club. Remember when it opened, with a special section for movie stars? 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The whole ensemble is adorable, ee called. ‘But you ee It had she hesitated. : :: :| ¢ ee Peter. who there were many neat heaps on the interrupted himself, speaking more naturally, "I mean I've always liked And she's always liked Gertrude. It was Mother who tipped me me. We were going to Forest Hills off. She said, for the tennis, one day. ‘Now, don't you break Gert's heart on her, Peter!' Gert got as red as a ‘is that the ‘Ah!' I thought, beet. way the land lies?' Well, we fixed up everything that day, and everyMy father got me a one was glad. "‘Well-" can't imagine our not getting out,"' she offered. "T've got to get out!'"' *‘There doesn't seem to be a telephone-'' Sheila remarked thought- i ei not on the shelves more, piled in floor. chairs, throw a silk stocking against them and they rattle!'' Sheila observed. Peter gave her a resentful glance. "It's all right for you," he said. "But I'm in a hole." "Oh, we'll get. out,' she stated. "All right, we'll get out. 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I said to that girl, ‘You and I are I'm going to be married, Sheila. (Released 2& ei Peter her paper We have din- and we dance togethabout midnight I find along VIRGINIA Cy ) EPARTMEN 7 BEDBABASB DBAS MAM A BERRA ETE By aG Sa IRE. £ eet take The with gusto; now!'' "IT know it.'' "I'm due at a party at seven!" the boy muttered. He had returned to the door. It was a high door, deep-set and unpromising. It had been built in that long-ago time when solidity and permanence were considerations in architecture. Even to the pressure of Peter's body it yielded not a quiver. Peter kicked it; it did not stir. "Gosh, I'll bet there aren't ten -* & CAFETERIA ROOM - DINE BUFFET MRS. J. H. WATERS, President DINING « DANCE The Beautiful MIRROR ROOM Managers il Wiaces a slip of paper in her hand. together, and er, ATT ERN for ei Sheila Carscadden, blue-eyed, redd ish-haired and rk by offering useful but unwelcome suggestions 21, loses her job in New to her boss. aos minine, she chooses that time to show her " os ought _a second-hand store, to her cousin, Cecilia Moore, Rrorel nine mempurse revives The cutee es of a boy she had met the previous summer-a The remembered, was Peter. At home that evening, boy whose first name, all waiting for her, are her ther; Joe, her brother, and Angela, her crippled Joe, too, has lost job. D uring the not-so-happy evening Angela findssister. fifty dollars in a secret ket in Sheila's purse. They are both happy at the discovery, only to be heartened when Mrs. Carscadden tells Sheila the money must be returned the person whose initials and street number § ding to return the money dressed in an ancient ar e on the purse. Sheila is outfit yner will reward her liberally. She looks upon the esca Then, she feels, the pade as a lark. She a earsSree sis when Cann she different entersole the eee tamie magni eee home, for the occupants prove ' now wealthy, of Sheila's father. igtere she sees Peter, her acquaintance of the previous summer! Sheila And finds lat Peter is Judge Mc Cann's son. Both Peter, and his brother Frank, are n to be married. an the i FAR again waiting ein ti THUS began mother's me SERVICE he ‘My i STORY room. i THE Kathleen Norris off,"" beside her at the window. "‘We'd break our legs." ""Gosh!"' he ejaculated, off for other feverish inspection of <4 UTAH J. HOLMAN WATERS and W. ROSS SUTTON EVERY SATURDAY EVENING ti AF Fee © KATHLEEN NORRIS- WNU nervously, MOAB, i --- ee 3 aA ~ See. a tp ii init indindind i i i a a lal Oe tte |