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Show THE HERALD-JOURNA- MONDAY. L AUGUST 17. 1931 PAGE FIV1 By LAURA LOU BROOKMAN i Author of 7AAD MARRIAGE" and "HEART HUNGRY" FICTION n lJ lyjl py Advertise? For that CHATTER 1 'I'UE traffic signal flashed from red to green With a grating roar the big truck shot forward, denying a pathway down the center of the crowFd thoroughfare. Ftrcct car bells Jangled and a bright buo roadster swerved sharply. It was 5:30 p. m on a busy downtown street of Marlboro, that rapidly growing Industrial stronghold of tlie middle west with Its close to a million population. Its swarming mills and factories. Its intermln aide odor of coal smoke. Tired men and women were heading homeward arter a day of toil Hurrying. The throats of motor Impatient. vehicles chafed at one another. Pedestrians on the sidewalks elbowed their way rudely. And then the shrill cry cut the e .. shtft-Ing'th- e HALF do7.cn of those who had been watching the little drama closed about the couple for a better A view. "Why. Its a dog! exclaimed a rill voiced woman. Just a puppy. My land! That young man might have got himself killed Just The speaker turned away in dis gust, her words dying in the distance. "Is It all right If pet his head. Miss? a small boy with a load of newspapers slung across one shoulder wanted to know. Gee, that was a close call." The girl nodded smiling. She had taken the tiny animal from the arms of the young man. Some of the spectators who liugered eyed the youth curiously; more were looking at the girl. She was such Bli 1 A in' Jcuncn, I... - Bob Farrell had everything? Why can't we go ol as we have been, having good time) together, forgetting such seriou things as marriage? Why can't wi be awfully good friends the wa; we have been and not have the&t arguments? You want it like that, d you?" Oh, yes! the girl assured bin "Dont you understand eagerly. Bob, that Im awfully fond of voi but I don't want to marry anyone ' Dont you see how 1 feel? Yes, said tte young man. guess I do. Somehow after that no matte how Norma tried to turn tlie eo:t versalion along lighter paths t eould not be done. The young mat did not sulk. He was as attentivi as usual but the pleasure had gon from the occasion. A few vivacl nu . rallies and Norma gave up tin effort. She was glad there was n movie on the evenings program. hkey lct the restaurant shortly Jostled their way to a oar stop tnt boarded an outgoing car. Mont hi before it had been agrerd that surf economies were to be observed wher the two were together. The clapg'ii of the car made conversation diffi cult Farrell spoke only once m twice and the girl welcomed tb silence. In Into effect forthwith. There was a quick visit to the corner five and ten store where Farrell purchased the smallest dog collar on the counter aud then a leash. It was necessary to punch an ad dliional hole Into the collar before It could be fastened around the puppy's returned neck. Once secure, they to the restaurant before which t ho taxicab had halted. Five minutes later the girl and young man faced each other across a candle lighted table. The puppy had curled Into a comfortable ball at their feet. 1 waitress handed rpilE and 1 departed. had stopped and was ratefi him as he floundered for the words. Into the wide idee eyes that had seemed so ru;IT.-s'-moment before there flashed n look of swift hostility, followed m stantly by a show of cool Imiili r ence..Tbe transformation was ear tling. It was something that re. i r should have been seen on the f oe of one so young. But the youth took no notice 'll you wont let mo tnke you to dd ner, he went on. "how ahum to morrow? Where can toliph .nc He had pulled a inenunaM yon? dum book and pohcil Trom Ins v.si he grinned Imysh Say, pocket. ly, I dont remember how to s; .!! Mine's Travers In your name. M.i k case youve forgotten. SHE high-pitche- 'very-white- action rplIE mind went pointed coutcmptumislv ward the pup. There was disbelief, laaighfccr in his voice. Yes.' Tba girls chin raised. she said, and until I find his oiv i.r hell have a good home. Well get She sour.iit Ins along all rght. eyes for an instant hesitated pm! then added, Good night. hr she turned and started northward Sha had hot gone half a dr'n steps when the youth was bes.ile her. He touched her arm "Listen," he urged, "there' are a lot of tilings I want to talk to v. a about. Didn't I meet you one u at at the Marigold? mean er -- the l.i tbata not it. did lais Royal? I'm sure 'e been wanting to see you agnn Dont hurry away like this- -! It was frightened, It came from the center of the street where the heavy wheels of the huge truck had Just passed. A wailing, plaintive note of tremulous terror. The girl In the gray suit was flr-to see what had happened. "Oh." she cried, stopping horrified. "Oh. rant somebody help him? The swung about wildly, caught the rm of the young man who was I a sing. "Look!" the girl exclaimed. "There by the car tracks! Hell be killed! What ? the youth began and then stopped short as bis eyes followed her pointing finger. InvolWith untarily his lips tightened. an exclamation that was be sprang into the street. Somewhere a, man shouted. Ct iters who turned to look swore abruptly. There was the gruelling noise of hastily released brakes. The street which a moment before had been a smooth flowing artery of traffic was suddenly disorganThe girl in gray stood quite still. ' now. A Her, fare was feminine Voice little knot of spectators that had gathered on the s ilrwalk cried hysterically. Hes Look hB got it! got it! As quickly as, that the tension snapped." The watchers saw the young man stopp and pick up S tiny, bedraggled bundle that whimpered and wriggled. Though the light in the traffic tower still g'erihied embraldbtj'lBtns motorists waited, clearing the way for the youth, carrying tTife" bundle now, to -ohirn to the sidewalk. ffe came straight to the girl In gray .The young man was grin ntng, .Here he Is. be said, load In bis arms slightly. Cood ns new. too. Not even scratched! "Oh. 1'tu so glad. Isnt he precious? I CHAPTER IA to- lie sir ize, chaotic. 7" IlI 1 Travers. NORMA KENT a pretty girl. Slender and not over five feet four. Inches tall In her pumps. The gray trim, suit and small black hat she wore were indistinguishable from the garb of hundreds of others In the army of girl workers hut the black hat was pushed back, revealing a broad forehead and wide-se- t eyes. The ivory pink of her coloring was flawless and looking. Below the hat brim there was visible just a trace of hair. ' softly waving, ' The pup snuggled close to the girls coat, apparently content. What a woeful, neglected specimen of dog life he was! Frowsy fur standing out askew where It was not matted to his Ancestry body. underdeveloped only to be guessed at. Scandalous Age probably three certainly! months. At that moment the tiny mongrel was completely captivating. Others had drifted away, the youngster with the Bewspapers last to go. The youth who had rescued the puppy looked down at him. he said. Cute little beggar! Howd he get away from ;ou? Dont you think you should keep him on a leash? Oh. but he isnt mine! Not yours? You mean he Isn't your dog? The girl shook her head. T wish he were, she admitted. I think hes adorable. It was brave of you to go out there and save him. In another minute 1 know hed have I thought for a mobeen killed. ment one of those cars was going to hit you! The youth shrugged. Nothing to that, he said. "Say, I kind of high-heele- d dark-fringe- natural-- taffy-colore- d gray-brow- n ; like the little beggar myself. Cute way hes got of wrinkling up his nose! The pup chose that Instant to repeat his miniature yelp. Mrr-ph- ! Mrr-pb- ! A warm, tongne like a bit of moist pink flannel licked the girls finger. He's probably trying to say that hes hungry," the girl decided. 1 wonder what do you suppose we should do with him? Thats for you to decide. Tot. saved his life. Oh, but you were the one who did that! Well, then, I relinquish tnv claim. Anyhow the bounds adopted you. Never saw a more contented pooch In my life." The stream of pedestrians passed about them. These two who had never before seen one another were talking like old acquaintances. The girl raised her bead and the young man set to marveling that eyes so dark hued could he blue. - ' FTE straightened, frowning slight- ly. Couldnt she Just for one moment look at him as though she really saw him? Easily he said, Look here, let me get a cab. Well get away from this crowd and then we can decide what to do with the pup." The smile died in the girl's eyes No. thank She shook her head. you. Ill Ill manage some way Oh, but thats not fair! I feel In duty bound to keep tab on that No. Mr. Travers, the words snapped sharply, "not tonight- - or any night. Better go hack to the Marigold and find the girl you met there. It wasn't I. Traffic had halted at the Intersection and a taxicab, vividly colored. pulled up near the curb. The girl had turned away, suddenly thought better of it and wheeled toward the street. She signaled the driver and darted out town i(df the cab. Another moment aud s! e was inside. The street digit! glowed green again and with a Jeita j the cab moved forward. "Wbere to, lady? asked tile driver. I I TT was a drive of 15 minutes be-- ' fore the vehicle halted and the girl stepped to the sidewalk. young man wearing a tweed suit came to meet her. He was smiling,, T was beginning to think I'd missed you, he said. Here, t me take care of that One hand dug into a trousers pocket and came forth with a collection of coins. He had settled the fare and turned about before he noticed the small dog. The girl caught his glance. "Isnt he cute? she said eagerly. Oh Bob, the poor little fellow was nearly killed! Right out In the middle of Broad street he was. A truck almost ran over him. Frightened to death, too! But lie's over that now. See? Look at that little tail waggle, will you? They both laughed. So thats what kept you!" Boh Farrell exclaimed. think Well, the pup got a lucky break. What are going going to do with him? Keep him until 1 can find a better home for him." Be sort of a nuisance, wont he? I can manage. i Besides, couldn't leave him there to be - h-- 1 mongrel's future welfare. She relented faintly. Im afraid youll have to trust me about that killed!" "No. I suppose not. Well Anyhow I think the first thing to do is try to find hil owner. Tomorsituation calls for action. row Ill advertise." the them a card Farrell studied tiie menu. There was nothing whatever about tills young man to suggest tlie youth who had aided Norma In the dogs rescue. Bob Farrell was not so tall as the other, squarely built yet not with excess ills tweed business poundage. clothes made no pretense at elegant tailoring. The suit was as casual, probably as Inexpensive as Norma Kent's. Tonight Norma chose the table d'hote dinner and Farrell seconded her selection. As the waitress turned away after writing the order Norms said: Huw long has It been since we found tliis place. Bob? 1 like It m r; every time we come." "Why. dont you remember? It was that Saturday last June when tt rained and we spent almost the whole afternoon in the second hand hook stores up the street. We came in bore tn get out of the storm. Of course How could have She smiled at him. The blue eyes were wide and Innocent In lie flattering candlelight Norma Kent presented an attractive picture. There was no doubt that the youth across the table was aware of this For nearly , a year Bob Farrell and Norma hnd been spending occasional evenings together, ' hunting out new dining places, (Lopping inlq the big movie palaces tn 'see their favorite stars, sometimes taking. long bus rides.' During the summer these expeditions had Increased. Nowi In September scarcely a: week passed but Norma gmi Bob sjien'i at least two evenings They rend- the same together. books, usually liked the same plays. f Norma, who spent five and (Tays each week' at "dictation, typing and the complex duties of a private serrotniyt in, the offices of Brooks, Welliver and Brooks, attorneys at law, felt, a high respect for Bob was Bob Farrell's opinions. a member of the bar of two years' standing and employed by the legal firm ot Kemper and Kemper. Norma wasn't in leva with Bob ' Oh. dear, no! Whenever she felt a conversation was drifting toward the perilous rocks of romaoce she brought It hack abruptly to practl cal subjects. That tendency toward the romantic was the flaw In whnt hod otherwise been a perfect friendship from Norma's viewpoint She was 20 years old and oh. so very sure that love and marriage were to play no part tn her own life. For others tf they wished. For herself, no tbank you! . 1 forg.-ttsu!- ? j ode-hal- . matters stood that September evening when Boh Farrell and Norma Kent dined In the little restaurant, the mongrel puppy sleeping contentedly on the floor beneath the table. Bob, dur tng the 12 months acquaintance ship, had twice asked Norma to marry him and had both times been rplllS Is how AT the door of the apartment sh asked If he would come up and suspected Ills mumbled excuses foi declining were Impromptu. Norma climbed the two flights ol stairs, fumbled for her key anc , slipped It Into the lock. The dooi opened, revealing a largo squart--ooIn which a lamp was burn ' There was oo one In eight J tng. Norma hastily dropped the juppy In a worn, chair. Then she called out: Have you bees Hello, Chris! here long? f Another girl, taller, looking In the older, appeared doorway to, the alcove. Her dark hair, smooth and glossy, was drawn back front; her face. She had dark eyes arched brows and a clear com plexion. The dress she wore was black, unrelieved by color except, fo scarlet and white beads about her throat. Chris Saunders, lack tng prettiness, had an air of Unction. She possessed what tbl garment trade calls style. 1 came In about 10 minutes ago,'; she said. Wheres Bob? Oh, hes gone. Said something about having work to do. If f shame about you having to put lit I all this overtime. hope yen' , stopped for a real dinner. I wasn't hungry. Mr, Hart epnt! out for sandwiches and coffee. Chris, too, held a secretarial po- sitlon. Her salary was larger than Norma's. For two years Chris bad; been the highly capable, conflden-- -, tlal secretary ot Bradley Hart.' whose advertising agency handled half a dozen of the largest accounts In the city. Norma knew Bradley Hart by sight, knew also unswerving admiration tor the cynical, brilliant employer whose wife spent so little time In. More and more fre-- ; Marlboro. quently lately Cbrls spoke of night work, lunches In the office, driving home In Harts bulky roadster. Repeatedly Norma assured her-seif there was nothing to worry-over- . She tossed off her bat. moved toward the minor to fluff out her. hair. As she turned again the light .. through the doorway fell full on ? the other girls face. Why, Chris. Norma exclalmgd, youve been crylngf" (To Be Continued) -- over-stuffe- d MARK TRAVERS ' see almost four years." She thought for a moment the young man was not listening aud looked at him in surprise. He had heard though because after a brief pause Farrelf said, Youve enjoyed . the places we'vo gone, things we've safety. Farrell began to talk of other seen. It's me you dont care mucb He raised hts He mentioned Norma's about, isnt It? things. roommate, Christine Saunders, and head, was eying her Intently. Bob Farrell, how can you talk was told that "Chris was working late that evening. .The two girls like that! Oh, Its true all right Why not shared what was known as a one room apartment in a section re- admit it?" But 1 do care about you, you moved by 30 minutes' street car know I do! ride from the business district You dont need to say that I Two minute .creases appeared In Norma Kents forehead as they know you think Im a darned nuisance. Sorry if I forget ! spoke ot ber roommate. But, Bob! "You know. Bob, she confided, A Im worried about Chris. TTIS held her defiantly. gray eyes Why? Whats the trouble? An Instant am tenderness, well I nothing only, "Oh, The Though pleading replaced defiance. guess Its Just nothing. tone of his voice changed. Oh, she said no more the troubled look Norma, If you do like nie a little remained in the girls eyes. Dont you worry about Chris. bit why wont you give me a chance Farrell said heartily. That girl to make you happy? Im Im has a level head if I ever saw one. crazy about you! Maybe I dont have much now but Im going tc They were having the coffee now have some And work so and Farrell had lighted a cigaret. hard for day. Norma! Id Lord. If you, He blew a winding wreath of youd only say youll marry me smoke, withdrew the clgaret from there Isn't anything In the world his lips and stared moodily at the wouldnt tackle. There's nothing glowing tip. The silence became wouldnt do for you!" awkward. Norma felt she should The girl's dismayed voice Intermake conversation. rupted. But I can't Bob. 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