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Show FRIDAY, MAY 1, 1931 THE PAYSON CHRONICLE. lAYSON. UTAH rr.- r.t i , . ,, , to o' ca r , ft n; now : l id c i ' i;. i V r! in nt j, they d pwouldnt v. hen lh- -i mh u ho she The woinin a!o e w s waititu her. Mix w In si: ht. d.i mi tiuire r sharply when Mie saw v.ho It w Hut almu-- t in ihe Mm.,- lireaih tried to change In r add with an une.i y I, null. Heuen ilidn t expeit you t.i lind my paper Her cn'or had ch,i. quick ns that under her make up. though. In a si. I i i EAIED : . i ... A i 1 y - HENRY KITCHELL WEBSTER "ay that made iihn.la think of 4r The MERRILL ca SERVICE be worth thinking about laler, but she Max had tried again today, with better information, remembering, likely a publ!o dance rmPTKR Korbes. Chicago newspaper Mai in, attracted bjr one of nan is pleasantly He cuts In on her girl dancers. he learns oartner. a man whoseandname whom he Lewis, dislikes The girl tells him lie overher name Is Khoda White." between Hew is hears a conversationwoman which he and an unknown Sensing a realises concerns Rhoda. the Informs good newspaper story, he ad" signed C J.. girl of a "blind whereabouts of l.hoda tor the from the ilcFai land," which, heJudging Is convinced is talk he overheard, She refuses to the girl's real name. I At deny or admit It. That night Rhoda CHAPTER of gnds l he advertisement. The eight her dis arded name (Martina was right) California in childhood recalls her town Her mother dead. Bhe Is happy with her father, professor in a small university, until misfortune comes. Associated with the blow is her uncle, Wiliium Koyoe, who becomes In her childish mind an "ogre." Her father Chicago, where he Is enbrings her tosome work. mysterious gaged in Rhoda, by chance, learns she When ward, aftei and stenography. is sixteen her father dies suddenly, a message vainly trjing to give her about "papers" in a trunk. She has some moiiev. and after his death, fearing she will be claimed by her uncle and she changes her name to "White becomes a stenographer In the newspaper office wheie Forbes is working, bhe is living with a fellow worker, "Babe" Jennings. Babe, who had been at the dance the night before, tells her Lewis had asked her If Rhodas real name was not McFarland. II. CHAPTER III. Next day Martin has supper with Rhoda and Babe. He is told the girls apartment has been broken into and $300 Rhoda had laid away. Is stolen. Martin has learned 'hat the mysterious "C. J." of the advertisement is Charles J. Forster, uncle of Max Lewis, and living at the Worcester hotel. The girl admits her name is McFarland, but tells Martin little else of her history. A mysterious Claire Cleveland" asks Rhoda for an Interview. CHAPTER IV. Rhoda meets Claire, who tells her she knew her father well and is anxious to secure a docu- ment belonging to her which Professor McFarland had in his possession when he died. Claire also reveals knowledge of the trick which wrecked McFarland's life, a false charge of violation of the Mann act. She warns Rhoda to beware of Forster. The girl promises to look for the paper, but finds the trunk In which were all her fathers possessions, and which sht bad sealed, has been stolen. Despite her panic, Rhoda was able to note that this had been a clear afterthought, and not a complete one, either. Claire hadnt told her where she lived. Rhoda went home. She didnt know how she got there. Nor did she plan what shed do when she did. She had no clear expectation of what shed find. But by the time Bhe had climbed the long flight of stairs and let herself Into the studio with her latchkey and flown straight up' to her little bedroom la the loft and looked nnder the bed, she was not really surprised to see that the trunk was gone. CHAPTER V The Enemys Lair Had Claires Invitation to lunch been anything but a trick to Insure her absence from the studio while It was bebroken Into? It wouldnt have been necessary to do that, and Claire probably knew it. Max Lewis knew It, anyhow, for Babe had told him the night he brought her home that she and Rhoda worked all day at the News, and that Doris and Isabel were on a tour with their ballet No, Claire had asked her to lunch In order to find out something. W hat could she have found out? Not much, certainly. Rhoda was sure she hadn't told anything Important. Walt a minute, She had said though that none of her father's papers had been destroyed. There was a whole trunk full of them, shed said, and she had sealed up the trunk. In other ords, shed volunteered the fact fool ! Silly, babbling fool ! that a ing 1 sealed-u- look for. trunk was the thing to But had she said that It was In the Jvudlo? She couldnt remember huv-- ! said that In so many words, but he must have admitted it by inference, since Claire had suggested coming home with her and helping In the earch for the paper she wanted. Had xPvted her to accept an offer that? Probably not very serious-- t she might have regarded It as orth takln Anyhow, It k.a ..nre boen ntll after Rhoda had offer Siting away her own thsf r'0n D 5oul)t banJ over fist - sire had remembered the friend W wa!tlng her to telephone him lit1 fr w bed aaid, though ; not that really mean there tbem ' bax and b''s oncle, ' , , hstT. , l08t 0,(l 1Ike'y nt- - Claires FrRtor had seemed real must baTe been Max she'd walting at a telephone oms a ere for Claire's Instructions. ,t.tempt esterJay to find the wanted had been unsuc-t- o he hadn't known what ,ecause inch S" ,h ,,k'" ar ,nstead- - Did Claire know that? she wondered. Tliut might eeaxiST vh6y 1, "" follow It out now. Just where hed seen the trunk the day before, and had succeeded without any trouble at all. It had Just happened, within the past hour, thanks to her own plain imbecility In giving everything away. She hated the thought of telling Martin what hud happened, even while she was wishing he were here at her elbow now telling her what to do. Weil, couldnt she think of any tiling, do anything, for hprself? Was she going to sit down and let that pair of crooks get away with It? They were probably up at Claire's flat now gloating over their booty, grinning about how easy she'd been. She wouldnt call the police. She couldn't do that, with the story of her fathers disgrace Involved In the matter, and they knew It. Thats what they were counting on. Theyd been too clever for her; not Max, but Claire. The mere fatuous smirk on Maxs beefy handsome face was enough to tell anybody that there was no intelligence behind it. He took Claire's orders, In spite of the rich uncle Martin thought he was afraid of. Forster The old man who had given her and Babe the ride downtown In his limousine that morning. That hadnt been chance, of course. Hed been trying to And her and hed succeeded somehow. He was playing a hand of his own In this game. Her body stiffened nnder the Impact of an Idea. Could she use him as an ally against the other pair? Claire was afraid of him. too, she thought. She must be, to hate him like that. Anyhow, shed done everything she could to keep Rhoda from going to him. Shed warned her In the letter against answering his advertisement, and had rubbed the warning in today at lunch. Well then, why not go to him now, as quickly ns a taxi could take her to the Worcester hotel? That was where Martin said he lived. Take Claires letter along as a bit of documentary evidence. She got the letter out of the drawer of the writing desk, crammed It Into her ulster pocket slammed the studio door behind her and darted down the two long flights of stairs to the street. Worcester hotel, she said to the taxi driver, who pulled up to the curb when she signaled him. It was quite a ride the better part of a mile, at least and though she didnt want to chill with wet blankets the fine warm resolution that possessed her, she couldnt help doing It. Forster might not be a desirable If Claire hated him. He might be as bad as she said he was. He might have been her fathers archenemy. There wouldnt be much satisfaction In spoiling Claires and Max's game if doing that Involved delivering herself over, tied hand and foot. Into the power of a man like that. And could she spoil their game? Could she convince Forster that Claire and his nephew were conspiring against him? To what extent had Claire given herself away in the letter? She got It out to read It, but her gaze didnt go beyond the first two lines: Claires address written across the top. Claires flat or was It Maxs? Was Claire his mistress? That was what the relation looked like certainly. She was that sort of woman, all right, with her story of the wicked man who had ruined her when she was a mere girl, and the confession shed extorted from him. And now she was thinking of getting married and wanted It. Rhoda froze again like a pointer getting wind of a prairie chicken. Had that statement been a careless bit of truth? Did she wnnt to marry Max? And was she afraid that Forster would disinherit him If she did? With another plunge, physical as well as figurative, Ithoda opened the front window and spoke again to the chauffeur. Ive changed my mind, she said. Heres the address I want you to go to. And site read him Claires. She hadnt a doubt shed find the pair of them there, up to the elbows In her father's papers. The building before which her taxi pulled up was an oldish, three-storstone house, remodeled, as Its two front doors indicated. Into flats. Rhoda was trembling a little as she got out, but she didn't feel afraid. And she made It sound almost like a Joke when she said to the taxi driver, Walt, please. I don't think I'll be But if you do hear anybody long. screaming for help in there, come In and see who it Is. There was a momentary delay after she rang Claires bell hers was one of the top flats before the buor released the catch on the vestibule door, but Rhoda heard a door open at the top of the house the Instant she started ud the st lira A little surprising, enough, sealed-u- p ally-eve- Feature Items for Friday and Saturday, May 1 1 1-- 2 O cl p P. & G. Buy a She must get in d (e Claire's Supply Now! that Was the tir-- l tiling to dn, so si., replied, imt In tin ipies n lint to the succeeding remark. "Ye--- . she vml, as R tmeent and making her mice as amiable armii 1, it must seem rather sudden." At that Claire stepped hack un willingly from the doorway, ami Rliml i follow id her into the rather large room that seemed to he all there wi.o to the apartment, except for an alcoxo Crepe, at a great saving, Fine for picnics Hint firmed an I., which she couldn't see Into. That was where Max wos most likely It,hoil.i herself shut the . door behind her. "Well?" Cl. lire Her manner was openly hostile. Then as Rhoda, without speaking, tool; a deiiherate look around the room, she asked again, What do you want? Whats the matter with yt u? Ive come," said Ithoda, "to get A new, Delicious Cooky made with my trunk." Delightfully Fresh, Crisp Purity Your trunk? Bay. are yon crazy? Butter 42 to the What mal.es you think Ive got your Grahams. Package Bhe tried to laugh, tint It trunk? only showed how frightened she was . . . Ithoda hesitated a little oer her answer to the womans question. If Max was in t lie alcme she wished hed come out. It was hard to know where to begin unless she knew whether he was there or not. Her hesitation seemed to anger Claire, or to reassure her, she couldnt Amaizo butterscotch flavor. he sure which. "Look here, she went All flavors at a saving on truculently, you cant get away Something different with stuff like this. I dont even know what you're talking about. Are yon trying to tell me you've lost a trunk and you think I'e got it?" "Night hefo-- e last, at the Alhambra when Max' Lewis told you that I was the girl all right, because m.v first name was Rhode, you told him to find out where I lived. "1 told you that my si if this noon, Claire broke in. What's that got to Rosedale, delicious ripe whole slice do with it? in No. 2 V2 cans "And you told him, Rhoda went on, not to waste any time about it. because I might see Mr. Forster-- , ad vertisement any day and answer it." Rhoda could see that this hit of information startled her and she weit on a little more confidently. "He did find out where I lived hv going home that night with Babe, and he found out Mrs. Bert Stevens entertained at an that the studio was empty all day beinformal social evening Sunday in cause siie told him we both worked and the other girls were away. lie hoi or of Mr. and Mrs. Ammon Neb-- I tried to find out whether m.v name r of Daggett County. Othe.r guests wasn't Rhoda McFarland, hut she didnt tell him. Yesterday afternoon weie Mr. and Mrs. W. T. Amos and the studio was broken Into. The Mr. and Mrs. Harvey Smith. burglar didnt find any papers, because he didn't know where to look. But he did find three hundred dollars of mine, and he took that. Todiy, Rhoda went on, "after I'd told you that my fathers papers were In the ! trunk nnd sealed up. and after you'd out and telephoned. gone "You think Max went and got ti c We are prepared to furnish all the later varities trunk, do you, and ttiat he hrong' t it here? in Ami tliii ' Rhoda said. Yes, CORN hes in that alcove with it now." CANTILOUPES The woman gave a ticious laugh CUCUMBERS All right," she said, "go nnd see foi M or th yourself. If you can find SQUASH trunk, youre welcome to both of them MELONS Go and look, and then get out. I'vi been insulted about long enough." IN AH ARMCHAIR This wasnt the way Rhoda had ex She peeted the scene to work out Across the street or acrosi was assailed by a sudden doubt that the country; its all the the trunk might not he in the alcme same M your telephone. after all. nor Max either. Slic'd he In If a hideously uneomf mtahle Ha .g extension si.- e went and looked and nothing was conveniently placed with couldn't Yet go she away there. meam to home comout looking. This nnght he nothing fort, I t costs just a few but a magnificent bluff by Claire. cents Thank you, she said, "I will g" day. But it took all the resol u and look. tion she had to set her leg' in motion Call cur business office. down the room. The alcove contained a hi I. a taw affair, too low dry, oriental-lookinr Busness Sochi Purposes for the trunk to be under, a couple of E. A. CROOK, Manager chairs and a dressing tabic, hut n n and PAYSON trunk, no litter of papers, UTAH 1 - hadnt time to Si I W.N.U. GHT frR irtj 10 bars 1 . . . (or Toilet Paper I I1 for . . . . . Sugar Wafers 1 7c Butter Cookies 25c Pound Graham Crackers OD 2 pound box Package 2Qc J0IIO Syrup 79c 3 for 20c Pineapple 2 (or 10 pound pail Store No- 526 . . Payson, Utah Seed Time is Still Here PLANT A GARDEN NOW . x HOO MILES tele-phen- ALSO A Full Line of Early e" Varieties Payson Merc. Co. (t& g Max. Go as far as you like," said (lain Toilmp' who had followed her. closet or In th In hidden my theyre bathroom. (To be Continued) IlMHUIIIMBMaSHBE&CI Meat Specials For Saturday, May 2 cfiiJpJMphz By Mrs. A. K. Wilson TELEPHONE- - Phone fil Mr. and Mr. M. J. Biol and famand ily motored to Spring' die . unday Mrs mohcr, spent the day with thiir John Bissell. 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