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Show ; CHARACTERS IN THE STORY ! jvNE RlH RIS. private secrfM ury employed b ropi:hts. MiiiimiiaiM' Insurance WLgt, who propose? to Jane after his I ,iv0rn- in whi h h;i , been mno-Irfallv mno-Irfallv named. After his death, lane IroDtii'1" ,0 vork in tho offlce under; E manavPtiM-iii "i In- son E HARHV R' iI'iKUTS. a young waiter, I b0 has inherited i ho weak traits or KM3 actr?s mother who eloped with' I flddler Harry asks Jntie to marry I f Sim to fulfill bis father's dying wlsllj ft a i lane Is engaged to SORM VN TR R VERSE I popular I r.oveUst GERAir TRAVERSE, hit brother,! ; h. a druc addict rane'i mother lior?es him I Jane and Norman visll the studio i lnwrtniei" thev liavi rented ofl Con-, Con-, ',-,r - ii' iUi'.'h, ;u tisl In : Kttes them to the artists' ball, whore 18 gold-n dp1 b to be given 10 the Kggt beautiful girl. Installment No. 49 STUDIO LIFE E The artist wa a Frenchman lie, I wSS loobinK at rane w itb opt n ad Djiratieii Tr. '.'i.-' nm above be- K jealous, and il was with effort! decontrolled himself as he objei i I I've been tii artists' ball before, lied 1 do n'i en i to take in;. Ii.-ncv I ,o such argils argi-ls "Orgy?" the artist laughed. ''My liar fellow, 1 am sure you are prejudiced. preju-diced. There are some parties I must, I B1(jnit in th' ' hat are Toot jusl well, thai is-I is-I 'That's jusl it I've been to them," I frawrs' said unplei intlj 1 and 1 re Jt tbey are not the sort oi parties ' to which I should cure to introduce mny future wife." I I jano was hln Inn- with embarrss- Dieui ; ashamed ,.; her ow n d -n '"-" hi th irtlstl I tiii than i" 1 u sh vai shod ed a! what Norman w - recount in- against tbe affair was there one year when an ar- ii't'? modi l i;i i : ii i ham p.cne they had to throw her into the twimunmt ""l to iv iv h r," Traverse Tra-verse said i "Great pool that. When they are lU In costume one might imagine we I were back in th days of th- Roman 1 Uti, eh "" Mi' I .!'.'' in - ii i onino-n i i i Bah," Travel grunted and lit a uzarette indiflen 3 I The artist walked uboul ihe studio brazenly, studying th posters and 1 r chine- on ... h. i it-- 1 IbOOks that In, , "irn-qti';, ;inl I I pausing tin.il.; ! n d piano iflt "You sing. -II' "A little." He rueh. d o arm ga 1 1 I "Do, pleasi ins n i he be.-'' ! Ill Jan" loklng at 31 Traver.-' at a loss to I I kwhat to do ! ' i to i" ' ii II her fiauc - leased It uttuatlon Do you ish mi i ng, dear "' . the a.-'.- 'I m eklj . y "(. ''I'l.L !. II, i I r . , . m Jane flu hed wl m i. ill she was i spirit an mdivid- I Oil with opil.H'1: "I In i o-. n II' t cause, shi oi bis man, had ' be dir. a. I'. Mi . . . ; i po roughlv"" - "I shall b i harmi d to ilng for jrou, B r jnons'lear. ' ;P declared arbitrarily, -;l'n.--' ' - ' ' i' " 'I thO kl j r 11 T; . . , cigarette and , ,, i , .in his fa- vorlte rac k As Jane warWe(J rough an Irish air. accompanied by Ujeaofi tinkling 61 tbe very n, piano fttro?e t PUf,ed' S,onnil' m rong tobacco to v,n, bis dispieas- iKS??heke ?e before was niiH , r ck lD hi8 alcoe den I filled with rare varieties, includ mg Bvea an opium pipe flli n!1 18 charmingl) the arMst de Marod ardently, when she had fin j hJolT C0Uf 1,0(1 ilgai,lst the strong to-, bag atnoke bui s-ubbornu ,0m naenced another Bong Norman looked up in surprtai evident that jane Rfchaxdj did not intend to be a bullied wife He was rather pleased, however, with her show of Independence .lane was singing I Love You run By ihr tlxpe she had fmbthed. i raverse was quite i Harmed out of hit jealous mood. Me put awav his pipe and won i oyer io hor side enthUSlM-ticalls enthUSlM-ticalls ""That was lovely, Jane." he said af-fectionally. af-fectionally. and patted her upon the shoulder She took his hand and rubbed it against her cheek . 'Tm glad you liked it. dear' she said sotil Norman did not know that there were tears in her eyes, and that she had been singing that sonf to him with all her heart ' 1 love you tmly. I lo, e you irulv. dear.'' She rcmembi red what Norman had .-aid about quarrels Was it true that all lovers must quarrel? Jane had resolved that she would never do anything any-thing to displease Norman to make posslblr even tho sUchiest rift in the lute. et today a : trang artist had entered their honeymoon home arid urged her to sing aga nst her bus band's wishes. A sentimental Frenchman French-man With a silly little black mrietacbe She did not like him. Jane did not gueai that Norman's disagreeable manner was due to Jealousy, Jeal-ousy, he only resented ihiit he had made her feel insignificant before their r eighbor. The first song had been a gay rollicking Irish turn' defiance. defi-ance. The second song had been her heart's cry love I love you truly Everything that the world could possibly pos-sibly mean lo her was N'ormanV love That is why when the artist tried to nudge her and make eyes behind Norman's Nor-man's back, Jane turned about tempestuously tem-pestuously and cried "Norman, let's gel out of this place. Let'j take a walk. I need air and I'm lira,! nf hngrlli" :itimil BPttat'a models and champagne parties." The suave fellow with the black. mustache, bowed toward tho door. He kissed Jams hand. "I love you! I regret only that you cannol sing another Bong, mademoiselle, mademoi-selle, but 1 must not detain lov. rs " The way he pronounced lovers-made lovers-made Norman want to kick the fellow out bodily, but be kept pose as he said politely : "We. too. re sorry that you cannol remain longer, but Miss Richards ttnd I are du' to meat her mother lor lea." To meet her mother, ch?" he laughed. "Not a little time even to hold the band I wish I Were Whai sou American" call In your boots, eh?" Jane turned her back, but Norman quiatl saw the fellow out. When Traverse returned irom the hall, he took Jane in hit) arms hungri 1 and kissed her ' Sweetheart. 1 love you! I'm ashamed that 1 was Jealous of tha. stupid ass!" Jane looked at him dlmlv through tears as she questioned: "Norman, do you suppose it is Im proper for me to be here alone with vou1" Whv durling' Isn't this, our lulure home?" Aren't we eroing to be married next week?" Yes. but the way that man looked at me. the -way bo nudged and pinched nn arm When your back was turned -Ob. Norman. Is all the world suspicious and wicked?" "You little goose!" he laughed (Copyright. 19?, by the Roll Syndicate Syndi-cate Inc.) Another flue installment of this Story tomorrow nn |