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I M1 21, 1359 THE REGISTER-GUARD, EUGENE, OREGON 7 TsER'AL STORY j WAR AND A WOMAN I qPTTY WALLACE ' eowmoHT. . ! by BE i 1 T net n.v,et. ,NC CHAPTER XIII t -,,-nda'" Startled out of his I yf,rit Cameron was grab- u. ' d0 fcl-' . . , nn the steDS tftSSd . doi. Behind ,sd if heard a tiny metallic f,S U.e Platinum and dia "22? Ji.gnSnt ring fell to the "2? Si Then she was stum rfl taside, closmg the door ""mi U She stood with her V? ' "'T, it, her breath coming long minute before she '' 'pstat George would not the bell, nor hammer on the 'Id He'd 8 ,w,y' 1uletIy- She w, him that well. ittTi not realize untl much f, her subconscious mind XcKmst the will she had ':1JS I on herself. "Break the iSSSwA" Jimmy had pleaded. I replied that she couldn't, fi veT almost before his air C bid time to UteoB from th k that blind impure to tear lSs ring off her finger had Jjed her on. A With a sinking heart, she r. Wred Daddy. If she didn't ??mtt George quickly. Daddy uld bear of this. He must not l "Shocks," Dr. Logan had or-fieti- Vhat a monster she was f' becoming! What a selfish, insane i fool! j But on Monday, she could not f force herself to telephone George. ' j, wt! better over. No matter what ' 'i-pened. this much was finished. "; If only she could hide it from H ruddy a little while, until he was stronger. j She dresded the time when Sniddy would ask, "Where's -1 George? He hasn't come to see inyet when the day came only i three days after that fatal Sunday 4 -she managed to answer, lightly .enough. "He's been busy at the laboratory, I suppose." Her lather looked at her. "Linda, I you're keeping something from at I've tried to get it out of J. Rourke, but she's like a clam j when she wants to be." The palms of her hands were (wet. and her mouth was dry. No i shocks, Dr. Logan had ordered. No rtiocks. "How funny of you, a Daddy, to think I'm hiding a deep, I dirk secret," she managed to say. "What could I possibly be hiding?" 1 "You've quarreled with George, 5 haven't you?" The quiet voice was ,4 implacable. "You never used to lie to me. Linda. But now, behind your smiling, you're not the same girl. Can't you confide in me? Tell me what's wrong." She bent forward and touched the frail, veined hand. "Nothing's wrong, Daddy. Really." "I want you to be happy," he persisted. ""If you've found that George can't make you happy, that's all right. I I don't mind as much as you think my dear." He patted her hand affectionately. "Sometimes I thought it was my influence that was the only cause for your ever having become in terested in George. I used to won der if it was wise. Because you're so young and alive the way your mother was " Her mother. She had died when Linda was a baby. Daddy seldom mentioned her, his grief and loss had gone too deep. "George is a fine man, Linda. You know what I think of him as a scientist and teacher. But when I saw you two together, some times, I had my doubts. I re fused to face them." He smiled in a wry way. "I told myself that your youth and beauty were not as vulnerable as they seemed to me. I told myself you were enough my daughter to value George's mind, his scholarly achievements. I was an old fool, my dear. You are your mother's daughter. She married me for no reason in the world except that we loved each other." Linda was weeping helplessly before he finished speaking. How correctly he had read her heart! She ached with love for him. But there was more to it than this. Much more. There were still those bombers, black against the sky; still Marcia, with her trusting brown eyes. "I didn't want to lie to you, Daddy," she sobbed. "But I couldn't bear to hurt you." "Darling, it will always hurt me more cruelly to have you keep the truth from me. I'm your father, surely I can understand anything you feel is right . . ." She didn't feel that those planes were right. She hated them. This other problem was one she must face and fight alone. Daddy didn't ask her what had precipitated her quarrel with George. All he said was, "Come here, Linda." He kissed her fore head. Then he was holding her in tils arms as he had held her on those lone ago days when she had skinned a knee or stubbed a toe. "My little girl. My dear, dear little girl." Rourke found them like that FLAPPER FANNY By Sylvia - Cert. 1M IV MA MVVMf , MG.-T. H. KM. U. ft. AT. Oft. 1 1- 'hafs the idea? I've called you three times." I'm gettin' in trainin' for when school beging." SIDE GLANCES l you come to dinner Tuesday nicht? I'll tet that tkusbtcr baw't toy other date."' when she came in with the tray. "A fine mess!" she grunted. "Get off that bed. girl." Grudgingly, she added, 'Go on. stav here if you want to. I'll be glad of a few minutes away from this room. He's been grumpy as an old bear!" 'I won't be now. Miss Rourke." Daddy promised humbly. "I'm very happy again. Happy and re lieved." "Get along with ye! What'd vou think the child had done, robbed a bank?" "I'll run downstairs and get Tiberius," Linda smiled. "I'll be like old times again." "Bring up the manuscript from Milan, too," Daddy told her. "I haven't looked at it since I've been in bed." The evening paper was lying on the hall table. Linda took that, too, on her way back upstairs. But Daddy waved it aside. "Give me the manuscript." Rourke threatened to stay out half the night, seeing a movie over twice. "I always see them twice, so I can remember better." "I'll be right here till you get back," Linda said. She fixed her father's pillows, adjusted the bed lamp. She straightened and tidied the room for the night, feeling a new and sweet peace pervade her. After Daddy was settled with his pre cious manuscript, and miles away from her, she sat down herself and picked up the evening paper. . Bad news. Bad news. She glanced at headlines impatiently, wanting not to connect them with the Naw or with Jimmv Suddenly a line of black tvpe jumped up at her. Linda stif fened, her fingers crumbling the edges of the newspaper. She must be dreaming! But she had cer tainly read Jimmy's name. Swiftly, her eyes were skim ming over the column heads again. There it was. "TWO NAVAL OFFICERS KILLED IN CRASH." And under that, "LIEU TENANTS JAMES COOPER AND T. D. RYLAND INJURED AS CRACK NAVAL BOMBER BURNS." (To Be Continued) Three-fourths of the farms in Florida are devoted to citrus crops. There are several hundred Brit ish Isles. There are said to be 400 build ings of 20 stories or more in the U. S., half of them in New York. I jSaf Jv FOOLERY Fall half haven't advanced past the foolish stage. If one car! bejleve In this John Frederics' creation, worn by Stella Aloisia in New York. 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