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THE REGISTER-GUARD, EUGENE, OREGON
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TsER'AL STORY
j WAR AND A WOMAN
I qPTTY WALLACE ' eowmoHT. .
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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
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'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. It's
at monkey hat.
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CHARM Enthusiastic Britons
rail this picture of a slimmer,
more chic, Queen Elisabeth the
"year's but photo of Her Majes
ty." It was taken th" queen
attended a garden parly. Embroi
dery on the hat snatches that on
dies.
LITTLE ORPHAN ANNIE
Three Faces East
By HAROLD GRAY
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