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rEDF0TlT5 M5TTJ TRIBUNE, ITEDTOTtD. OTCEGON. SUNDXT, TUNE 5, 1932. PXGE EIGHT By OLKNN CHarriM aiul tut roiUisTMt TAILSPIN TOMMY The "Padmini" Changes Hands Again! Can't Marry I You BYNOFBIS! Jenny Kevell over heart a conversation between her cousin Oeorgle and Uarth Aveney which eht bellevee retert to Georgle't eeoret engagement to Bddte Toumsend. She It unhap py, because ehe liked Aveney when ehe first met him that eve ning, ami he teemt to prefer Oeorgle- Unknown to Jenny. ' Aveney hae been testing out Oeorgle't loyalty to her employer Oration Hatching, She hae an unusual lob, complicated by iinohlng't eccentrio regulations euch as hie threat of discharging any woman In hit employ who marrtee. fieorgte has promised to marry Bddle tomorrow, eince he agrees to keep the marriage secret to that ehe can go on with her work, which pays very well. She hat made plant tor the marriage which call tor Jenntt coopera tion. Undiscovered in the next room, Jenny heart Aveney toy to Oeorgle. Mf'm going to lustily myself. And then. "Good night Hut Loyalty. I'm forgiven then! Cbsptei t DEAD SECRET IS'POSB to. I'm find you feel ashamed of jrourielt, though," Georgia was saying to Aveney. "1 doD't know that 1 feel ashamed exactly. After all, yon agree that I wasn't given any choice. But you've been magnifi cent. He ought to thank bla sun for you," Jenny heard Aveney an swer. "He won't Takes me for. grant ad. Goodnight." Jenny burrowed down Into her pillows. "He." she bad no doubt, waa Eddie. And Garth Aveney was quite right, Eddie ought to thaok his stara for his splendid Georgia. He probably did. Jenny really couldn't agree that be took Georgle one scrap for granted. And now Gartb Aveney, dismissed, empty-handed, was driving alone through the gleaming street. He would not carry even the abadow of laughter, now. The cool linen comforted Jenny'a aching eyes. It waa not that ehe waa crying oh, no, not that; only only It waa bitter bard to care so much tor someone who, whether she wanted him or not, - was , Georgle's. "Jenny!" , Georgle had clicked on tbe light . and atood amased Id tbe doorway Jenny struggled up. "I bad a headache, Georgle, and I felt 1 couldn't face the Crescendo, ' io I came atralgbt home. Mr, Vale ' didn't mind a bit; aome friends of ' his, stage-people, were going on ther and be Joined them. Any ' way. It waa no fun for blm once you and Mr. Aveney couldn't stay." 'Avenevl" Georgia laughed. She sounded pleased, discomfited, amused all In one. She came and sat on tbe edge of the bed. "Gartb Aveney brought me back from Rochester Gate 1 didn't feel like the Crescendo, either," "Mr, Aveney Is awfully Interest ed In you. Isn't bet" It waa what Jenny had determined not to say; and she bad asld It. "Oh Aveney r repeated Georgle. "He's a queer Dsn. But be'a a good sport. I'll tell you all about him one day." With that she brushed blm out of the conversa tion. "I've aometblng far more thrilling to talk about now. Ed and I are getting married, Jon, to morrow. At mid-day. Ed'a flying tonight, but ha aeema to think he can be back In time. The cere mony la to be kept a dead secret but yon must come." "Oh, Georglel Oh, I am so glad you're marrying Ed, after till" "But, you dear little fool, whom else did 1 aver thUk of marrylngf "As long aa no one actually spies on ma during the next week, the risk Isn't too terrible." Georgle con tinued, and lit a cigarette. "After that, wltb Ed away, I can alwaya spin aome yarn any yarn. Even " ehe giggled suddenly "that It waa you Eddie married, not me!" 8he .sobered suddenly and aat taring at her cousin. "Infant, tbat'a rather an Ideal The Old Man knows we share the aame names. At a plncb 1 could tell him but, of course, the plncb la not remotely likely to coma Only If It did. well Eddla would never know It, out there In Mexico. And you wouldn't mind, would your It wouldn't ssaka the faint est difference to you? Would It? . . . Well, would itr "N-no," stammered Jenny. "No, 1 suppose I shouldn't mind." Bhe was taken aback, tingling with that sense of affront thut Georgle could ao suddenly rouse In her. How how dared Georgle coarse-grained, reckless, success ful bow dared she? Then, on to the dark screen of ber anger slid the outline of a tall man walking away from ber with out farewell; threading his path eagerly round a crowded room to pata out at a door through which Georgle had gone, ... Fresh, Clean Air Provided Now In Espee Coaches BAN FRANCISCO (Special) "Man-made weather." produced to meet the comfort requirement of railroad paaaengera irrespective of the season or the clime, today had be come a part of the stocs-ln-trada of Southern Pacific company. The new service feature was Intro duced In the form of fourteen new alr-condlttoned dining cars, the moat advanced type of paaaenirer train equipment which will be utlllrvd on the transcontinental runs of South ern Pacific's crack flan Pranclsco Overland Limited and Oolden flute Limited trains. Employing the laUat system of air- conditioning, the cars ere kept con stantly flooded with freah. clean elr. weaned free of duet and other im purities and with temperature miin uined at correct relative humidity "No- she said heavily, "li wouldn't make tbe faintest differ ence to me." Old Gratton Matching took on bla bedside telephone, gave the number of bla general manager, shook the Instrument viciously when no voice Immediately an awered him and, holding tbe ear piece In position reabsorbed blm self In bis model dynamos. "Who's that?" he muttered ab sently when at last tbe voice ol Harold H. Croze came to blm. "No, 1 dldo't ring you up- Tes, 1 did." His voice climbed to Its nerve-racking squeak. "Yes, 1 did, 1 wanted you to know that my nephew, a complete stranger to my secretary, tbla eve ning offered ber (25,000 down, $2,600 a year, bait her salary to repeat the esr'matee that bave gone by plane tonight. And ehe refused and reported the bribe to me. . . . Naturally be waa acting on my In structions who else's? . . . Ton didn't know ber salary waa so blghf Let me tell you tbat unless she's fool enough to get married, It'll be half as high again before she's done." His squeak became almost a scream. "Only person who can hear what 1 say. ..." He threw aside tht telephone, switched off the lamp and, fum bling for a pear-drop, lay aucklng contentedly In tbe darkness. Jenny etrayed Into a park with a gasp of gratitude. She had an hour to wait before Georgle got married; here was tbe place to wait In. She aat down on a bench and a tabby cat came and began to sidle round ber. It was a fat, friendly cat and Jenny hoped It would not eoon go away; she would have enticed It on to ber lap but sba had on a clean voile frock. Not by any means a "wedding-garment" Oeorgle nad been emphatic about the omission of wedding garments. "If we can all three slip In and especially out of the City Hall without attracting atten tion, we've a good chance of get ting away with tbe whole scheme." "Yes, I tan see that. I should think so long aa Eddie Isn't recog nized we shall manage all right It'a afterwards, Georgle, when I'm at tbe hotel, tbat your secret will want such a lot tf keeping." But Oeorgle had not admitted tbat Tbe Janitor of the apart ment could be squared heaps of people, tf the worst came, could be squared. When Jenny had Installed ber belongings In the nicest room she could find In the nearby hotel, would she be a helpful pet and call at an employment agency about a really competent dally servant and hang the expense? ... Of course, Jenny would: and did. And by one of those chances that do occasionally happen, before sbe bad even finished explaining "Mrs. Townsend's" requirements to the clerk, a cheery, capable-looking woman came In who aeemed quite pleased to be engaged to start work next Monday. So that Jenny, who had allowed a full hour for this task, found her self at a loose end. She didn't want to go back to the hotel, which waa stuffy; or to tbe apartment where Georgia, an efficient whirlwind, waa transforming tbelr tiny lumber room Into a dressing-room for Ed die. So she made a leisurely way downtown. Sitting now on her bench, Jenny looked across the snapdragon-bed and tried to Identify the building from tbe back, , . . She saw a man lower a green blind at a win dow and thought that might well be the room In which this furtive wedding would take place.. Furtive! She caught her breath. She had no right to call It that Georgle couldn't ever do anything furtive. If she and Eddie had agreed that the Job at Matchlng'a must be kept at any and every coat and certainly It made a differ ence tbat Eddie waa soon to go so tar away and for a whole year- Jenny, In a tangle, atopped harangu ing herself. A man a tall, allm-bullt man- swung round the corner and came past the snapdragooa. Jenny'a finger under tbe tabby cat'a Imperi ously lifted chin went rigid. A mild olamor went up In her heart will he see me will he stop will he pass on? . , , And then. like an axe hacking at the roots of a budding tree, there pounded In upon her tie knowledge that If GeorgU's secret were to be kept, Oartb Aveney must pass on his way without seeing Georgle's cousin there at all (CopirrlcM Julia Clstt-Addams) How can Janny hide? 8he mutt, lomortow, and yet she wants Avtney to ate her. by thermostatic control, K. W. Clapp, senreal passenger traftlo manager (or Southern Pacific, expressed belief that ht cars will grestly enhance travel comfort In both summer and winter. 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