PA"GE EIGHT
MEPFOTJD MAIL TRTBUNE, MEDFORD, OREGON. SUNDAY, JUNE 26, 1932.
You Cant Marry
ftiyJ- . by Julia Clttl-Mda J&&
...vl'XIB: Georgle Tou-nsend
i. i told Uarth Aveney that her
I'.ueln, Jenny, married Eddie
Towneend. to that Aveney't unci;
Oratton Hatching, von't ditcharge
her at ha doet alt married uomen
employeet. Jenny mull keep
, Oeorgie'e tecret, though the love
Areney. who betieret Jenny hat
ben farting Kith him.
Chapter 26
"WHAT FRIGHTENED YOU?"
IT had (lipped out almost without
ber knowing It He shrugged
again.
"Oh, but whjr nott After all, you
bad said you were leaving ber aoon
. . . You don't remember Baying
that?"
Yes, she remembered It. She bad
meant aomethlng Tery different,
but, now, It titled fiendishly Into bla
disdain of ber. Everything seemed
to be fitting In except that one
strange cry of bis to Oeorgle: "He
ought to tbank his stars for you!"
Whoever that bad been aald of, It
could not have been said of Eddie.
Garth Aveney was Ignorant of what
lay between Georgia and Eddie
Townsend. He had never guessed
and be did not guess now. And
Jenny could not tell him, because
of her promise to Georgle.
. "You look depressed." He was
leaning slightly towards her. The
servants had left the room, the
short, perfect dinner was nearly
"I suppose," said Jenny wildly,
"that BrlgltU Deerlng will be
there?"
"I'm hoping so, Jenny Revell. She
la very lovely. Isn't she?" He
came a step nearer. "But not as
lovely aa you are, standing there
hating me. You hate me, don't you,
ior finding you out!"
"Not for that," said Jenny, her
Hps oddly stiff. "I do bate you, but
I can't tell you why, yet."
He came nearer still. His arm
brushed hers. The delicate haze of
the cigarette lay upon them both.
"More explanations, Jenny?"
"I will never forgive you," she,
whispered. "When you understand,
you'll have that to endure, too
that I will never forgive you!"
'Well, and I'll never forgive you,
so we can stop moralizing. It you
want to go up to the Old Man, Jenny,
I am not, you know, preventing you.
I am not holding you here yet"
He was not holding her but she
gasped as ahe wrenched herself out
of the charmed circle; faint, sweet
base and Intoxicating nearness
She found herself walking rap
Idly across the huge drawing-room
and out Into the hall. Presently the
butler was at her side and conduct
ing v r up the biggest staircase that
she bad ever seen.
At a bend, she - -.red down. For a
"You ire Insulting" Jenny pushed
done. "I wish you wouldn't You
played aucb an amusing game with
me, quits slick and clever why
can't you take a hiding with a amlle?
After all, I was bound to find you
out, wasn't I? I agree it's a pity
t found you out before we bad our
day together; but you were gam
bling a bit with me there, really you
were!" Ha raised his alasa to her
and for the first time he deliberately
touched her his hand covered hers.
"I drink to you, Jenny Revell. To
the cleverest little ramp I've ever
met!" 1
. She (elt as she bad when Georgia
had turned upon her, aa though the
words aha beard were blows. She
shrank away from them la panic
ant then suddenly and furiously she
- was on her feet, his hand thrown
aside and bis glass overturned be
tween them.
"I wish to go home. You are In
sulting yon your opinion of me
Oh, I'm not like that!" She
pushed away frpm blm, blinded with
tears. "Even If I can't explain yet
you should not think such things
of me!"
"Explain? Jenny, Is there any
explanation you can honestly give?"
She caught her breath on a sob.
He, too, had risen. He looked quite
different No laughter now, but an
agar sterness-ah, he couldn't be
Indifferent to her If ha could look
Ilka that! If she aald quit simply.
"It waa Georgle, not I," what would
ahe sea In his eyes? If be believed
her, what would ahe?
If! He waa smiling again, eool
and detached. Searching in a thin
case for a particular cigarette.
"No, on second thoughts, don't
let's have any explanations, Jenny.
They're boring things and often ao
painfully unconvincing."
"I should Ilka to go home."
"Without aeelng the Old Man?
Now, there you hare a conquest
A real one."
She held fiercely on to ber resent
ment When Georgle had permitted
her to speak, aha would hurt him
for this. For every separate cruelly,
she would hurt him.
"Are you aura Mr. Matching
wants to see me?"
"He was most Insistent If you'll
excuse me, though, I'll send you up
to him under other escort than
mine. I'm due to meet Vale and a
party at the Crescendo."
away from him, blinded with teara
second she thought that Garlb Ave
ney watched her go; then she was
sura thst she had been mistaken.
Anyway, It was of no Importance.
When Georgle allowed her to speak,
she would speak once and forever.
After that, she need never see him
again.
She bad ao often listened to
Georgle'a stories of this part of the
house, that aha was not aurprlsed
by It as a stranger would bare been.
Here was tbe corridor where one's
feet rang a warning bell; and here
was the dim, strange room and the
frail old form in the tent of a bed.
She wondered It he would offer her
a bag of sweets; she hoped not, she
liked so few.
"You've come, have you?" rasped
the voice from the bed. "Eh? Well,
you're a pretty thing In all that sil
ver. Come hers and sit down.
Quietly, It you can people can't be
quiet nowadays."
"I'm used to being quiet. Ara you
111? Or Just tired?"
"What'a It got to do with you?
You don't care how tired I get Too
tired to carry on any longer, but I
don't flatter myself anybody cares.
Does my young nephew care? Not
he! He steps into my shoes tomor
row, tskes my place, carries on my
work. His boss now, from tomor
row. Answerable to me, but to ma
alone." The grumbling voice rose
and fell. "Well, what do you think
of him? Eh? Think he'll shape?"
Jenny, very troubled, quite unable
to answer the unexpected question,
turned her head and looked from
one to the others of the strange
things about her. Tha light waa
concentrated upou the table near
tbe bed, but ahe could make out a
great deal ot rich, ahadowed carv
ing and some big pictures In the
sort ot frames that Grandfather had
liked. Except for the bed, nothing
In the room suggested a sleeping
apartment It had much mora the
air of an antique shopl
She started suddenly. Something
had moved In tha deepest shadow.
'What frightened you?" asked the
old man In the bed. Apparently ha
had not taken his eyes from her. "la
there someone there?"
(Cof-v-ioM. Julia Cleft-Addamt)
"What's batwaan you and my
Rraat-naphaw Avanfly?" Oratton
latching aika Jtnny tomorrow.
ELEPHANT FOSSILS
NEAR COLOSSEUM
ROMS (AH i Workmen dlxjlng a
few yards from the ancient Roman
Colosseum excavated the remains of
a beast that Inhabited the site prob
ably 25.000 years before Roman civi
lisation. Thy found part of the heal, a
molar tooth and a link nine fret
long of an "eleplu Intlquua," the
?iant forerunners of the present ele
phant family of Africa and India.
The find waa made only eight feet
under the paving level of the sate old
and now ruined Roman Temple of
Peace, The remains, now toMlllzed.
were taken to a museum.
Real Ratals ot Insurance Leave it
to Jones, f boos JM,
Woodmen Adopt
New Policy Forms
PORTLAND. Ore., June J (AP
Additional forma of Insurance cer
tificates which more fully meet mod
ern Insurance needa have been adopt
ed by the Woodmen of the World In
quadrennial hear) camp session here.
A doubts Indemnity clauae to protect
members up to 60 years of site has
been adopted as a rider lor present
and future certificate holders.
Klamath Youth
Drowns In River
KLAMATH PALLS. Ore., June U
(API Leo Routa, 1, of Klamath
Palls, drowned In the Link river here
Thursday. The boat In which he
and two small glrla were riding cap
aired while the children were try
lltst o get It to ahnre after It had
developed a leak. The two girls got
ashore safely. Routs' body was re
covered.
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