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PAGE ETHTTT MEDFORD MAIL TRIBUNE, JIEDFORD, OREGON, THURSDAY, MARCH 29, 1931 v. Judith Lane by JK.l.WK HOW.UAy JYNOPSIS: Judith Dale heart Rio Tom Bevine' will read, and learnt that the hat been let mil' lion dollare by her former employ er and inttructed to finieh Bevine' bin dam project in Weetern Texat. Bhe hat a claeh with Morton Lam tere. formerly Bio Tom'l attorney, who repreeentt the Bevine helre, and to her chagrin her hutband, Norman, Lampere't law partner, tldet with Mm. She leavee the room, but Norman ttayt behind with UathUt Bevine, Chapter 16 RECONCILIATION TpHE door closed behind her, and Judith ran to the nearest eleva tor, just going down. A cab, then home, she thought. With Delphy pending the day In Galveston and Llge away, too, she would have the house alone. She could cry then, even cry those queer animal cries which seemed to relieve the Delpbys and the cook's wives. In the cab she tried to keep her mind from the scene she had left. She mustn't break down until she had reached the sanctuary of her room. Must think of something. February, lovely month In the tropical belt of Texas, Jonquils and violets In sheltered corners, a coral pink mass of japonlca "n the Main Street parkway. "How did you get here so quickly?" "I followed you right out but the elevator man slammed the door within an Inch of my nose, so I took the stairs, didn't even wait for an other car. You were Just pulling away from the curb In a taxi, but the doorman had heard you give this address so I hopped In my car and beat you here." ! "Oh," she shivered slightly, with reaction to her nervousness. "Delphy's out, Isn't she? Suppose I pad In and make a pot of coffee. And we'd better have a Are here on the hearth. There must be some thing wrong with the furnace burn ers." In her room, Judith looked Into the mirror and laughed. Her face looked like a topographical relief map, all mounds and hollows. "He didn't obey Mathlle," she sang softly as she worked with hot tow. els, cold towels, an astringent, cream, a little blue eye shadow. "Hasn't said a word about the other . . , maybe, oh maybe Big Tom was wrong . . . maybe he will see through Lampere before It's too late," SHE donned a pair of boyish blue lounging pyjamas and darted down the rear stairs to And tforman, one of Delphy's mammoth aprom Jonquils and Japonlca, thought Judy. She'd use them oriental fash- Ion In her brass opium bowl for . . . he hesitated . . , would she be giv ing that bridge luncheon tor her mother-in-law now? She paid the driver at the highway entrance, then began the climb to the cottage. Llge should have massed the bluets so they would look more like flowerlakes In the rock cups. . . . "It's what she wants," rang Mathlle'a voice -n ber ears . . . oh, there was a fully blossomed Illy of the valley. She stooped to pluck It, breathed In Its fragrance. , . , Norman let Mathlle call him a tool. He would have followed mo, but he stayed when she told him to, she thought as she opened the ball door with ber pass key. She lay purse and (loves on a small wrought-lron stand and paused to enjoy her work of the morning, purple Iris In s blue bowl. Then, pretense thrown to the winds, he tossed her hat to the newel post, ran to the sun room, threw herself on to the couch and cried, cried the queer animal cries of cooks' wives. JUDY, Judy, don't do that; don't cry like that." Norman was there. He was holding her In his arms, picking her up, carrying her to his den to bold her In his arms In a deep chair. "There, there, Judy" "S-she called , . , you a fool . . . , told you to stay and you . , . you did," Bobbed Judy. "If I'd stayed, would I hove been here?" questioned Norman with masculine logic. Judith reached tor the handker chief he offered. Hor own, a sodden mall ball, had been discarded en route. "No," she choked, then re luctantly, as though realization of what he said had penetrated "No, you were here when I came In, weren't you?" "Yes, I stood at the window and watched you tidmlrlng your work al the way up the hill, You haVe no modesty at all, Judith DaK. ... and look at the poor Illy you plucked, crushed . Judith sat up, looked at the Illy, , then her husband, "My nose shines nd It'a all red, Isn't It?" "Isn't It ahlne. or doesn't It red?" he teased. "Yes to both." tied about his middle, bending ovei the stove. "Have some scrambled eggs with me?" he Inquired cheerily. "Didn't have time for lunch , . . like your bacon crisp too, don't you . . . and will you make some toast?" Judith made the toast, disappeared into the basement and returned with a glass of Jelly "Grape, jiade It myself," she announced proudly, turning the quivering purple mass Into a dish. And then the telephone rang. "Mrs. Dale," came a voice over the wire, "this la a reporter for the Union speaking. Mrs. Dale, we un derstand your first purchase made with Bevlns' money Is to be a dia mond necklace." Judith gasped, then held her tem per on a tight leash. Clla had told her that. "Troat a newspaperman right and he'll risk his job to give you the right break on a Btory. Get high hat and the fury the woman scorned brags about Is a mere tem pest In a toapot." Judith laughed. "I'll admit I'm going to buy rocks," she said, "but not that kind. If you'll come down to Judge Morgan's office with ma some time tomorrow I'll give you an accurate account of how the money will be spent ... no, not Ok me, nor mine, but on the Bevlns dam. Ploase, sir, won't you help mel I'm still acting In the capacity of a secretary, and evory penny goes to the construction of the dam." "What do I get out of It?" She pr.used a moment She wanted to say, heartache, misrepresentation, but realised the futility. "Not a thins unless I am hired as a stenographer, then f receive a minimum salary, and living expenses If I go on loca tion." Later, her foce brightened: "Thank you," she said sincerely, and, stack in a colorful array ot dishes on the tea wagon, told Norman ot the con versation. "He said, he may get fired, but he'll try to write the kind ot a yarn he's come to the conclusion 1 de serve." "Fine," said Norman, heartily, as tbey formed a procession and marched to his den. fCopyrtoht. 19H. by Jeannt Bowman) i Norman, tomorrow, throws an other monktywrtnoh , MARANVILLE'S ANKLE BROKEN IN PRACTICE 6T. PETERSUima, Fill., March 30. (AP) Wslter (Ribblt) Mamnvllle Boston Braves' veteran tnflelder, broke bU ankle today in the eighth inning of the exhibition game between the Braves and the New York Yankees. DIVORCE AGREED ON BY RUTH AND HUBBY HOLLYWOOD, Cal.. March 39. (AP) The w pa ration announced Monday night between Ruth Chatterton and Qeorge Brent of the film will be made permanent by divorce, the Irish actor said today. COLLEGE WOMEN By 8IGRJD ARNE WASHINOTON. (AP Restricted professional employment of recent years has not made it Impossible for the Intelligent college woman to find a Job If she really wants one. "Such women,'1 says Mrs. Jouett Shouse, "are still fitted Into indus try and the professions, although It usually takes longer and the pay la not so large." Mrs. Shouse helped to establish and now aids In directing the Insti tute of Women's Professional Rela tions, a privately endowed research group which ihas headquarters at Women's college of the University of North Carolina. It Is the only clearing house in the country for inforrnatlon on pro fessional opportunities for women. Through it Mrs. Shouse is able to determine how the depression has affected .the trained woman worker. 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