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X/T l/V f Q r (?) go x y^jT r \yy J VL^ » - INSTALLMENT i WHAT HAS CJONE BEFORE Giles Chittenham swears to avenge the death of his young half-brother Rodney, driven to suicide by the notorious Julie FarroW who had spurned his love. He will make Julie lovei him, then throw her aside as she threw Rodney. He meets her in Switzerland, goes with her to the hotel on the St. Bernard Pass, and succeeds in winning her love. To his amazement, he dis covers that he has fallen overwhelm ingly in love with her himself! And he is married, to an American girl ■with whom he has nothing in com mon. Then he discovers that # this girl is not the same Julie Farrow who' ruined Rodney, but her cousin of, the same name. She scorns him when he confesses his love and his inability to marry her. They later in London, where she is going the pace that kills. Another man, Lawrence Schofield, wants to marry her, in spite of her wild life. Through his friend, Lombard, Giles Chittenham meets the "other Julie," the notorious woman who had ruined Rodney's life. NOW GO ON WITH THE STORY. • 1 She sat besj/ie him. and her voice and her laugh, and her little tricks of manner sometimes made it seem impossible that she was not the same woman who had come so happily to his arms in the cold bleak room of the little hotel high up in the moun tains. She told Giles frankly that she had been a little nervous of meeting him. "I thought perhaps the family hatred had extended itself to you," she said bitterly. "Life is very un kind to some of us, Mr. Chittenham. I am glad you do not hate me as badly as I had expected you would." Chittenham hesitated. "When I was on the other side of the world my hatred for you was a very real and vit&l thing," he said gravely. "I used to hope for an opportunity to, well—" He shrug ged his shoulders and smiled. " 'Avenge' is such a melodramatic word, isn't it?" "There is no other word that gives quite the same explanation," she answered. "Don't you still hope for il?" "No." "What made you change?" Gilea looked away from her down the crowdejd little restaurant, and in an aching imagination, he saw again" the bare ugly room of the mountain hotel, and heard the wind howling as it flung the soft snow against the windows. "Something happened—" he said. She did not answer at once, then she said quietly: ' CUREX (Quickly Heals Eczema, Pimples Itch, Sores, Athletic,. Foot, etc. Sold on Money-back guarantee at Abernethy's Choate & Browne WBKWJ&m I JPHgggy - xkffMK HpArlnrhpf Everybody has it once in a nCall«t>llC» while. It may be due to 1 a thousand knd one different causes. The way to cure a Headache is to find and remove the cause. Suppose it takes days or w&ks to find tho cause—what will you do in the meantime? Continue to suffer? I , Why should you, when yod .can get DR.MBLES'ANTI-PAIN FILLS •. : , r . ; f > - , » • n / - - They relieve quickly. Use them for muscular pains and functional pains even when these pains are so severe that you think iyotf are suffering from Rheumatism, Neuralgia, Scia tica* Lumbago. Get them at your Drug Store, / 25 fpr 26 cents 125 for SI.OO | "Well, whatever It was, I'm glad. 1 don't want to be hated any more. I don't think any one—even your mother —could hate me~any more If she knew what I know." "What do you mean?" Julie lowered her voice. "If you would like to drive home with me afterwards I will tell you." "What is it you were going to tell me?" Giles asked after they got into her car. He felt an immense euriosity in this woman, and also an inexpllcible pity for her, Which somehow angerejl him. According to all accounts she was worthless and heartless, and yet . . . once before he hud blulndered into tragedy through listening to and be lieviifg the things other people said. The car stopped. "We are just home," Julie said. "Come in, and I will tell you." Julie threw herself down into a big chair with a sigh. * Giles said nothing. He . stood leaning against the mantel-shelf looking down at her, vaguely con cious of something tragic that seem ed to have stolen into the room dur ing the last few moments. Sudden ly Julie raised her eyes. "I'm glad you don't ask thousands of questions." she said. "You're such a restful person, Mr. Chitten ham. I can be quite sure that you won't say' Oh, my God!' or anything like that when I tell you that I am going to 'die." "I don't look like it, do I?" she queried whimsically. "Hut it's true, all the same. It's quite signed and sealed, with no lt4»pe of a reprieve. I've beemto every specialist in Lon don who would my money, and they all say the same thing. There could be an operation, but I won't have it. I hate the idea of the knife, especially as it can't be a cure —but only just a way of prolong ing life for a little while. I don't tTiink I want to prolong it either. It's not been such fun when one looks back." "What are you going to do then?" "I'm going abroad. Couldn't bear the idea of dying here in London, where so many people know me, so I'm going right away where I shan't know any one. and nobody will know me. What do you think of it. Mr. Chittentam ?" "I think you're a very brave wom an,'' Giles said, and Suddenly he leaned, down and took her hand. To his surprise the tears welled up into her eyes and splashed on to her frock. "That's foolish of nie, isn't it?" .-•■ he said. "And they're not because I'm frightened . . . these tears! It's fust because the way you took hold of my hand reminded a*% of some one . . . She drew a hard breath as if of pain. "Some one I really loved. There was a man I once really loved, Mr. Chittenham." "I'm sure there was." "He ditwl . . Julie sat very still for a moment, then she gently drew her hand away. "That finished me, in the same way that something of ♦he kind has finished the other Julie too. He died, und then it was is if I died too, all that was best f me at least, and all the hateful otten part lived on! My cousin nlie is like that now! It must be in the family. Perhaps you don't know her well enough to see it or ecognize it. but I do! I knew di ectly she came home from Switzer land . . . We've never been great THE ELKIV TRIBUNE. ELKIN, NORTH CAROLINA friends—l told you she didn't ap prove of me! But the day after she came home—about six weeks ago, I suppose it must be, or more—tehe came to see me, and said: 'I want to ask your pardon for all the hard things I've said to you and thought of you. You've been right, and I've been wrong all the time. It's no use trying to be good—it's no use trying to lead a decent life. The only way is to get every ounae of pleas ure possible, never nvina at whose expense. That's what I'm going to do in the future—-that's what she said." "I said: 'You poor little tool! there's no man in all the world worth breaking your heart over'— she wouldn't admit anything, of coTlrse, but I knew!—" Julie laugh ed softly. "And uow there is some thing I want you to do for me. Will Vou be kind to Julie? —the other Julie? I'm sorry for her. I know just what she's going tirrough. I've been through it all myself, you see. And I think you could help her. You're the sort of man who under stands. If you'll just be friends with her—V "I'll do anything I can, but . . "She's got amongst a horrible set of peo'ple," Julie said. "Not really vicipus people, but silly and worth less. They make her drink too much, and swear—and sit up all night, and she's not that sort! She won't be able to bear it as well as I used to. I saw her the other night. She's got hold of a new friend—" "You mean—Schofield. He's not a bad fellow—" "No. It's a girl—-a common lit tle American—" x • "American?" "Yes--a girl named Sadie Bar row— why do you know her?" for Giles had made a sudden convul sive movement. "No—yes ... at least . . . no. I don't know her." Not know her! Sadie Barrow? His own\wife. So Sadie had come to London without acquainting him of the fact. Oiles Chittenham felt cold with anger. How the devil must be laughing at this successful double-cross which had not only brought Sadie to Eng-- land when he least wished to see her, but had thrown her across Julie's path. Confound all wonHlft! Cliiften harm thought, then again at the one sitting crouching in the chair before hiii). He stooped im pulsively towards her and took her hand. "I should like to be your friend, too, if I may. I should like to be able to help you." , . \ "Thank you, and, Giles—" "Yes." "I was never quite so wicked as people have made out. It was not my fault about—Rodney. I told him so many times it was useless ■—why, he was only a boy compared with me—a spoilt, weak boy." "I am afraid he was." * "So don't Lliink too badly of me." She drew her .hand gently avyay. "And now—please go. I'ni so tired." She did not look at him or risf from her chair, and Giles walked reluctantly to the door, pausing when he reached it to look back. It seemed horrible to leave her like that —alone. Horrible to think that of all the friends and lovers she had known there was not one to stand by her now and hold her hand as she went through the dark valley lying before her. A day or two later he saw a small announcement in a newspaper to the that she had gone abroad, and would t»e absent for some time, and that no letters would he forwarded. It was the same night that his mother rang up on the tele phone to inform him that she was giving a party. "When?" he asked. ruthlessly cutting short her voluable explana tions. "Tonight. Twelve midnight, Giles. There'll be ham and egg 8 and hot coffee about four." "Good Lord!" "Don't talk like that. It will be such fun. Every one's coming!" "Who is 'every one'?" "Doris, of course—she's bring ing a party. And Lawrence Scho field—" "What made you ask him?" "To please Miss Farrow, of course. They're always together! L really belive they will make a match of it." "I thought ,you didn't like Miss Farrow?" "Well, just between ourselves, I don't! But I find that one must be broad-minded in these matters. You see. It takes all sorts to make a world." "It certainly does. Who else?" "A lot of people you don't know." She rang off and Giles turned away from the 'phone with a shrug of his shoulders. It *cas only when he was In his mother's house that he suddenly realized that in all prob ability Sadie would be there also. For a moment he hesitated, a sud den chill feeling at his heart, then ; J. he philosophically pushed the idea aside and went 6n. She-was almost the first person tie saw when he entered Mrs. Ard ron's crowded drawing-room/* She was talking to a group of people which included Julie Far row and several others whom Giles knew slightly, and it was Julie who first caught sight of him and waved and airy hand. Giles, went straight across to her. He did not know in the least what sort of reception to expect from his wife, but after he had greeted Julie and the others whom he knew, it was she who said in her insistent way: "PreHent your friend." It was Julie who obeyed. "Mr. Chittenham. Miss Barrow" "Pleased to meet you," Sadie said impudently. There was a twinkle in her eyes for which Giles could have shaken her. Schofield was with Julie beam ing happily upon every one. "We haven't m!et lately, Mr. Chittenham," Julie was saying. "Where have you been hiding? So kind of your mother to ask me here tonight." "So kind of you to come," Giles answered formally. He could see that Sadie was inanouvering to reach his side, and presently they were a little apart from the rest. "Isn't it a scream? v Sadie demand ed. "Fancy meeting you in your own mother's house, and she hot knowing that she's entertaining a daughter-in-law unawares?" "You are at perfect liberty to tell her if you choose," Giles answered cooly, though inwardly he was rag ing. "I have no doubt that you have told other people already." Sadie gave a little scream of re pudiation. "Tell any one! Not me! It would cook my goose once and for all if it was known that I'd got such highly respectable relations. No, thanks. Freedom for me all the time and if there's anything left over, freedom again." "Why have you come to London?" Her face changed subtly. "Not to find you, my lambkin, so don't worry. I've come to have a good time and don't you interfere, or it will be the worse for you" "Sadie the situation is impossi ble—" She laughed in his face "Rubbish! Don't pretend you want me to come back to you." Sadie shrugged her naked shoul- ders. "Times change!" she said. She moved away from him, her scantily clad body swaying with a little im pudent movement. (riles watehed her with hard eyes. And this wfcg his wife! This com mon little . . . he pulled his thoughts up sharply, ashamed of them. After all he had once thought her good enough to marry. Giles turned again to Julie. "I suppose it would be utterly useless for me to ask you to drop this damnable play-acting?" "My dear man, what an earth do you mean?" "What I say. You're never natur al for a single moment. You hate A—HA ... THERE'S ' jS DIRTY WORK ® 'AFOOT! . 1 I 'Here's Little Daisy, all intent upon tin- 1 \ ishing her copy of "Casanova" tonight, \V. \ stealthily making way with the one \ (ft \ good globe from the living room lamp, \ 1 She wants it to take the jilace ol the , , burned-out one in her bedroom! But , SW - ift l y J" the S J ] T , Why not drop by our store today and f rrt •' l" St discovered the take home witlTyou a carton of 60-watt any globe in it. Bulbs? They're mighty friendly to ths Believe it or not, this little bedtime story eyes, give a whole evening's light for • has a moral. It's this: It's a wise house- only a few cents worth of electricity. Or hold that keeps an extra supply of Maz- just call our number and order the da lamps on hand for all emergencies. lamps sent out. ( „ Our annual lamp campaign is now on. During this 1 campaign you can call our office and have one or more cartons of lamps delivered at your door—pay ments to be made in three monthly installments, be ginnyig December 1. We are featuring 60-watt. lamps, the most popular household size. However, * , you may also secure other sizes which your require ments call for. Southern Public Utilities Co. I this, sort of—of piffle—as much as I have it. You despise people like —like these people here—" Julie laughed serenly. "I brought Lawrence and Sadie For Sale Or Exchange! U A few good muleg and horses; also a few pairs. Let me know your wants—if I don't have what want, I will get for you. ear load If de- C. A BOLES Stables Under McNeer's ELKIN, N. C. * AMMUNITION YOU CAN SHOOT WITH CONFIDENCE / The entire line of Peters Metallics V\ —and also .410 Shot Gun Shells— , is now available in Rustless. r • This means you can come in our V * store and get Rustless ammunition xSq r in any caliber for your rifle, pistol, ' revolver, or .410 gauge. Think \C what this means—no more cleaning Y%-\\ \ after shooting. No rusting, pitting i *"n/, or corroding of the barrel. > And what ammunition it is! Ac curate .. . hard hitting ... depend \V v*KN- *> able. Because it's Peters. HINSHAW CASH HARDWARE CO. THURSDAY, OCTOBER lA, 1930 Barrow. By the way, what do Vou think of Sadie?" "Ib she a new friend, of yours?" (CONTINUED NET WEEK)
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