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Tenth Installment SYNOPSIS Three weeks after a cream colored road ster had been found wrecked in the sea at the foot of a cliff, a girl calling herself Anne Cushing appears at the desert town Marston. She has houRht, sight unseen, a ranch located thirty miles away. Soon atter lier arrival she marries Barry Duane, ner nearest neighbor. Against her better Ju?K ment she accompanies her husband /".ast Mrs. Duane is bitterly resentful of Anne. Wealthy Cleo Pendleton, her obvious choice vows revenge. Anne recognizes a man loi tering on the Duane grounds. Later Harry tells Anne John Gage is the real head of the Duane mills. He fails to note her frozen silence. ?Certainly, if you wish." Mrs. Duane agreed politely. "Thank you for the book, my dear. As fur your driving. I am sure that it is better than having no one with you but that new chauffeur. I don t like his looks, Cleo." "Oh, I know Kennedy looks wicked. I think he isn't used to this kind of work, and taking orders from women makes him sulky. 1 think he'll soon be settled down, for lie seems to be very much inter ested in one of your maids. I'm sure I caught sight of him waiting out side when I came tonight." ^ "I must look into that." Mrs. Duane's voice was edged. "What's the use? They'll only deny it." Cleo shrugped lazily. "Dear me, I believe we're going to see the clandestine meeting. How exciting!" Down the shadowed path a girl's figure moved quickly. She skirted the far end of the garden and went with slower steps toward the hedge The hedge was lower at that enil of the garden. On* the other side- of it a man nodded slightly and saun tered along toward the rear gate. The girl in the garden followed him. Cleo was on her feet, breathing apologies. p "Oh, Mrs. Duane, please forgive me. I didn't dream ? I didn't mean to intrude like this. I'll never for give myself. . . . I'll go now." "My dear Geo. you have not in truded in the least. I shall speqj: to Bertha, of course." Grey-faced in the darkness; Mrs. Duane held her head high. Xo one, : [?? even Cleo Pendlet> o, .should ',c ;:l!o wed to discus this shameful thing with her. ' Cleo grimaced slightly, unseen. The lights Hashed on. Hut after Cleo had gone she plunged the room into darkness again and stood rigidly unyielding. "My son's wife!" Her face was white in the darkness. Harry was reading when his mother entered the library. "Still up.' But I suppose you had callers." "It was Cleo," said his mother briefly. "Barry, I wish you would come with me to ray rooms. Quickly." "Of course, I will. Anything wrong there?" "Everything is wrong." said Mrs. Duane bitterly. "I have liad the humiliation of seeing mv s<>n's wile steal out through the garden at night to meet another man." I Mother! 1 here was a note in Barry's voice that she had never heard before. "I am afraid," he said carefully, "that I shall have to a.sk you to explain that ? extraordinary statement." I have told you. Come and see for yourself." * Nancy and I don't spy on each other. Besides, she went to her room with a headache Why do you assume that it was she?" i Our maids do not appear in evening dress." Nancy gave Bertha one of hers last week. Someone had spilled coffee on it." "It was not Bertha," said Mrs. Duane coldly. "I know it was Anne. 1 he man was obviously waiting for hc<". I did not sec his face, but I have the unpleasant knowledge that a common chauffeur ? that insolent creature who drives Cleo ? was hanging around outside only a little while before." \ ou didn t even see them meet?" He lajd a pleading hand on her arm. Mother, why can't you be kinder to Nancy? Do you think that it has been pleasant for me to see that my mother refuses to accept my wife as her daughter?" "Do you think that it is pleasant for your mother to know that this place is buzzing with sordid in nuendo because Barry Duane's wife never refers to a single day of her e before she came 'to that bar barous place where you met her5" And who has been spreading such precious gossip as that?" The moment of pleading was gone. For the first time Mrs. Duane was afraid of the thing she had done. dienit v V "T|Ca Shc SaW with 1 1, C Very way !t was said showed that it was common gossip." , Who said it?" His eyes wire iMazmg. T "How should I know? It is ?nough that it could be said at all." He did not answer immediately. "I ' suppose it is impossible to escape the malice of other women's tongues." " . "It is useless to argue with you. But I know what I have heard and what I have seen tonight. Once more,- Barry, will you come and see for yourself. "I will net.".. Mrs. Duane went stiffly back to the door. "You are your own master, and I am only your mother, pushed asMe tor a woman you scarcely know. But the time will come when your eyes will be opened. And you will regret this night as long as you live." : For several minutes after his mother left him Barry paced gloomily up and down the library. I he whole thing was sickening, and ' that 'his mother should have been' tlit- one to bring this precious story to him had left him worried and depressed. Why were women so hard on each other? "Everj his mother..,. , The trouble probably" was that rancorous gossip. He flushed darkly it the recollection. So Nancy's name. \\as being bandied about like that? | A whispering devil of suspicion i slyly jogged his elbow and was thrust out of the way. ^ , He could easily settle this. All he needed to do was to go upstairs ind look in at Nancy. He smiled to himself and swung quickly toward the stairs. Barry lot himself in quietly. Ann* was not there. He switched the lights on. There was no sign of her. He stood looking from small fa miliar objects to the empty bed. lie turned toward the door, blindly. Tlicre was the slight sound of its opening, Anne stood there, staring at l;im. ? "? ih- Barry!" She said it breath ?ess'v. "You startled me." < .< ? His eves swept over her swiftly, suspiciously, and dropped to the slim perfection of her slippers. On j the side of one of them, marring its dclicatc sheen, was a long earth -tain. 1 lie blood sang in his (tars again, so that he scarcely heard his owji voice. "Anne, where have you been?" ' . Before that hard note she stop ped short. . "Why, Barry, what is. the mat ter?" "Where have you been at this hour of the night?" "At this hour? Why, it isn't late." Her e\vs followed his deliberate glance down to the satin slipper with its betraying stain. "I've been in the garden. Barry, what is the matter?" "Within the past half hour I have had to listen to a sickening '' ,r>; that you were meeting some body's chauffeur out in the garden." She felt suddenly sick and tired. Barry s mother must have seen her ;md carried the story to him in bit ter triumph. Who else hated, her '?nougli to do that? She wanted to tc'I him the whole hateful story, but she must not. "Somebody must have been will ing to carry tales about me to have hurried the news to you as quickly as that." She saw him flush, but she went on bitterly. "And whether I was there or not, I won't talk about it! I won't!. I'll say things that we II both be sorry for." Her hands went up to her throbbing temples They really did throb now ' Ring for Bertha, please. And stay until she comes." He looked at her uneasily..- He rang hastily and came back to her. "I'm sorry if you're not well," he said jerkily. "Perhaps I'd better send for Dr. Carmichael." "No, please. It's only my Jiead." They waited for Bertha in un comfortable silence. There was a tap on the door, but it was Ellen's broad face which appeared "I rang for Bertha. Isn't she here? j F.llen was a new maid. She grin ned companionably."' , "Yes'm, in a way, but it's her night out. She's been to a party, Ma am, lookin' as pretty as a pitcher in the grand dress ye give her, and this good half hour she's been standin' at the end of the drive savin good-night to the young felly [from Qumn s Garage. Is there anny think I can do, Ma'am?" "Bring me some ice cubes, Ellen. I ve a headache." The door closed on Ellen. Anne scarcely breathed. "Nancy, forgive me! I've been * brute and I ought to be kicked for He drew her around with coax ing hands. ?'Don't you know I bve you, Harry? There iin't anybody else but you. There. couldn't be." , "I know," .he muttered. "It's be cause you're so much to. me, Nancy . . . I think I'd go mad if you ever let me dowin.*; ' ? She tried not to shiver, quaking a little at tlje. narrowness of escape. end ofthe lights" of - the roadster ?ZX" >ro?J and pjek^oj startled figures, hastily ba g bt their flaring range. One ol them was Bertha. 4 "Alibi!" Cleo said under Uer breath. "Damn!" -t * * . It was close to midnight whin Kcrnedv strolled back to that smaller chateau which housed Opt Pendleton fleet of cars- and attendants, and he was met b> .a message that Miss Cleo see him. Kennedy was half sulky [?about it. Softie deviltry, or he missed his guess. r, ? _ Cleo received him in the Chinese room. ? , . "I'm thinking of getting a new car. Kennedy. Do you know any thing about racing cars. ?' \ little " Kennedy s eyes nar rowed slightly. He hesitated an? the tlesire to show that he had not always been at an employer s beck and call was too much for him. I know their points pretty well." he added carelessly. . "I've driven my own now and then. ?Really?" Cleo smiled encourag ingly. "That was before you? er? gave up the "FortyrNinth Street house, wasn't it?"' All the lines of Kennedy s face sharpened. . ; 'About that time," he said briefly. "So you've been looking up my record?" it wasn't necessary, Kennedy. You're quite well known." / He stared back at her. suspicioua and half truculent. "Well, you know, I didn't try to get the job under an assumed name, anyway. "Oh yes, I'm perfectly#satished, Kennedy. But of course I know that a man of your experience isul taking a chauffeur's position except for some special reason. Does Johs Gage know that you are in Gran leigh?" 1 \ It must have been a sharp jolt for Kennedy, but this time his face ? the gambler's face, after all was ab>olutely expressionless. "'I hat's too deep for me," he answered indifferently. "It you mean the big fellow, I don t) know what he knows. I've never met him." "Not even that night last May, when this happened:"' Cleo's hand rested for a moment against the filmy turquoise of her gown, just below her heart. Kennedy followed the Re-ture, looked back at the cool little face with its small pouting mouth and baby blue eyes, and permitted him self a briei grin. ' Vou've had a busy day," he raid dryl y. "Things have a habit of coming my way, Kennedy. And 1 know you went out tonight to keep an ap pointment with Mrs. Barry Duane, and just where you met her . . . and by the way, how *ery much she looks like Miss Curtis! You're a wonderful driver, Kennedy, but you haven't any intention of staying on here as a chauffeur. You're here for money, Kennedy, big money. I'm afraid the courts would call it black mail." 1 Kennedjy listened, outwardly un moved but taking lively account of this new. .situation. "What's your game?" he asked bluntly. "I'm not playing, Kennedy." Kennedy took the hint. "My error." He temporized as tutely. "But I got the idea that you -wanted me to do something for you." "Perhaps you could." She con sidered him thoughtfully. "There is someone in Granleigh whose pres ence is going to bring danger and unhappiness to some close friends of mine. Some day there will be a scandal, and she will be forced to ? leave in disgrace. It would be bet- \ ter for everybody concerned if she '? went away quietly, before her? her j past became known." "You want me to get Duane's j wife out of the way-" He had an unpleasant way of ! stripping facts naked and making i her look at them. ; "I wish her to go away. Alone." j "Reno, or a Mexican., divorce?" i Continued Next Week NOTICE OF FORECLOSURE SALE \ i ' i 1'mlor and by virtue of the power ' contined in a certain deed of rtust i executed by M. Buchanan and wife, Belle Buchanan, to C. C. Buchanan, trustee, dated the Kith day of May, 1930, and recorded in Book 114 at page 56 in the Raster's Office for Jackson County, N. C., and default having been made in the payment of the note thereby secured, and the holders thereof having directed that said deed of trust be foreclosed, the . / ? r ; undersigned Trustee will, therefore, ; offer for sale at the Court House Door in the Ttl\v.n of SyJva, N..C1., at ' twelve o'clock, noon,, .on. Saturday, September 29 1934, and will sell at public auction to- the highest bidder for cash, the following six tracts of land, gituatte, lying and being in Jack son county, North Carolina, which said tracts are more particularly described as follows, to-wit: . . FIRST TRACT: Being the land conveyed by deed from W. R. Deitz and wife, Myra Deitz, to M- -B?rt4iah ?-n, under date of January 1st, 1925, containing 20 acr<es more or less, and being recorded in Book 110 at page 136 in the Register's Office, reference to which is hen by made for a more complete description thereof. ! SECOND TRACT: Being the land conveyed by deed from W. T. Deitz and wife, Emery Deitz? 40 M 2t"univ date of May 3, 1926, con tain* 83 acres more or less, ajid beW recorded in Book 112 at pag? 05 La the Register's Oftice, reference t o which is hereby made" tor a mor . compete description. There is except ed and reserved from this tract an on-divided one-half interest in the mineral and un?i?g privileges jnst as except ad and reserved in to convey ance from W. T. Deitx. to M. Buchail * an. " -i THIRO TRACT: Ring the land con veyed by deed from W. L. Hlgdon, Commissioner of C?Hirt, to M. Buch " ian, under date of August 29, 1905, listed as tract No. 9 in said deed, containing 50 acres, more or less, and record- d in Book 40 at page 59 in the Register's Office, ? reference to which is hereby made for a u,or-. complete description. FOURTH TRACT: Being the lam enveyed by deed from W. P. Ttirpii. and wife, and .A. H. Tuip ii urn wife, and M. M. Tui pin ami w'fe, fi \L Buchanan, under date of July 9th 1924, containing 100 acres, more oi less, -.id being record c:' in B? ? k 91 ps-je 341 in the Regi Car's Office reference to which ir= hereby mad? for a more complete description then ->?. FIFTH TRACT: Be ng the land convt-yed by deed from Harlev i rank , and w'fe, to >L Buchanan under date of March 1, 1920, and containing 48 acres more or Less, and ii -ing recorded in bcok 110 at page 137 in the Register's Office reference to which is hereby made for a more complete description thereof. SIXTH TRACT: Lying and being ou CuUowhe* Creek in Jackson Coun ty, and beginning at a chestnut on ;he mountain between Thomas Cap and Mo.-s fiap, and ri'MS 8. 40 deg. W with Henderson Brysou's line ofGood t-u tract, 180 poles to a stake; thence West with line of John J). Watson t( a stake; thence South 50 ]>oles to a s.take; thence West 35 poles to a .-take; thince North 152 |X)les to a stake; thence Kast 97 pales to a Spanish Oak; thence North 100 j>ole? ;o the beginning, centaniiig 100 acres r. rt'.Hi or less. This the 28th day of August, 1934. C. C BUCHANAN', Trusteo. 8 28 4ts Mrs JCH i THEY QUIT ADVERTISING ((iieal Rend, Kans., Tribune) You nvay have been here 40 years 1 and everyone knows you are here, ! hut do they th'nk of vou wlici v'ie\ need merchandise? Likely th'-y do not. Think of th-* fellow who ii constantly after then i'ci?iudiii? that he has the .uouds ??id service. Here are soino tilings th:.; "Iiav 'j(>;n here 40 y.'ars," uniil they <|ui : advertising. Now I hey are e (her off the market entirely or sali-j jj ited: Pears Soap, Pearl ine, S:i, ^ Soap, Sweet ( j; ^ Lion Coffee, Rubifoam. A ml, dear reader, how mei itorious articles Vl)1 ",;n: ria||f ??ik ^ that are off the market t?n|Uy, w | pra.' tieally so, bee:u-e H , ^ vcrtiaing even if they "h;nl I,, ,.,, ^ 40 years" ! I And, if we wanted \? I ! ci lions, we eotdd liu-ut i.>:- iaUi j j of several lo. nl I nn . :.v,t \ aseil to exist been - >? v\ t|fe '"too well est ahlislird to ;i(lwiti5t." 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You can maintain higher speeds over roads that used to slow you down. You will fi'i'1. i'1 fact, that probably for the first time in your <?>?[ rience, every foot of every mile is equally enjo\ahle. Perhaps that explains why so many people an* ing and recommending this extremely low-priced 1 jr> CHEVROLET MOTOR COMPANY, DETROIT. Ml< "? Compmra rWa/ar'i low titiitm *4 price* and may C. Af. A. C. t*rm* L A C mar mi Motor* Volvo ? Jackson Chevrolet Co.
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