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EIGHTH INSTALLMENT i WHAT HAS GONE BEFORE I Giles Chitteuham swears to avenge the death of his young half-brothet Rodney, driven to suicide fcy the notorious Julie Farrow who had spurned his love. He will make Julie love him, then throw her aside. as she threw Rodney. He meets her" in Switzerland, Koes 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 lie is married, to an American girl with whom he has nothing in cum- moil. 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 meet later in London, where she is going the pace,that kills. Another man Lawrence Schofield, wants to marry her, iif spite of her wild life. Through his friend, Lombard, Giles Chitteuham meets the "other Julie," the notorious woman who had ruined Rodney's life. She tells him that she is going to die; the doctors have given her up as in curable and she is leaving England. She is worried about her cousin, the girl Chittenham loves. That Julie ' ■—his Julie—is gping in fast com pany, among them a common little American girl named Sadie Barrow. And Saddie Barrow is Giles Chlt tenham's wife. He did not know that she was in England. That night he meets her at a party at his mother's house. They pretend to be strangers. y • 1 1 NOW GO ON WITH THE STORY "Oh, an old friend by now," Julie declared. "We've known one anoth er quite a week, and love each other readly. Bim doesn't approve. She says that Sadie is common and bad form,, and a wrong influence for me! Did you ever hear such rubbish?" "I should think Miss Lennox is right," Giles answered, then stopped aghast at the admission. His own wife! . . . "And does Miss Barrow share your views on life that you and she are such great friends?" _ "As a matter of fact, she doesn't," j Julie answered. "She's inclined to be morbid, and nobody can accuse me of that." "Morbid!" "Yes. She's got weird ideas on some subjects. For one thing, she's mad on this latest spiritualistic craze." "Nonsense!" ."You're not very polite. Ask her yourself if you don't believfc me. Thai's why she's in London now— to see Chryer, the new medium." "You're not serious?" "Of course I am. There's a seance to-morrow, and we're all going. You'd better come along too." Her eyes challenged him. "Or are you afraid that they may read the secrets of your inmost soul?" "There is only one secret in my soul for any one to read," Chitten ham said. She laughed. "How touching! The tragedy of your marriage, I suppose". "No," said Chittenham. "The tragedy of my love for you." For a moment Julie seemed taken aback. Her lips quivered, and she bit them sharply, then she turned and called to Schofield: "Lawrence, come here! Mr. Chit tenham is talking to me about his soul, and I'm almost reduced to tears." Giles had forgotten Doris' until suddenly she spoke: "I saw you talking with Julie.' Was It she who made you angry?" "Good heavens, no," Giles an swered, too eagerly for absolute con viction. "Bhe was talking about spiritualism." "About Chryer, the new medium. That little American, Sadie Barrow, is most enthusiastic. She says that she wants to know the future, and that Chryer can tell her." "Sadie is a little fool," Chitteir ham said yntbinkinKly- Then he flushed dully, and hastily apologiz ed. "I should not have said that. I beg your pardon and hers. Let us talk about something else." "Very well: Say—have you met the other Julie yet?" "Yes. A night or two ago. 1 was agreeably surprised," he said at last. "You know she has gone abrqad?" "I saw something about it in the x "df course every one is saying that she has gone with some man," Chittenham made a swift gesture of anger, but he instantly controlled himself. "I know that is absolutely un true/' he laid. Doris flushed. "I am only telling you what peo ple are saying." ' "People are too charitable!" Giles said with a sneer, and he thought of the woman whom he had left crouching by the fire in that .onely room. "I suppose if I allow myself to be identified with the me iiagorie much longer, they will Credit me with a scandal of ray own." •'I think they have done that al ready," Doris said lightly. He turned and looked at lifer. "Really! may 1 jtsk what it is?" "I hardly know the facts myself, but I Know it was something to do with Julie Farrow —this Julie Far row—" she watched him closely as she spoke. Giles managed to lau^h. "How futile! 1 never met her in my life till that night at the Faunn where .1 met you." She looked at him steadily. "That is not what Mr, Lombard insinuates." In spite of himself Chitteuham changed trolov. "So Lombard is the liar." Mrs. Ardron floated into the door way. Giles rose, glad of the inter ruption. He wandered through the crowd ed rooms until lie came across Lom bard. "I want to speak'to you." Lombard looked up. "Well—what is it?" "Come outside —" The two men went into the hall. "What on earth . . .?" Lom bard asked again appresensively. Chittenham told him. "I understand that you've been talking about things that don't con cern you." "My dear old chap—" "You know what I mean—Switz erland—" Giles cut in ruthlessly. "Don't let me hear any mor£ about it. that's all, or I shall have something to say to you that won't be pleasant hearing." \ Chittenham turned on his heel and walked away. • * • "A new sensation," said Julie. Sh e s£| t U P in hed, letting the let ter she had been reading slip down on to the floor. "It was a lovely morning when I came home," she said flippantly. "The first time I've seen the sun rise, by the way . . . no. not quite the first time—" she added slowly. There was a little silence. "The first ttm e was in Switzerland," she added defiantly. "On top of an ex ceeding high mountain, and the devil said unto me . . ." Bim turned sharply. "Julie, for Heaven's sake shut up." "Oh, all right." Julie giggled, and leaning over the side of the bed grabbed up the fallen letter from the floor. "Listen to she commanded. "It's from Mrs. Ardron, the mother of the one and only Giles Chlttenhcm! Sh e says that she is quite willing for us to hold a seance in her house to-morrow, and bring the famous Chryer. You'd bet ter come along, Bim." Bim came to the foot of the bed. "Our friendship isn't what it used to be." sh e said rather sadly. "We don't seem to agree any longer. You like people whom I—well, I lust can't stand them, you know that! 1 detest Doris and that Sadie Barrow, and Marco Essen . . . and that poor weak little fool, Mrs. Ardron. No—lt's Impossible to de test her, she's too harmless —" "I wish Giles Chittenham could hear you." Julie flushed. Bim flushed to the roots of her closely-cropped hair. "No." she said. "But you are." Ther e was a little silence, then Julie started up, her eyes blazing, her lips quivering with rage. "Go out of my room," she com manded. "How dare wou say such a thing? I've had enough of you and your saintly ways. The sooner you go th e better. I'm sick of being dictated to and preached at. I—" But Bim had gone, closing the door softly behind her. Julie lay hack on the pillows. She was trembling in every limb. "How dared she say such a thing! how- dared she*!.' she asked herself passionately. "In love with that man! I hate him—, How dare she . . . how dare she!" She shut her eyes tightly, afraid of the scalding tears that suddenly seemed to rise from her heart. Hate him! the man In whose arms she had found the meaning of love; the man whose tragic mistake had broken her, body and soul. Until now she had hardly realized how much she had suffered since that evening in Switzerland when Chit tenham, had told h6r the truth. She was morbidly afraid lest Giles should guess how he had hurt her, r and to counteract that fear she : sometimes deliberately sought hjt society, crucifying herself in ordei ■ to dece'ye him. And It had beer all in vaio, for Bim knew! With a swift little movement she - threw aside the bedclothes anc caught up a wrap. ' "Bim!" she went out of the roop s and to Bin's door. Julie flung 1 TUB ELKIN TRIBUNE. ELKIN. XORTHf CAROLINA* open. She entered with a little rush, and, running across to her friend, dropped down on her knees beside her. "I didn't mean it. I'm sorry. Forget I said it . . . I'm a beast— a mean beast, but you made me angry." "GiVe it up, Julie," Bim urged gently. "Come away witii me. We've had good times together, and the country is Heaven now—" She turned round, her arms\ hang ing limply at her side, her hair ruf fled. "I "can't!" she said. "I've got to stay and fac e it out. He'll think I'm afraid —that I'm running away." She spoke quickly and incoherent ly, almost as if some power outside herself was forcing the words, from her. "I'd rather die than that he should think that. I'd rather marry Lawrence Schofield. "My dear. I don't understand in the lesat what happened between you," Bim said in her cool, smooth voice. "You would never tell me when I asked you. If I only knew per haps I could help you better —" Julie flung up her head with a violent jerk. "He's married," she said defiant ly. Her head went down again on her nutfluug arms and she began to sob. Bim sat quite still, lier hand on the girl's hair till Julie was quieter, then she tried again. "Don't Jje a cowai*d. Julie. Cut it all out and come away with me." "I should be more Of a coward if I did that. He'd know I was afraid." There was a little silence, then Bim asked. "Julie, have you seen his wife?" "Whose wife?" "Mr. Chittenham's?" "Good Lord. no. He told me they were separated, or something, but if they are, I daresay it's his fault. He must be a brute to live with." Bim got up slowly and walked in to «Julie's room. "I suppose it's true?" she sub mitted hesitatinKly. "What is true?" "That h e is nfarried?" IT'S TIME NOW—TO gag 111 H ®QT i ■ mF -B IV filf Cold Weather Is On The Way It's time for winter, and we know we must face it —mild, medium or se vere. And there is another thing we know—we must have heat. And if you do not have the proper stove we urge you to come in and look over our big line. Coal heaters, wood heaters, oil stoves, ranges and cook sto.ves in a wide range of styles and sizes to meet every demand. Don't let a cold snap catch you unprepared and cause you to suffer. Come in today and let us show you over our stock. Coal Heaters Wood Heaters The famous Eagle Hot Blast and other Wood heaters are still in demand, and we makes of coal heaters in several sizes. You are in position to supply Your wants. Small can now get a genuine Eagle Hot Blast at ones, medium sized and ones. Heav real honest-to-goodness low prices. In ily constructed to insure long life. Now several sizes at $12.50 to SIB.OO specially priced at fr0m.....v51.75 to $14.00 Watch Our Windows For Display Watch Our Windows F»r Display MAID OFfATHENS RANGES Here's a down-right good buy. The old reliable Maid of Athens Rani e. Built to last and give plasureable service while you use it. Heats quickly an requires a minimum of fuel— Priced at from SSO to S7S Elkin Hardware Company ELKIN, NORTH CAROLINA \ Julie turned round, her eyes wide, her lips parted. "I—suppose so," she saia slowly, then the color blazed suddenly in tier cheeks. "Do you mean that .. . you think he just said it —as an excuse ... to get rid of me?" "Well . . Julie went on with her dressing, but her hands shook badly. "If I really thought that—" she said "Perhaps I ought not to have sug gested it," Bim said hurriedly. "But he makes love to you—asks you to marry vim—" "No, he never asked me to marry him,", Julie interrupted ruthlessly. "He just said . . . oh. why need we go ull over it again? she asked pas sionately. "I'm only trying to help you, Julie. If it is true that he is mar ried. why-did he make love to you?" Julie laughed. "Don't all married men mak e love to other Women?" she asked cyni cally. "i shouldn't have thought a man like Mr. Chittenhain would," Him said. Julie made a little sound of an ger. "I suppos e 1 shall have to tell you all the truth," she said. "It all sounds so silly—-like a cheap drama. He thought I was Jewel —I never told you did 1? He had some quix otic idea of paying me out for what he thought I had done to. Hodney —they all blamed Jewel because he killed himself, you know. Well, Giles thought it would be a good idea to make me fall in love with him and then laugh at me as a pun ishment. Funny, isn't it?" she sub mitted quiveringly. "Well I fell in love with him all right—and then after he'd found out his mistake, and that I wasn't Jewel after all, he told me the truth. But first he said he really loved me—he said that part of it wasn't pretense at all but the real thing ... I remember I was fool enough to think it must be all right then. I was quite ready to fall into his arms again and for give him—" Her voice wa « hoarse with dreary self-scorn. "And then he haß to tell me the rest—that he was married! . . . ." A maid tapped at the door and entered. • "Please, Miss Farrow, will you see Mr. Chittenliam?" CONTINUED NEXT WEEK After culling 395 inferior speci mens from nine poultry flocks of Burke county, the remaining 1,671 hens were bloodtested for producing ■Hiatchfnrt gs this winter. C. G. 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A. BOLES, Owner L. M. Renegar, Salesman Elkin, N. C. THURSDAY OCTOBER 23, 1939 MARTIN'S INC. RENTAL AGENTS Real Estate and Insurance Office Greenwood Bldg. Phone 195 Elkln. N. C.
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