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7 ¥ ] JACQU ELINER R OWN by RICHARD STARR, ON HE SYNOPSIS: Overjoyed at the knowledge his love is recipro- cated, Teddy Montrose is de- pressed and moody at his fail- ure to find Jaecqueline Grey who, unknown to him, has de- turned to her former life as a mannequin at Byrams. Jacque- line strives vainly to reconcile herself to losing Teddy. That is the situation on the day when Teddy's mother, Lady Montrose, visits Byram: and Jacqueline parades in the new- est fashions for her. Jacque- line faints when she learns the patron is Teddy's mother, and | Lady Montrose calls the wait- | Ing Teddy to assist. ‘Teddy triumphantly carries her away from Byrams and Keswick Dell who was to have received Jac- queline’s answer to his propos- al that day. Chapter 38 TWO LOVERS PLOT Wise in the ways of lovers, Lady Montrose contrived to leave Jac- queline and Teddy alone as soon as the automobile journey brought them to the House of Montrose. ‘There was the sunlight of happi- ness in the smile that Jacqueline | turned on Teddy and he rather| deftly took her in his arms and folded her very close against his| big chest as he had done once be- fore. Jacqueline looked up at him with her sweetest and most wistful smile. “I don’t think I ought to do this, you know, Teddy. And be- sides, you are spoiling this beauti- ful frock. It's not mine; it's your mother's.” “Help,” cried Teddy, with an un- certain laugh, “when tHe mater has got herself in that frock, I'll be glad to come and see her.” “Yes, Teddy.” “Will you always love me, matter what happens?” “Yes, Teddy.” “Will you let me kiss you?” “No, Teddy.” * “Jacqueline!—won’t you?" “Of course not, Teddy. I-I ought not to let you do this. Don't you see that it is all frightfully wrong?” “No, I don't see it, Jacqueline. You thought my love would not | stand such a little confession as you had to make. It made me love| you all the more. As for riches—! no | T know her so well. | that “Teddy.” “Yes, Jacqueline.” “Kiss me.” Some time afterwards—quite a long time afterwards—Teddy said: “And you will, Jacqueline?” “Yes, I will, Teddy, if your father and mother agree.” “Mother agrees right now. She loves you, Jacqueline. She has taken you to her heart already. She sent for me to carry you out of that place before she knew who you were. But the Old Top—I'm not so sure about the Old Top. I've been having a lot of trouble with the Old Top lately. He wants me to marry to a lady called Miranda Gosling.” “The idea, Teddy. It sounds almost as bad as Mademoiselle Lo- lotte.” “It looks worse,” said Teddy. “She is very homely. Her father has made a fortune out of oil “Anyway, the Old Top will want some handling, and you will have to handle him, Jacqueline. You just hand him one of your smiles, and he’ll throw the sponge in.” “I can’t smile to order, Teddy.” “It doesn’t matter how you smile, | dear, so:long as you smile. You see, the Old Top is worried lately, over the loss of the mater's dia- mond—help! Jacqueline, I'd forgot- ten all about that. I've got some news for you. You know that dia- mond necklace which you had planted on you the night of the raid at Circo’s, and which you lost afterwards?” “I found it again, Teddy.” “you found it?” shouted Teddy. “Where is it?” “I've got it here.” “Show me.” “Turn round, Teddy.” While Teddy turned round, Jac- queline produced the necklace from a secret hiding place somewhere under her skirt. “There you are, Teddy,” she said, dropping the glittering string in his palm. “This settles it,” said Teddy. “T game is in our hands now. ve got the Old Top on a string. We have here a little bauble worth a cool 10,000 pounds with which we can bargain with him.” “But it’s not worth anything,” de- clared Jacqueline. “Excuse me, darling, I'm in a po- sition to know that the Old Top paid 10,000 pounds for this on the mater’s fiftiéth birthday. To think you've been carrying 10,000 pounds about all this time in your | {—wherever it was that you carried what do they matter?” “They do matter, Teddy. thought I was a rich woman when you met me."” “I didn't think anything about it,” | declared Teddy. “I would rather have you poor. Besldes, you are! heaps richer than I am now.” “Nonsense, Teddy.” “l am worth exactly nothing,” said Teddy. “Prinkipo has won an- other race, and I have been able to pay off the Old Top the whole of the 17,000, I owed him. Apart from that, I am not worth a thing. except what the Old Top chooses to give me. While you—" “What about me?" queline. “I am not worth even the frock I have or, Teddy. It isn't mine.” i *You are worth 20,000 pounds, my dear,” replied Teddy seriously. “Don’t be silly, Teddy.” “I have presented you with Prink- ipo, Jacqueline, and 20,000 is the latest offer I have had for the him. He is now & great horse.” “Teddy! You haven't given him to me?” “I have. You can't help yourself. He's given to you and you've got him. He's yours. But we are get- ting away from the subject. Jac- queline, it's no use talking about going away from me again, because you can't do it. I am never going to let you out of my sight until I bhave married you. If you send me away I shall go to the dogs—" - “Teddy,” said Jacqueline, rather sharply, “who is Mademoiselle Lo- Jotte? I heard you talking about her when I woke up in the car.” Teddy saw his chance. “Made- moiselle Lolotte,” he sald, with a far-away look in his eyes, “is a dancer in the chorus of the Moun- tain Queen at the Alamo Theatre.’ ““Is she pretty?” demanded Jac- ~ queline. . “Beautiful,” replied Teddy. “She 4 a dream of loveliness. She has golden hair—the most golden hair you ever saw. And she is very fond ‘of Teddy Montrose.” “Teddy! You don’t love her?” “Not at the moment,” confessed Teddy. “But she is very beautiful nd her hair is very golden. If you me over, Jacqueline—who tnows? 1 may go straight into the _white arms of Mademoiselle Lo- m » i “Are they white?” ‘As the driven snow. It comes off r coat if you are not care- a cry of pain. ng? Has it ever your coat?” Jacqueline. Before past, vou | echoed Jac- ' Whereupon Jacqueline told him the story which Detective McAllis- ter had told her when he presented her with the string of g'ass bril- liants. Teddy looked dazed as the tale proceeded. When it was finished he wiped his forehead with his handkerchief. “This,” he declared, “beats cock- fighting. This is better than ever. The Lord has delivered him info our hands. 1 was wondering why the Old Top was so worried over a matter of ten thou., when I have just repaid him 17,000 which he never expected to see again in his |young life. Now I understand. “Jacqueline, this wretched father of mine has been guilty of gross and abominable deception against his lawfill spouse. He gave her a worthless string of glass beads and persuaded her they were honest-to- goodness diamonds worth 10,000 pounds. For & man to do a thing like that to his wife is only a little better than giving her poison in her morning tea. Now he is go- ing ebout in terror lest the truth should get to the mater. And I am not surprised. Now we've got him (Copyright, 1930, Richard Starr) ¥ — { . See how the Old Top swims the sea without .disappointing two young lovers. Conclusion to- morrow.’ ey — e, —— Studies Plan for Direct Purchases (Continuea trom Page One) The former, once headed by T/ B. Denman, farm board member jrepresenting livestock, has coopera- tive marketing agencies on twelve terminal markets. The latter is composed of the Farmers' Union, the Farmers Un- ion Equity and a number of other cooperative livestock marketing or- ganizations. At present all compete with each other. The central agency pro- posed under the farm board would unite the competing units. Member cooperatives of the Na- tional Livestock Producers’ associa- tion have agreed to the terms of the farm board set-up. The oth- ers still are a little unwilling to go along on certain points. Chairman Legge of the farm bourd says the national organiza- tion gives each of the cooperatives equal opportunity. LODE CLAIM. LOCATION NOTICES " forms st The Empire, ‘tween the devil and the deep sea.” | PIRE, TUESDAY, APRIL 29, 1930. GERTRUDE OLGHTTA RE ASHAMED OF, HERSELF FOR £ NOT MAKING &LCERTAINLY FRIENDS WITH 2 = CHOOSING H SYNOPSIS: Don Parados, fear-inspiring despot of his iso- lated estate on San Lucas Is- land, seems hated by his whole household. His secretary, pretty Cella Ferris, is terror-stricken nce. Claude Anner- sley, sweetheart, plays strange agitation. Para- dos sneeringly dominates Miss Jahries, the housekeeper. Into this atmosphere of sinister fear comes Allan Hunt, young an- tique dealer, to appraise Para- dos’ art collection. The omi- nous thundering of The Gut, a nearby fissure of water, dis- turbs Hunt as much as the | queer behavior he finds at | at every turn. Noting that a \ certain glass case is empty, Parados himself seems overcome by a ghastly terror. Sending the mystified Hunt to his room, Parados enters his library say- ing he won't be at dinner that night. | Chapter 2 | THE KNIFE OF MADEMOIS It was a pieasant room into which | the housekeeper took me. W dows looked south and west. ne south window, of the French type,| was open, and gave access to a flat roof. The library under- neath, I thought. “Life must be pleasant on San Lucas, Miss Jahries,” I remar “Do you think s0?” Miss Jahr A beautiful girl plunged a knife into the canvas. have dinner at “We answered. eight, Mr. Hunt,” While I dressed, I pondered over the curious human behavior I had noticed since I had entered the house. I wondered if there was a connec- tion between Parados’ attitude to- wards Celia and Annersley’s unex- pected appearance, and Parados’ panic when he looked at the glass case and his abominable treatment of Miss Jahries. If there was, might not those incidents tie up with that sense of “wrongness” I had felt on the island? Seven o'clock found me with an hour on my hands. I ought to have gone downstairs, but I stepped to the window. The roof, an oblong open on two sides along which a low parapet |ran, looked south and west. On the west side a stair descended to the cliff. I had a pretty good idea of my swrroundings. The cove indented the southwest corner. Parados had built his home on the north side of the cove; the ruin of the fort Velasquez had built was on the south side. A light indicated the lo- cation of the fort tower. Evidently it was eccupied. By whom? The cove was a hundred yards or so wide; the light was perhaps twice that distance from where I stood. Unless The Gut was bridged —and I had seen no bridge—it would be necessary to walk around the head of The Gut, a consider- abie distance, to get from the house to the fort. of the island’s history. The origi- nal estate had been granted to the father of Don Ramon by the King NOTHING TO DO WITH & girl. I began to dig up what I knew! CHOSE HiM! AN’ BY CRACKIE YOUGHTTA MAKE THE HAD ER FATHER! HIM DECENT! 4¢3, San Lucas Is- sen thrown in with it. quezs prospercd until > American bggan to blow over e horizon. Don Ramon built the on San Lucas as a protest the Yankee invasion. When Calitornia joined the ion, Don Ramon withdrew to San Lucas Island and lived in the fort | until his death. His grandson died without heir in the nineties. Mean- while, the mainland estate had been lost. The island was sold for debt and Parados bought it cheap around 1612, I happened to glance at the cliffs below. There had been no one there a moment before. I was sure of that. A figure moved in front of what I supposed was the west window ¢f the library, I saw it was! She drew closer to. the| window and peered in. \ “I wonder what she's after?” I| muttered. I had a notion she did Un- not belong to the house. Parados had told me the Brent| collectfon was in the room beyond | the library. Suddenly, the girl vanished. I ran down the stairs, passed the| library window, the shades of Which | were drawn, and came to thé Sec- ond window. The shades were drawn, but not altogether. I did not see the girl. The B:enti pottery was spread on a billiard table in the center of the llbyary. ! I touched one door of the win-| 'dow. It opened noiselessly. The girl appeared in the center of the room. She was holding one of the oils, looking at it intently, The subject was the head and shoulders of an old lady with red-apple cheeks and a white collar and an indomitable |air that made you look twice gt her. | As I looked at the girl again I Imade a discovery. = She had a lovely mouth and deep blue: eyes and bronze hair beneath her small black hat. And as T looked at the old lady again, I knew where she had got her features. The girl suddenly opened a ‘leather bag, took out a small knife land plunged. it through the canvas of the portrait, close to the frame. [T burst into the room. |“That isn't your property.” | She cried out and would have dropped the picture if I had not 'caught it. | A second of silence hung between us. I felt sick about it. 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