Evening Star Newspaper, April 30, 1930, Page 40

M THE C By SYNOPSIS. Don Jaime Miouel Higuenes, a Tezas pancher, and Tom Antrim, a cheep owner, have been bitter enemies. Capt. Ken Hobart, formerly of the Tezas Rangers, mow Don Jaime's manaper, believes hi emplover's life ts in danger. Don Jaime's mind, however, dwells on other things. He has fallen in love with c picture he has seen in a fashionable magazine—a picture of Miss Roberta Antrim. a society Delle of Westchester. He is attacked from ambush and shoots it out with his 0ppo- ment. Hobart finds him wounded and the oppoment dead. On the body is @ picture of Roberta and her address, with the request that she be notified in the event of Tom Antrim’s death. Don Jaime sends her a message saving that Tom Antrim was killed dy @ man named Jimmy Higoins after a quarrel. Roberta, who lves with her uncle, “Crooked Bill" Latham, sees herself as an heiress. She eonsiders going to Tezas to take care of her interests. I : and Harms, the butler, came | down door, “Mr. Latham came home an hour ago, miss,” he confided. “Something must have happened in the city today, miss. He's worried—walking up and down the drawing room and talking to himself. I'm a bit worried about the master, miss. “Thank you, Harms. You're very| a TENTH INSTALLMENT. OBERTA ANTRIM'S limousine | rolled up the graveled driveway | to the wide portals of Hillcrest | A foreboding of disaster brought | Roberta flying into the living room. | Crooked Bill sat huddled in a readin chair, his face in his hands, his attitude reminiscent of profound despair. “Uncle Bill! What's happened?” Crooked Bill's old hands merely clasped his features tighter. He wagged his head and moaned. “Are you in pain, Uncle Bill?” “The market only jumped 15 points. I'm through. My broker sold me out this afternoon. Oh, Bobby, Bobby, what a massacre! I stayed as long as I dared, but when the last jump came I realized that only & crazy man would continue in this crazy market. I de- cline to invest another dollar—for the reason that I didn’t have it. I told my | brokers I'd gone the limit and to sell | me out. My five thousand dumped on the market like that broke the stock 2 ints, but that was to be expected. 'm all washed up.” “Must we leave Hillcrest?” Roberta queried in a strangled voice. “We must,” Crooked Bill replied heroically. “I have enough to pay off the servants and maintain us in respect- ability at some modest hotel until we | can look around and see what the future | holds for us, but after that—" “After that I'll take care of you, dear Uncle Bill.” Roberta’s voice was very tender; the touch of her lovely cheek | to Crooked Bill's wrinkled jowls was very soothing to that wretched wreck of a financier. “Sheep are up and 5o is wool, Uncle Bill. Don Prudencio Alviso writes me that Uncle Tom's sheep are | worth at least two hundred thousand as they stand and he has over a hundred thousand pounds of wool in transit to a wool house in Boston. And good wool is quoted in today’s°paper at 30 cents | s pound. Uncle Tom has a ranch of sorts also. Don Prudencio doesn’t think | much of it and says it is not of ready sale, but we can live there and carry on in the sheep business—" “You have no conception of what you are proposing to me,” Crooked Bill groaned, “Sheep are terrible.” “Well, you've always taken care of the steps and opened 8 | mud! ONQUEROR wl;ilflfl\ me, haven't you, darling? What a poo: sport I'd be to desert you when you're down and out. No, no, dear. We'll battle along together to the last sheep.” Uncle Bill Latham sighed and gazed drearily out the window. “If you'd only fix it up to marry Glenn Hack- % et “If we didn’t have those and the wool I'd marry him and risk learn- ing to love him, just to keep you from worrying about me,” Roberta assured him heroically. “But, of course, thanks to that odious Jim Higgins, I find my- self in rather an independent position. We will sell off all the sheep and wool and live comfortably and economically on the income from that until—" “Hackett is coming for dinner,” he interrupted. “Be nice to him. He's my attorney, of course, and I'll have to tell him what's happened to me. If he elects to forget that idiotic tiff you and he had recently, for heaven's sake hold out the olive branch. You'll never have a chance at a better man, Bobby.” “Perhaps he will not be interested in me, now that I am not your heiress, as 1 dare say he believed me to be once.” “Well, give him & chance to play his hand,” Crooked Bill protested. “Prom- ise me, Bobby, that if he renews his spectful consideration.” In her great distress at the catas- trophe which had overtaken her guar- dian Roberta was in a mood to prom- ise anything—and did. Crooked Bill appeated to rally immediately and mixed himself a noggin of his favor- ite beverage. Roberta was dressing when she heard | Glenn Hackett's car rolling up the driveway. She looked out her window and called, “Hello, old stick-in-the- How are you?"” He favored her with a not very en- thusiastic wave of his hand before his car disappeared under the portecochere. “Still holding his little grudge,” Roberta thought. “Well, I don't blame him. Nevertheless, I loathe sulky men.” Crooked Bill received his guest at the door and at once conducted him to the library, where the old schemer’s favor- ite neponthe awaited. “I've got to talk fast, my boy,” he began, “before Roberta comes down. In the first place you must brace yourself for a not very cheerful dinner. I'm supposed to have gone bust in the market—Hillcrest has been gobbled up by my bankers to meet my notes. I'm down to a couple of thousand dollars.” Glenn Hackett stared at the old gen- tleman owlishly. He was a man who seldom asked questions before he had all of the facts in hand. Crooked Bill continued: “I hope I do not have to assure you, Glenn, that in so far as Bobby is con- cerned I'm for you all the way.” “Thank you very much,” Hackett re- plied. “I have suspected as much for quite a while.” “That girl is too doggone high and mighty to suit me,” Crooked Bill con- tinued, sipping his drink with medita- tive pleasure, “so I've cooked up & scheme to bring her fluttering to the ground. Roberta’s the light of my eye and the apple of my heart, but never- theless, as a reasoning human being, I've got to admit that she has her drawbacks. She’s got to be yanked down out of the clouds of romance to earthly practicalities, and in my feeble way I'm attempting to do it. All of her life I've been busy spoiling Roberta by granting every wish she's expressed and a heap she never thought of express- ing. That's bad busines.” “It's a business I fear I'd love to en- gage in,” Glenn Hackett replied with one of his rare, humorous grins. “Well, I'm not so sure Roberta wouldn’'t be delighted to be your part- ner—after she's brought you to the THE EVENING STAR, WASHINGTON, grwn point of subjugation. The trou- le with you, son, is that you're not sufficiently romantic to appeal to Ro- berta. You're too old for your years. Do you ever make her a pretty speech? Flatter her a little? Remark on her dresses, the way she does her hair— things like that? My boy, women eat that sort of thing with a large spoon. “I fear I'm sadly deficlent in that method of approach.” “I know. You have the fool habit of looking all the things you ought to say. Now, then, here's my plan.” He recited in marvelous detail his conver- sation with Roberta of a few days be- fore, regarding his operations in Wall Street. “Of course,” he added, n skate all the way around the truth, but I won't actually lie. Not to Roberta, any rate. I just pulled a mourn! mien, and Roberta jumped to the con- clusion that I had sold 5,000 Motors short and that with every jump of the ticker I was losing a fortune. You see, I merely outlined to her what would happen to any chap who bought short in this market. Thus, I craftily paved the way for a mythical collapse. “Today I came staggering in, play- acting all over the place, and moaned aloud that I was out of the market, that Motors had jumped 15 points and that my broker had sold me out be- cause I didn't dare ctay with the game any longer. Well, as & matter of fact, I am out of the market. My brokers did sell me out—but on the right side of the ledger, and as a result I've cleaned up about 10 millions. I've ar- ranged with a trusted friend to pretend he’s bought Hillerest from the bank to which I had given him a deed. Well, I did give the bank a deed as security for more money to play this crazy mar- ket, but I could afford to. I was miles ahead of the hounds—playing on mar- gin. I've leased this place for July, August and September—and Roberta is her Uncle Tom's sheep and wool and 'éake care of me the remainder of my lay . “Very nice of Roberta, I should say. Mr. Latham. But then Roberta was al- ways & good sport. Witness the sporty manner in which she took that beating I was insane enough to inflict on her in a moment of pique. I wish my-tongue had _cleaved to the roof of my mouth.” “Don’t you wish anything of the sort. ‘Women—Roberta’s type of woman—Ilove rough stuff from their men.” “I'm not her man.” “You follow my lead and you will be. You've given her one licking and I'm giving her another. Right now she's figuring ways and means of avoiding all her old friends. She'll never place her- self in the position of being pitied by her set, of being patronized, of being the recipient of favors she can't repay. Excess acid is the common cause of indigestion. 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Roberta’s going down to Texas to look after her interests. She hasn't said so, but I know the thought will occur to her be- tween now and tomorrow morning. She didn't want to go if she could avold it, but now she's Mfi:nlfll to think it is her duty to go. She must be on the job to protect every dollar coming to her from Tom Antrim's estate. She’s “Got to take care of poor old Uncle Bill Latham, or else r old Uncle Bill will never raise his again.” “A very commendable spirit. That makes me love Roberta all the more. But still T do not follow you.” “You idiot boy! I'm going to give you a chance to be a hero, to put Ro- berta under obligations to you. Tonight. at dinner, this sad story I've just told you is going to come out. You're going to suspect something and start probing me—and when you discover all is over you;;e g7olng to suggest saving me.” “How?” t | the Little Mother now. 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