Evening Star Newspaper, July 23, 1935, Page 24

JAZZ An Exciting, Ultra-Modern Love Story. INSTALLMENT XIX. ‘WO weeks later, the amusement park closed, and after several days of hard rehearsal, the band opened at the Viennese ball room downtown, playing in con- junction with Phil Spitalny’s famed combination, secured as an intro- ductory attraction. The great ball room, beautifully redecorated for the ‘Winter season, was thronged on the opening night. Paul danced with Ina, when she arrived at 11 o'clock. He was en- thusiastic. “Listen to that band work, Honey,” he exclaimed, his eyes on the Spitalny-filled stage, where *one of the best” was living up to its reputation with a vengeance. “That’s what I call execution! Smooth as vel- vet! Some day I'm going to have a band like that—." She glanced up at him. He was excited, profoundly stirred. “Some day—you'll have everything you want, Paul,” she answered, almost wistfully. But he was thinking only of the or- chestra before them. “Do you think youll want me— then?” she persisted, her voice muffled against his shoulder. Paul, catching her list words, looked at her ques- tionirgly. “What did you say, Honey?” he inquired. She was somewhat abashed, bif repeated her question. “When you have a band like that, and—every- thing, will you want me, too?” she | said, soberly. He shook her gently. “You know better than that,” he admonished. “If I didn’t have you, I wouldn’t have— anything. I wouldn’t want anything. Now, aren’t you sorry?” Ina, impelled by a sudden ineffable longing within her, the mounting | doubts that had lashed her for weeks, resolved on & bold stroke. «paul,” she said; “tonight, when we go home, will you tell me—2?" He interrupted her by suddenly stopping in his tracks. They were near the end of the floor and he had had a glimpse of a party just entering from the foyer. The third woman was Jessie Whitewood, alluring, familiar. “Let's go upstairs, Honey,” he sug- gested, hurriedly. “We can talk there, | and I want to tell you about Spitalny looking over some of my arrange- ments.” Ina, slightly puzzled at his abrupt proposal, hesitated a moment, lhen:’ turned beside him through the crowd. | As they crossed toward the stairway, | the group in the cleared pathway of the entrance was plainly visible. Paul | was studiedly unobservant, but Ina recognized Jessie instantly, and her | appraisal of the situation was swift. The reaction was like a dash of icy | water. In the booth on the mezzanine floor, she found that she could not reopen the subject on which she had 50 hopefully embarked. a few minutes before. The man opposite her, who discoursed cheerfully upon new goals set in his profession; of triumphs to be shared; who called her intimate, endearing names and held her hand | openly over the table, his eyes at- | tractively bright in the glow of the flame-tinted bracket lamp, suddenly | seemed strange to her, his words | empty, his resolutions mere brag- | gadoccio. | * ok ¥ Carol’s return was not without its effect. Her inherent Highland shrewd- ness screamed for a probing to the core of Papl's indictment, and her affection for Ina rendered her over- gealous in her self-imposed duty. She overlooked no opportunity for obser- vation of the suspect, and therefore was often at the apartment, fre- quently remaining until Paul got home from the Viennese; whereupon she would note time of arrival, in- spect carefully for signs of alcoholic content, and record his general ap- pearance upon her elastic memory for future dissection. Ina’s former roommate regarded him with frank suspicion and made it plain that he was tolerated only as the husband of her friend, a wolf in wooly raiment. She made several attempts to enlist Bud and Sue as agents of liaison, but Sue, feeling that her confidence was being misused, politely declined, and the straightforward Bud cooly in- formed her that it was “none of my | butt-in.” | Paul, soon realizing the trend of | things. abandoned all efforts to meet her upon friendly ground, and reaped much satisfaction in enlarging upon her condemnation, in shocking her ‘whenever possible. Ina was torn between husband and friend, uncertain, recognizing Carol’s suspicions, flercely denying them to herself, yet fearing their ultimate confirmation; alternately elated and discouraged, but hoping, always hop- ing. Carol’s return held another signifi- cance for Paul. It represented the end of the armistice signed with Jessie on the pier at Lake Taneycomo. Although keenly cognizant of that fact, he waited, biding his time, forti- fying himself with a dogged dismissal of the whole affair as unbelievable, a bad dream, to be banished at the last | moment. Jessie had been as good as her word. In their few chance meetings, at the park, or later around the aisles | of the Viennese, she had made no allusion to the truce in effect. nor had she telephoned him at any time. He began to feel almost secure. Then one evening in October, an attendant at the Viennese handed him a folded note. It was brief, con- cise. “So the girl friend is back from California.” The signature was “J. ‘W.—corner booth.” At the npext intermission, Paul crossed the room and threaded his way toward the stairs. He paused for & moment at the bottom and appeared to deliberate, hand on the rail, then slowly mounted the steps. Jessie, 'ROACHES SPREAD DISEASE! Kill them quick _this sure way! One reach means danger! Sci- ence has proven thatthese sup- s:nudly harmless pests spread gerous disease germs. Rid Tome from bidiee places!to come from ng eat Peterman’s Roach Food. Crawl back and die—leaving NO ODOR. Young and eggs are killed. Guaranteed. Get a can at your druggist’s today! PETERMAN’S ROACH FOOD By Wyatt Rundell. & BAND {&) alone in a booth, watched his ap- proach with a smile. “So glad you could come,” she declared archly. “Won't -you sit down?” When he got home that night, Ina was surprised at his noiseless en- trance, a radical departure from his customary clatter on the stairs. She came to meet him, her welcome in her eyes, fair-haired, adorable against the soft background of the lampshade behind her. Paul eyed her hungrily, but kissed her almost perfunctorily, and crossing to a chair, sank into it as though exhausted. She followed and perching on the chair-arm. slid an arm around his neck caressingly. “Tired, Honey?" she asked softly. He shook his head, eyes fixed on the rug. He put up a hand and rubbed his forehead vigorously, as if seeking to alleviate inner constric- tion. “Headache?” ously. “No—" he said. His mood was an infrequent one to Ina. The grim line at the corner of his mouth sent a thrill of ap- prehension through her, sensing in his reticence the long-awaited sur- render to the gnawings of conscience. She steeled herself for the forgive- ness that she knew she would be| unable to deny. | “Tell me what's wrong,” she| prompted. “I know there's some- | thing.” | He sat as if graven in stone. He | seemed utterly dejected, beaten. i “Please tell me, honey,” she begged. | “Can't I help?” [ His eyes, in a sudden side glance at her, looked wild. He did not reply, and in the strained silence that fol- | lowed the faint hum of ‘the alarm clock on the radio was plainly audible. Paul suddenely jerked con- . vulsively and, jumping up from the | chair, strode across the room and stared out of a window at the dim street below. His shoulders were | squared, erect. | “Tell you,” he repeated, harshly. “Sure—T'll tell you—" | Ina made the mistake of following | him, of putting her arms around him | and drawing him close to her; of smiling into his eyes with a radiance that, had she realized it, was the | means of defeating ber own purpose. | “Don’t be afraid, darling,” she en- | couraged him softly. “There’s just you and I to consider. No one else. Can't you see that—that nothing could change my feeling for you. We'll just wipe it off clean and start over again—and—and the next time we won't make mistakes. I'm sure of it. Why, honey,” she laughed ecstatically, “I could forgive you, even | if it—if it was Jessie Whitewood.” | She paused expectantly. Paul was staring at her queerly. He hesitated, | wavered and was lost. He suddenly caught her to him in a grip of iron. “No!” she heard him say fiercely. “No! It isn't that. It isn't anything like that. 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They were received by the charming hostess and her staff of “assisted-bys,” Sue Train and Carol, and the alacrity with which they availed themselves of the entire apartment, from rear hall to living room, soon assured the affair of suc- cess. Tom Jencks, Gub Davidson, ‘Whitey, Vincent Dana, all with “lady friends,” proudly introduced, and promptly deserted; Willy Griggs with Fay Stanwyck, heroine of the rescue of Paul's ring; the St. Georges, faultlessly tolleted, urbane, delightful company; Puny, round-faced, glib- tongued, soon rendered belligerent by the accustomed and skiliful baiting of the hilarious guest list; last, but not least, Jerry and Joe, tow-heads brushed and shining, officially escort- ing the olive-skinned Richardson twins who towered above them by inches. Ina, though flooded with hospitable obligation, kept an eye on the hall door. Tonight, of all mights, of course, Paul would be late. She was gen- uinely alarmed when Bud appeared, alone, and cornered nim immediately, under cover of the gereral festivity. He eyed her approach warily, and his | hastily erected defenses were painfully apparent. “Didn’t—Paul come with you?” she queried. Her voice was a little in- credulous. He shook his head. “He’ll be along,” he responded shortly, busying himself with his overcoat. “But—where is he?"” persisted Ina “I thought—" “I waited for hi said Bud. “He | was talking to some guy. and said for me to go ahead. up with Babe.” Ina eyed him nervously, and dis- Maybe he’s coming head. “They aren’t coming,” she an- swered, soberly. “Mrs. Buriton phoned me yesterday. I—I wish Paul would get here—" She looked so pathetic that Bud vas moved to link his arm consol- ingly in hers and drew her toward the kitchen. “Come on, Sis,” he suggested, ami- ably. “Let’s go throw & drink together for this mob, and quit frettin’ about Paul. 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