Evening Star Newspaper, September 11, 1935, Page 7

FEATHER INHE R HAT JULIE ANNE MOORE SYNOPSIS OF PRECEDING INSTALLMENT Ann Rogers and Rita Manley, Elmville schoolmates and then college mates. Dass civil service tests for Federal jobs and go to Washington. They are met there by Bill Hudson whom Rita had met two years earlier in New York just as his paper had made him its Washington correspondent He stops at the Globe office to pick up Mollie Winslow who does & column that is | syndicated and with whom the girls are to stay until they find quarters. Just before Bill appears her phone rings and a high- pitched voice tells her Fuhrman Wells. Senator Runbrecker's secretary, is lyin murdered in the reflecting pool at the Lin- coln Memorial. As she hangs up, she sees Wells at_the door but does not tell him. Instead she asks him to her apartment that | evening. Mollie and the two girls like one another at once. Seima Runbrecker. the Senator’s daughter. and Carl Balmer. a Department of Justice man, whom Bill de- scribes as “the great lovers,” have pre- ceded them to Mollie's home. It is ar- ranged that after a buffet subper they are 10 g0 to the airport for the arrival of Lee Monday. famous aviator and pal of Bill. who is making a blind flight from the Pa- cific Coast. Asking them to be nice to an unnamed guest she is expecting. Mollie waits until the last minute, then tells them of the mysterious phone message about Wells being murdered. ~ Just then Wells ap- Dears at the door and asks Mollie. “Could you swear that voice did not belong to Eome one now in tnis room.” As he leaves those in the room are startled by Selma’s wail. A her into the bed room, Selma Runbrecker was now sobbing, violently. Bill came out of the bed room and closed the door. “Mollie will smooth her down,” he said. He grinned at Ann. “Well, how'd you like our little show, Brown Eyes?” Her dark little face showing the strain of the past 10 minutes, Ann asked, “What'’s it all about, Bill? Was that man real?” “Fuhrman Wells?” Both Bill and Carl grinned. “Fuhrman’s all right,” Bill said. “A hypochondriac, that’s all . .. He's a walking political en- cyclopedia and a master of what you might call bureaucratic strategy. I imagine Senator Runbrecker would be happier without Fuhrman around— but he wouldn't get as much done.” But all this was foreign to Ann,| and entirely irrelevant “I still don’t understand it.” she| told him. “Mollie tells us she had a | INSTALLMENT IL LMOST in hysterics Mollie and Bill finally carried before | | watch it taxi toward the terminal | building. “I'd be wasting my time to push through to the office fqr passes in- side,” Bill said. “Well just have to | take our chances.” Just then the rope broke under the strain and the mob surged forward. | Ann pulled at Bill's arm. This was | their opportunity to fight for a point | of vantage. But Rita was an anchor | on Bill's other arm. “We'd simply be crushed in there,” | Rita said. . Bill looked from one to the other, | grinning. “At your service, ladies.” And then a familiar male voice | said, “Say, this is luck. I was afraid you'd be lost in that riot out there.” Bill looked at Carl Balmer soberly. | “I thought you took Selma home?” | “My dear fellow,” Carl protested, | “you didn't expect me to spend the | night, I hope.” He slipped his arm | through Rita's and looked down at her smiling. “Selma snap out of it?” Bill asked. | will—in time. What do we do now?” Ann began to pull at Bill's arm | again. This time he went with her. | She pulled him into the milling throng. It was a matter of seconas before she looked back, hopetully. | Rita and Carl were nowhere in sight. Ann smiled, pleased, and looked up at Bill. N 1, we still have each otner, Bill.” Bill looked over his shoulder and | understood. “Good!” he said, and | without a word of warning, lifted Ann from the ground and set her on his | shoulder just as a hoarse shout went up from the crowd. “How's that?” | Ann had been surprised, but now | she could see the plane ana a lone | figure standing in the open cabin door. “Bill—he’s plane!” “Watch those heels,” getting out of the Bill said. sister.” “Oh, I'm terribly sorry,” Ann cried; “Hadn't when I left her, but she | THE EVENING ,STAR, WASHINGTON, D. C., WEDNESDAY, SEPTEMBER 11, 1935. Below her Bill's deep voice suddenly boomed out: “Hi, Lee—" Lee Monday stopped in his tracks, instantly recognizing Bill's voice. “Bill—how are you?” Now that Lee Wwas no longer moving the crowd began to press forward again. “Where'll I see you, Bill?” The two policemen behind Lee suddenly put him in motion again. Let mm stand there two seconds more and they’d never get him out alive. Bill cried, “Apartment K, The Charleston, Fourteenth street north- west . . . Get it?” He started 0 repeat it, but out of the squirming mass a dozen feet away Lee’s voice came back to them: “Okey-dokey . . . be seeing you.” “There,” Bill sald when they were getting into the car, “is a reguiar guy. Lee is my idea of the kind of man & girl ought to fall for. Better give those brown eyes plenty of play wnen you meet him, Ann. You mignt score & direct hit.” At the apartment Ann found a note | on the table addressed to Bill. 1t was from Mollie. Bill read it and handed it to Ann: “Had a call from Lady Lyol aimost before you reached the elevator. ‘We're leaving by auto at 4 am. and she wants me to come down there | and sleep. Tell Ann, Rita ran 1n and dressed and went out with Carl again. Better warn Rita. That Runbrecker female is hard. Expect to be back the latter part of the week. LooOK after these .nice children while I'm away. Toodle—o0. . . . Moll.” “Well,” said Bill, “if Carl and Rita | | can do it, so can we. Get dressed.” | But Ann shook her head, tirmly. | | “I'm dead, Bill. Thanks, though. Sit | | down and I'll fix us a cup of tea. I need it.” When she had put the small kettle | of water on the fire, she returned to the living room, and dropped on the couch. | “Bill,” she said, apologetically, “I'm tired. And I'm confused and a little depressed . . . I can’t get Fuhrman Wells out of my mind—Fuhrman and Selma. - And now Rita getting mixed up in it by grabbing Carl off the | minute she gets in town.” She ceased | | to speak, but her thoughts ran on .. .| | Considering that she and Rita had| | been in town only a few hours things | | seemed in something of & mess. Selma | “You're not sitting in the Yale Bowl, | in love with Carl . . . Carl, apparently, | under the spell of Rita’s beauty . . . | Rita, if Ann knew her, in love with no phone call from somebody who said | but her eager eyes never once left the { one and not likely to be unless she saw Fuhrman Wells had been murdered. Fuhrman Wells walks in and asks a | Jot of questions. Selma throws her- | self on the floor and weeps . . . Is| there any connection—or is this a sample of the way life is lived in ‘Washington?” | Carl was slowly pacing the floor. He gave Ann a smile of understand- scene about the plane. .. . Lee Monday had dropped to the ground. Now a circle of police flattened on two sides, became a small, determined weage, began to force its way through the noisy crowa Ann never knew how Bill managed it. but as the mass around them feil back, Bill edged forward and presentiy | the prospect of a material advantage | | to herself . . . Mollie and Bill— | She swallowed hard when she| | thought of that little kitchen scene | she had interrupted. They had both | been 50 shockingly casual about it . . . | Well, all in all, it was a fine mess to | stay out of . . . And that didn't make in it. Why else should the simple knowledge that she and Bill were alone in the apartment so accelerate the beating of her heart? Bill was watching her, curiously. He took & turn around the re humming softly. Presently he halted. “Don’t try to do everybody else’s worrying, Ann,” he said. “It doesn’t pay.” “Speaking of platitudes,” said Ann. She dropped her head back and closed her eyes. “All right, grampa.” Bill took a step toward her. “And another thing—don’t sass me or I'll give you a paddling.” “Yes, grampa.” She did not move, did not open her eyes. One long stride brought Bill to the couch. ‘“One more repetition of that classic line——"" he began, threatingly; but before he knew what she was doing Ann had wiggled to one side and run around the couch, crying, “Grampa, grampa, grampa.” Bill vaulted the couch easily, and not to be outdone, Ann vaulted it with as little effort in the opposite direction. Bill's long legs swung up in the air once more. Laughing until she had barely enough strength to run, Ann| dashed to a corner of the room and pulled & chair between them as Bill followed. - Then, in a desperate effort to reach the couch again, Ann's toe caught a fold in the rug and she sprawled. Bill caught her up and carried her to the couch. “Are you hurt, Ann?” Ann didn't want to grin, but she couldn’t help it. “You idiot—you've probably broken my neck.” She was lying full length on the couch and Bill | was on one knee, leaning toward her. 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Bill looked at his wrist watch, frowning. “Five of twelve,” he mut- tered. “We'll never see Lee Monday come in this night.” But he was wrong. The bed room door opened and Mollie came out, fol- lowed by Selma, red-eyed but out- wardly quiet. Selma forced a smile for Ann's benefit. “Sorry——" she said. “Forget it,” Ann said. “I've had them.” Carl came across the room and his large hands closed on Selma’s arms. *“Feel better, honey?” “I'm all right,” Selma said coldly. She was not looking at Carl, but at | Rita, who stood with her back to the window, a heel hooked on the low ledge. “If you think you can pull away I'd like to go home.” “Of course,” Carl nodded; and with & minimum of polite good nights they departed. The moment the door closed Bill said “Get your hats, kidlets. 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