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Nlustrated . by Vincentinl “Don't you think we ought to quit kidding ourselves, Duke?” | the way through. He's down to earth. THE STORY SO FAR. Carol Clavton, engaged to wealthy Hartley Madison, falls in love with Duke Bradley, hand- some bookmaker, to whom she is paying a $76,000 debt incurred by her father bejore his death. Her luck at the track is phenom- enal, with the result that Duke, | | through whom she places her bets, is all but wiped out. In order to recoup, Duke persuades Hartley to place bets through | | him, too—but Carol. knowing Hartley's weakness for horses, thwarts this plan. Duke is in- furiated; and she is humilated at the thought that his only in- terest in her it a possible con- tact with Hartley. At the Ken- tucky Derby she iwins enough to pay off the $76,000 debt. On the return train she is taken ill. Duke nurses her and his tenderness makes her believe he loves her. In a fererish moment she eonfesses her love for him CHAPTER XXIITL 8he hadn't meant to sav it. One minute before she would have said ghe never could say those words, ex- | cept in answer to a declaration of Jove from Duke. She was horrified et what she had done and she was | glad at the same time. This situation | eould not go on. She could not stand | it any longer. Unmaidenly she might | But she had been honest. | Duke would be forced to answer her frankness with equal cander. | She saw him pause, his hand in | mid-air, a startled expression on his face. She held her breath waiting for the words he would say | “Stealing my catchline. eh?” he | ehuckled, “Now, voung lady, no more nonsenze. Turn over, as I tald you Duke's got to give your back the works." | Carol did not move except to bite | her lip in annovance. She had heard | him use that phrase about his catch- | line many times. Tt was one of his | Jokes—just as the words “I love you" | were among his stock remarks. He had never said them to her, but then | they had hardly been on joking terms. | ‘Why couldn't he have known she was | in earnest? She had an impulse to | take his head in her two hands and bang it against the wall. She wanted | to weep. She wanted to repeat the words over and over until he under- | stood she meant them She did none of those things etead she shrugged her shoulders, | thinking there was one consolation at least in his stupiditv. Many women had thrown themseives at him, she | knew, and it had taken skill on his ! part to make it plain to them, without | affront to their pride, that he did | not share their emotions. This Was | 8 different case. It was evident that | he did not think she cared for him | at all. The sting of disappointment | Was not too acute—at least she had | not made a fool of herself. | “What's the matter with you?” he | #aid. “Over you go—and now.” | She shook her head, making her | shininz. fluffy hair fiy like a cloud | before his eves. She saw a strange look in his eyves—one she had never | In- | jarms | What | could | know He's my friend. He's our kind." The movement of his hands on her back was good. She was glad, too, that for the moment they could not talk. She did not know what to say | next. She had a vague dread of what he might say “Duke, let me up,” she cried sud- denly in a stifled voice. “I'm suffo- cating.” | She broke into & harsh paroxysm of coughing. Duke was frightened. He pulled her back abruptly into his She lay, quivering in them, racked with her coughs. She was | afraid she would never be able to stop. She wondered if she would ever be able to draw a straight breath again. It pained her intolerably and | vet in the midst of it all she felt a | thrill of happiness. Duke was holding | her in his arms! She was lying against | his heart. He might be doing it only | becaiise he was kind, because he did | not like to see any living thing in | pain. When she was well, she might never feel his arms around her again. | the future held for them she not know. But this she did | For whatever reason once he | had held her close to him. Always | she would have the memory of that. | “Easy, baby, easy!” he said to her soothingly. Through his genuine con- cern for her shot another note, and again there was that strange look on his face. But Carol heard only the | murmur of his voice. And she could not see his face. At last the paroxysm subsided. | Carol, exhausted, clung weakly to him. | She felt his strength might flow into | her and she was very weak. He was | gently rocking her back and forth as | if she were a baby. He stroked her disordered hair with gentle fingers into | a soft smoothness. She wished this | moment could last forever. It couldn't, | of course, but something must come | of it. Never again could she and Duke £0 back to the old relationship. That | was impossible. If only he would | speak! If she could know what he had been thinking, could only be sure | what he had been feeling, as he held her to him! But he did not speak. | This could not go on—not a mo- ment longer. She strained closer to | him. She felt like crying again that | she loved him; she felt an almost | irTesistible desire to pull his face down | to hers and kiss him. But she did | not speak: she did not move. If he | did not know how she felt—if he did not love her—she could do no more, “You nearly scared the heart out of me, honey,” he said softly. Her next words came out to her sur- prise as well as his “Don’t you think we ought to quit | kidding ourselves, Duke?" i “Kidding?" he asked in bewilder- ment, looking down at her as she lay against her heart. She looked like a small child, pale and lovely and helpless, he thought. He must help her. Jim Clayton's last words had been to him, asking him to care for Carol if ever she needed it. | “We're not going to kid,” he said. “And you're not going to talk, fair| lady. I knew you were ill, I thought vou had a fever; but youre worse | than I thought. Oh, it's nothing serious, of course, but you need look- ing after and I'm the person who | | | THE EVENING I've made it abeolutely final. There won't be any reason for his coming to Baratoga.” Duke seems more astonished than happy at Carol's resolution. Is it possible he doesn't want her to break her engagement to Hartley? Don't miss tomorrow’s thrilling installment, (To be continued.) HIGHWAY GROUP URGES BETTER SHORE ROADS By the Aasociated Press. SALISBURY, Md., August 13.—L. H. Siau of Georgetown, S. C., was re- elected president of the Ocean High- way Association at its third annual meeting yesterday. Approximately 50 members of the association, from Atlantic seaboard towns from South Carolina to Penn- sylvania, were represented at the ses- sion. State Senator O. Straun Lloyd ad- dressed the association, urging the organization to lend its efforts toward securing better through highways on the Maryland Eastern Shore. “A blindfolded passenger in an au- tomobile,” he said, “can tell, by the rough roads, the minute he enters and leaves the State.” STAR, WASHINGTON D. C, FRIDAY, AUGUST 13, 1937. In the Hunt Country R. AND MRS. EDWIN B. M KING of Warrenton, Va, the marriage of their daugh- ter, Emily North, to Mr. Melville place on Saturday, August 28, at § o'clock in the afternoon at St James’ is to be a reception immediately after the ceremony at Stuyvesant, the home Miss King is one of the most at- tractive and popular young girls in Church, son of Mr. Melville Churcn of Washington and the late Mrs. Mar- most important social event of August in Virginia. Emily North is known most accomplished horsewomen in the country. Riding in horse show By Nina Carter Tabb. have sent out invitations to Church, 2d. The wedding will take Episcopal Church, Warrenton. There of the Kings near Warrenton. Virginia, and her marriage to Melville garet Woodward Church, will be the in all sporting circles as one of the rings, point-to-point races and the A New 9-Piece Dining Room Suite Comprising a Buffet, China Cabinet, Extension Table and Six Upholstered Seat Chairs. Durably built and richly finished in walnut over gumwood. If your dining room needs refurnishing, don’t miss this value. Living Room Suite in Tapestry 2 pieces. No Money Down Activities Among the Horse-Lovers of Virginia and Maryland. hunting field, she is a member of the ‘Warrenton Hunt Club Melville Church, 2d, has rented a house in the Piedmont Hunt Country, between Rectortown and Upperville, which he and his bride will occupy after their wedding trip. They will hunt with the different hunts of the neighborhood and will be a great addi- tion to our neighborhood. Their many friends are looking forward to having them here. ANOTHER wedding of great im- portance, which will take place in Virginia on September 6, is that of Miss Hetty Reid Turner of West- wood, between Middleburg and the Plains, to Mr. James E. Wood of Nashville, Tenn. The wedding will take place in Grace Episcopal Church, the Plains, at 12 o'clock noon. Misas Tur- ner is the daughter of the late Mr. and Mrs. Edward Shirley Turner and makes her home with her aunt, Miss Margaretta Fitz Hugh Turner, at Consists of Steel $ lows, Westwood. Directly after the wed- ding ceremony there wili be a 1e- ception for the bridal party, relaticns and intimate friends of tne bride and bridegroom at Westwood. Miss Turner, a tall, lovely, blond girl, has selected a3 her attendants Mrs. Hill Beverley of Raleigh, N. C., who was formerly Miss Mittie Turfier of the Piains, as matron of honor and Miss Mattie Tate Wood of Nashville, a sister of the bridegroom, as maid of honor. The bride will enter the church and be given in marriage by her brother, Mr. Robert Fauntleroy Turner of Middleburg. After a wedding trip, Mr. and Mrs. Wood will live in Nashville, Tenn., where he is in business. Miss Eleanor Mackubin of the fac- ulty of Foxcroft School, where she instructs the leading young horse- women of America in riding, is spend- ing the month of August with her parents, Mr. and Mrs. George Macku- bin of Baltimore, at their lovely Sum«+ mer home, Goshen, in Gloucester County, Va. This place, situated near Gloucester Court House, is on the Ware River and is one of the show places of lower Virginia, noted for its beautiful and historic old homes. 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For that look she | What she had because she was fever- had surprised on his face, that little | ish, because she was delirious. Again invozmntary gasp she had heard, could | she wanted to weep. She also wanted mean but one thing. At last he was | to burst out laughing. She was not the | aware of her—not as a clever girl, | hysterical type, but at that moment | not as & good sport, not even as the | she knew she must put up a fight to daughter of his good friend, but as a | keep from acting like a neurotic will see you get it. With Rosetta's | help I intend to have you on your | feet as good as new when we get back | Wisntara e TR woman. The detachment with which | he had treated her was gone and she knew it could never return. He might not love her, of course. He might not believe that she had meant what she had said. But, for the moment at least, he had been startled out of | his poise. | He was embarrassed, and for that she was glad. Suddenly he took hold of her two shoulders, tossed her over, pushed her deep into the pillows and pulled back hoth the flannel robe and | the filmy negligee underneath, from her shoulders “Now!” he said gruffly, holding her down with one hand while with the other he slapped a lump of the salve on her back, “you lie still and you keep still. I don't want to hear an- other word out of you.” Her face buried in the pillows, she had no choice. She had to obey him, while he was massaging her back. But if she couldn't talk, she could think. Her mind was racing back— it made her think of the old super- stition about all of one's life coming to & drowning man—to the past; to all the things which had happened since she and Duke had met. It went further back than that. There were the dreams she had had since she was 8 little girl of getting away from the life of the tracks, for knowing and be- longing to another class of people. Her father had shared that hope with her. She could hear his voice saying: “I don't want the turf life for you, daughter. I want you to get away, to mingle with a different class of folks. I want you to have advantages you never can have from the gypsy life T have given you. You are beau- tiful, and what is more, you have ‘class’ You'll make the grade be- cause you're a thoroughbred.” Yes, he had said that to her, and many times. But he had said something else—the day she returned home, the day he died. He had seen her haughty manner toward Duke and he had said a worried expression on his face: wanted you to have a new life, dear. I want it yet. But you mustn't lose your sense of values. Duke is fine, all woman who herself. “I'm all right,” she said. “What's a little coughing spell, anyway? Noth- ing to get excited about.” “What you don't know about your- self is a plenty,” he said. “I say you are not all right. And I'm the mas- ter here and I'm going right on being that. Do I make myself plain?” “In part,” she said. She was wish- ing he would make himself plain on other things—the important things— as he had done in his orders to her. But he gave no sign that he remem- bered what she had said; he acted as if his one interest in her was to cure her cold. She knew she should leave well enough alone. Perhaps she would regret always that she had not taken advantage of his attitude to save her pride. But she was beyond oaring about that. Only one thing in the world mattered now. She must know whether he loved her, whether there was any use hoping he ever would love her. She would not tell him again she loved him. It would not be fair to him if he could not say to her the same words. Suddenly her eyes fell on the crumpled papers on which she had been writing. oOf course, that was the way. She reached out her hand and picked up the last sheet on which she had written. “I'll be good.” she said softly. “But I want to tell you something. I'm writing Hartley—breaking our engage- ment.” “What's that?” he cried in astonish- ment. e “I know you think I've been talk- ing wild words, didn't know what I was saying. But I do know what I'm saying, Duke. This isn't anything I'm saying because I have fever—if I have any. I've been intending to do it for days.” “You—mean—" he gasped. “I mean I'm through with him. It's all over. We'll never see him again, I hope.” “He—he won't be in Baratoga?™ “No. He'll get this in New York. had lost all control of | | his Fine 3-Piece Bedroom Suite —is an excellent example of what fine quality, style and beauty can be bought for so little money. Just as pictured, with Bed, Chest of Drawers and a choice of Dresser or Vanity finished in walnut on hard- wood. 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