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~7 THURSDAY, MARCH 22, 1934 MASON CITY GLOBE-GAZETTE THE OLD HOME TOWN By STANLEY XQ-OOPHDN WEEKS, THE UPCAU DIAMOND V/HO HAS BEEN TRYJN6 To i^ET'A B LEAGUE JOS Pore TBN YEARS IS GIVIK1G THE CINCJMNATI REDS A'CHKHCE "THIS YE.MI BEAD THIS FIRST: Copt. TIpEle Turner, returning: (o England from India, finds pretty Viola Norman on Hhlpboard, deserted by her husband and friendless. After frustrating her attempt at suicide, he learns she Is to become a mother. He Introduces her to friends of his on board, the Rutherford family. When they reach England,. Viola ROCS with the Kuthcrfords for a visit iind TlgKlu proceeds to the home of his slater, Janet, realizing he Is deeply In love ivltli Viola. Janet's husband, Harvey Gllmore, an artist, shows TlgKle n painting of a danclnc girl he had found In a cabaret on the continent- Amazed, Tickle recognizes her as Vlulu. He grows morose as she falls to write him. As Harvey and Tiggie leave for a visit to London, Turner receives a letter from Grlerson and company, lawyers, with a check In payment for a loan he had advanced Viola. In Ixin- don be makes an appointment with Qrier- Hon. The lawyer refuses to give Tiggie Viola's address. (NOW GO ON WITH THE STOBV) CHAPTER 21 Â· A very ugly smile crossed Mr. Grierson's face at this bold move. For the first time he regarded Tiggie with active dislike. "So," he said, "you think you can bribe me!" "If you like to put it that way," said Tiggie, still protecting the bell with a firm outspread hand; "the point being that if I don't manage to square you, I shall square someone else, that's all." "J see," said Mr. Grierson. "Your purpose being--when you have succeeded?" "To discuss the matter of the cheque," said Tiggie. : "I see," said, Mr. Grierson again slowly. "Well, if you wish, I wii: take back our cheque and see what my client says'about it." "Nothing doing!" smiled Tiggie. "You will take it back from her-not from me." 'The lawyer leaned back in his chair and surveyed him thoughtfully. "Perhaps," he said at last, "it would be simpler if I told you something about Mrs. Norman--as 'she is known to you--of which you are not aware." '.'Get down to brass tacks! That's the idea!" said Tiggie. 1 "I repeat--as she is known to you," said Mr. Grierson impressively, ignoring this ill-timed piece of levity. "Of course I do not profess to be cognizant of your relations with her, though I can only presume that they are such as she desires to terminate. Her attitude seems to point to this." "At the same time you had better be careful how you put it," said Tiggie very quietly. '"And you might remember too that there still exists such a thing as disinterested friendship." "Mr. Grierson smiled cynically. "Seldom in the tropics, I think," he remarked. "However, that is not the point immediately under discussion. You may say with reason that I am telling you something which I have no right to tell you, but it seems to me the only means of achieving my client's desire, which is to be left alone." He paused, looking at Tiggie with a certain steely speculation. "Go on!" said Tiggie. Mr. Grierson picked up a pencil and, dropping his gaze to the blotter in front of him, began to make a very precise line of dots with much absorption. "My client," he said, "has been known to you as Mrs. Norman only. That, I think, is correct?" "Certainly," said Tiggie. Almost in spite of himself he also was watching the pencil journeying do^.berately and laboriously over the paper, as though it picked out some message in cipher. "Well"--very slowly came the words from lips curiously immobile, like the lips of a mask--"I can only tell you, with regrets, that my client has no claim whatever to ttat title. She is not a married woman, nor--I imagine--ever likely to be." "What?" said Tiggie. The word burst from him involuntarily, but in a moment he had himself in hand, all signs of emotion checked. "Do you mind," he said, "just telling me exactly what you mean by that?" Mr. Grierson's hand came to the edge of the blotter and paused. He surveyed the even row of dots with grave attention, then with great deliberation he lifted his eyes to Tiggie's face. "I mean," he said, "that though at different times in her career more than one man may have claimed possession of her, she has never belonged to any one in particular for any length of time." Very slowly, with absolute assurance, the words fell. They might have constituted a death sentence, for there was the solemnity of death in the quiet room. Tiggie sat as one turned to stone. His eyes had raised themselves automatically to meet the level gaze of tire man opposite to him, and he remained so staring, forgetting to speak. It was Mr. Grierson who broke the silence at length after what seemed an uncanny interval not composed of normal time. ' "This being the case, I am prob- 'ably right in concluding that you will not refuse to have your money refunded to you, since it is obviously her desire to free herself from any further obligation so far as you are concerned." Tiggie's equilibrium came back to Â· him. gradually like that of a ship in a. storm. His stunned senses slowly righted themselves; but he still stared almost as if hypnotized at the perfectly composed face of the man before him. "Am I right?" asked Mr. Grierson. Tiggie opened his mouth to speak, but found no voice. He had to swallow hard once or twice before he could produce it. His throat felt hot and dry, as though he had partaken of ashes. "No!" he said at last. "You're a damned scoundrel to suggest such a thing to me, and something a good deal worse to dare to make these vile allegations against her. What do you mean by it? What the devil do you mean?" His voice rose in spite of himself, and Mr. Grierson made an abrupt sign of warning, breaking in upon him without ceremony. "We will not make this common property, Captain Turner," he said with some sternness. "With regard to your personal remarks I have nothing to say. I realize that you have had a shock, and I therefore make allowances. But you will be good enough to curb yourself as long as you remaia in this office. And perhaps too you will be good enough to remember that what I have said to you was spoken for your own good and strictly private. I am not at liberty to answer any further questions, and so I can only recommend you to take your checque and put the matter behind you." "You can keep your blasted advice till I ask for it," said Tiggie Curiously. "And your damned lies :oo! As for your cheque"--he made a violent movement to pull out his riocketbook, but checked himself.-'No, I will return that to her personally--or at least satisfy myself that she is in no further need of it." "You can do the last before leaving here," observed Mr. Grierson coldly. "Perhaps, upon consideration, it would be more advisable for you :o do so. The.ladv in question is in no further need o* your help because she is now under my protection--by ler own desire." He paused, regarding Tiggie with a species of icy trumph, which held no suggestion of enjoyment. "Yours!" said Tiggie hoarsely. He felt suddenly beaten, unable to Big Sister The More Haste-- By Les Forgrave Pressure Pete Success! George Swan Frank Merriwell at Yale Homeless Again Burt L. Standish Muggs McGinnis The Artistic Hunter? By WJIy Bishop Etta Ketf How Thoughtful Paul Robinson HE'S ttof GO(N) [ IF TO ae EASY 1 DAMGER. 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Vou COULD Gef"AIONQ \N ITH our A Bol FRIEND ABOUT AS LONG AS A BAtJV COULO GWEUP A BOTTLE, 1 ME,; Bur ENEN IFNou DID ewe ScN FT2IEM THEAlIZ-- f ) LOSE ALL - /MONI?) KS r IEFT; ME ? ,-DONTBE SILLS. Dowr NO OTHEI2.QH2L. It GOIMQTO NEED MONEY? PINE WILL LOAN YOU On furniture, nntos, personal property or anything of value to persons wbo have steady employment. LOANS UP TO S300 Pay back In monthly installments. LOANS MADE SAME DAY OF APPLICATION . L. Pine Loan Company Of Mason City Second Floor Weir BldR. , Phone 224 go on. This man spoke with authority that there was no gainsaying. There was a force behind his words that was greater than anything physical. He waited with a kind of dogged knowledge of defeat for the next blow to fall, Mr, Grierson took up his tale with the same ironical composure as had characterized him throughout. "I have described her as my client. She was originally my ward. She left me in a fit of girlish pique some years ago and proceeded to destroy herself. Now, at the end of her tether, she has returned to me to ask my help. Being her.stepbrother, I have not refused it. That, Captain Turner, is how she comes to be in my care, and I hope you are now satisfied that she is in no need of any help from an outsider, however good his intentions." "Great heavens!" said Tiggie slowly. It had come like a final, smashing blow between the eyes, and he was as one felled to the earth. But still he made a gallant effort at self- recovery. "You tell me this!" he said, "You! How am I to know that it's true?" The other man made the curt sound that he had heard the previous day on the telephone that was like a laugh suppressed at birth. "How am I to know that you have received my cheque?" he said. "I have not yet had your formal receipt." "I see," said Tiggie rather thickly. It was unanswerable and he knew it. This was not a man to assume the burdens of others out of mere philanthropy; and Viola--he knew Viola to be penniless and desperate. Sitting there, gazing blindly before him, he visualized the need that had driven her to this course and the grudging response which it had evoked. He saw this Grierson, with his iron brain, his business constitution, reluctantly compelled to admit a tie which he fain would have severed, and by force of it pitilessly severing all other ties to which she might have clung. And again a great upward burst of compassion that was like a leaping flame overwhelmed him, blotting out his own bitter disillusionment. How she had suffered--and how terribly she had despaired--before she had taken this step! It had probably been the right thing to do; from the ordinary standpoint the only thing. But how she had suffered in the doing of it, and--if he had ever known her-how she was suffering still! He became aware of a quiet movement on the part of his companion and recovered his physical sight in time to see him press the bell which a few minutes before he had held triumphantly against him. Simultaneously with the action the cold voice addressed him. "I think that is all we have to discuss, Captain Turner. It is an unfortunate affair, but you may take my word for it that you will best serve your own interests by letting it drop. Oh t Barnes, show this gentleman the way out!" The silent entrance of the office boy behind him brought Tiggie instinctively to his feet. He took up his hat, feeling strangely shaken and uncertain of himself, aware of utter defeat yet thinking only of Viola's piteous distress, her desolation of spirit, before she had come to this. Had she possibly been ill also? The wonder flashed through his mind. He turned on the point of departure to ask the question, but the peal of the telephone bell made noisy interruption. "Excuse me!" said Mr. Grierson conventionally, taking up the receiver. Tiggie wheeled with the words unuttered and tramped away. (TO BE CONTINUED) Sliver Goes in Hand. 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