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Home My WebLink AboutThe Exeter Times-Advocate, 1936-08-13, Page 2THURSDAY, AUGUST 13th, 1936 THE EXETER TIMES-ADVQCATE IIS BY BARBARA WEBB ••lb the be. out She reached Saunders’ table at last and sank into the chair he pull ed out foi* her. “What fun,” she said. “All boys and girls are happy as can Excepting me.” “What’s the matter, Penny?” “Tired.” “Don't you get a bit of kick of all the fuss they're making over you?” “Oh, I suppose I do in a way. I’m glad Sam’s pleased. But ...” “But what?” “I keep thinking of just why I’m here. I’ll get over that in time, of course. But just now it's pretty much in my mind." “Why are you here?” Saunders asked. “You know, don’t you?” “I know what you told the news paper boys. It sounded swell. B-ut just the same, a big time, plenty of clothes, lots of admiration . . . they can add up to a good deal for a girl like you.” Judith shook her head. “I’d never have come except that I can make enough money here to hire a detec tive to get new evidence about my father , . . never.” Her face saddened. “What can I do for you, Penny ” Saunders ask ed. “Rememben I told you to come back and ask me for something." “I want to see Daddy right away, in-stead of waiting a month as I’ll have to unless someone helps me.” “You can see him tomorrow,” said Saunders promptly, “if you’ll leave everything to me.” , “I will.” “Everything?” “Why, of course.” 'Saunders smiled to himself. Peo ple began making 'neady to go home. Judith sat' quietly at -Gilbert’s table, gratitude to him for his prompt granting of her wish her strongest ■sensation. Spencer came up. “Hello, Gil. Big night, wasn’t it? How about it, Judy? Are you going to let me take you home? I told Aunt Many -I’d see to it that you got .home O.K.” Saunders smiled and spoke in a voice that could be heard past the table and nearly to the door, “Go roll your hoop, Owen. The Good Penny’s not going home tonight. She’s driving up-iState with me so’s to see her father Sunday afternoon. Tell heit Aunt Mary she’ll be back sometime ... in time to go in the show Monday night at least.” CHAPTER Xni know.” She was playing to him, helping him make this a very ordinary oc casion bounded at one side by her meeting with her father, on the other by the return of her aunt. To gether they of its sting, tony. Judy hand on his five minutes my dear rug in the car? light coat.” “Sure.” he nodded. Judith waved her hand to Spencer, who smiled back, a set smile that cost him some thing. But his eyes were steady and held no reproa'ch for her. It warned her to think of this as she .hurried ly changed into street clothes. It sickened her, too, to wonder just how long his love for her could stand this strain. Spencer was human. If Gilbert meant to wreck her reputa tion completely, there might well come a time when Spencer could no longer believe. But Judith did not talk until they were through the tunnel and head ing north along Route 9. At last she said: “Do you want people to talk about me . . . about us?” Saunders grunted. “I’m not sure. I wanted to pay off Owen mostly. I didn’t think a great deal of anything else.” “I think,” said Judith, “that we ought to play fain with each other, I want something of you. I think you want something of you, if you’ll tell me.” “Maybe I don’t know do want of you.” “I know what I want “Spill it.” “I want, through you, to get pardon for my father.” Gilbert said nothing for a long time. “It won’t be easy,” he warn ed at last. “Why not?” “Well, grant that I have a good deal of influence. I owe a lot to the men who work with me. friends that need help, never done anything for me. father isn’t any more than a in the papers as far as I am cerned. Why should I use my ence to get him out when I’ve got friends, my friends have friends, that need my help?” “I don't know why you should do this for me,” said Judith, “but I think you will. I think you are go ing to tell me why you’ll do it . . what you want of me.” robbed Gilbert’s victory for it was still his vic- turned to him, laid her arm. “I’ll be ready in -have you a I only brought a me. I’ll tell just what of you.” I a They have You've Your name con- influ Saun- itself. Spencer’s face grew mouth disappeared in the of self-control he sum keep himself quiet. Saun- The silence that followed ders’ deliberate 'baiting of Spencer .prolonged white, his thin lines moned to ders’ hand went into his coat pocket and Judy saw the bulge there that meant a gun. She stood immovable herjself, stunned by the implication of S'aunders’ words, devastated by the pubilicty given them. Suddenly Spencer relaxed, smiled and said in his normal "‘That’s certainly decent of connections an oath as take Aunt want a He way, you, Saunders. I tried to get Judith a special 'permission- to see her father* but no soap. I .haven’t as much in fluence as you have. It’s quite a long drive -up there, to—if you start now, it will be around ten in the morning before you arrive, even if you don’t stop at all. Then a couple of hou'iis with her father.” “Say.” Saunders interrupted, “Who’s planning this program? Did n’t I tell you to go roll your hoop?” “Sure, and I’d probably ’better hurry if we’re to make on the Albany road.” “We ” The word was Saunders spat it out. “Why, of course. I’ll MaHy in my -car. You’ll chance to get acquainted with Judy. She's good company on a long trip. And, of course, she’ll. be|B°n- ---- a f t erseeing^ggN**- Bfflffiuntwith ,h er and pick you up right outside the tunnel. You’re driving your closed car, aren’t you?” “I’m not driving any car if you’re going to snoop along.” Judy to Go Alone Judy spoke for the first time, ‘I’d rather Aunt -Mary didn’t come, Spencer. I’ll be back late Sunday. We’ll get there in the morning, see Daddy and come right back. Tell Aunt Mary to have supper ready for us, both Gilbert and myself; he- will enjoy sdme of Aunt Mary’s peach cobbler after the drive, I upset her father she’ll need -so I’ll trail along Gil Confesses “But I don’t know myself, argued, I didn’t not realy fall hard, have been in and out many twice, people catchy saw you rehearsing, and something happened to me. I’m not sure yet just what it was. I don’t want to get crazy about you. I don’t know myself where I am when I think of you.” “But you must have had some idea, have thought something about it when you had Sam give me the job, did all you did to build up to ward our knowing each other.” “I had an idea,” Gilbert admitted “What was it?” “I had an idea of marrying you.” She had no comment for this. The words were impersonal. He had stated an idea that had come to him. He was waiting foil upon it. Finally she said: changed that idea?” “Not entirely. I care about you particularly. I want to get married. I’m about through with the rough stuff. I’m going to give up the Golden B-ubble, the Agr. from ” he truth is this: for you . . . I’m too old. I of love too times. I’ve ibeen married I liked you. I ’artways like with real guts. I liked that name, Good Penny. Then I “The honest mean to fall her to remark “But yoxi have didn’t want to .cut ., I’m going into I’ll be Governor! some day. Maybe better than that. I I can’t get one from iq!£?n?easies 1 own, all the gang stuff, politics, maybe, need a wife, (the class I’m working up to. I won’t have one that’s ed to fit into good until . . . “Until what,” “Until tonight.” “What happened “I fell in love with you.: “Usually,” -said Judy, * reason for wanting to marry a girl.” •Love is hell,” said Gilbert so lemnly. “If I’m in love with you, then you have power over me, I’ll, do common. You seem- program prettythe D she asked. tonight?” “that’s a damn fool things all the time, not because they're wise or right, but because I’ll want to please you. If you fell hard fort me it’d be different Then I’d .have power over you too. But you’re in love with Owen . . ” “I don’t want you to. do anything for me you don’t want to do,” said Judy gently. “If you don’t want to take me up to the prison tonight to see Daddy, why then we can turn around and go back home. Or I can go back alone if you wish, ly believe my Daddy is innocent, want to get him out of ed a detective. But I were a shortcut.” “I am. I may not be pardon, but I can get a parole. Your father needn’t stay in jail. Tell me this . . . does he want a pardon?” “I don’t know. We didn’t discuss it. He was tired, wornqut, broken, when I saw him last, I thirfk . . I think he was more concerned about my mother then than about what had .happened to him.” “AVell ask him when you see him. He’ll have to apply for the pardon, you know, I can’t do it all.” They were silent for a little while “Then you won’t go on with it?” Judith inquired, her heart beating fast as she waited for an answer. “Yes. We’ll see when© we’re get ting. I’m not a silly kid, you know. I can look all around things and make up my mind which are ones I want, which are the ones worth while to give up, even if damned hard to give ’em up. not at all sure I want you, Penny, enough to give up my dom.” I real- I jail, I’ve liir- thought you able to get a Safety First the it’s it’s I’m Good free- “There’s something,” Judith began and stopped. “.Spit it out,” bly, “Let’s start thing’s going to “It’s just this, isn’t easy to say . . . only, .if you ever did come to think you wanted to marry me, have me be your wife while you get somewhere politically, wouldn’t it be betters if there were not any more damage done to my reputation?” Gilbert considered he consented. “You .see,” Judith ther, “In some ways plans. I’ve a pretty Before all this trouble I belonged through my father and mother to a social group that you’d like to be long to, from what you’ve said. We are being honest. It oughtn’t to hurt you for me to point out that except for what .has happened, we’d never have known each other, you and I.” “Well, go on,” Gilbert urged her. “So, since I’m slightly shopworn, public property because of what my father and mother have done, I’m available for you. But I shouldn’t think that . . . well, having the word get a'rlound that I went some place with you and didn’t get home till the next day would be any help to your plans.” “It would, and it wouldn't.” “How would it help?”. ‘It gives me a hold on you I would n’t .have otherwise. You know, know, even that damned Owen knows that there’s more to this trip than our to see your father!. But it pulblic something to talk brings you nearer my level if you want to put it that way.” Judith’s lips trembled and she couldn’t keep the shakiness from her voice as she said, ‘Then . . . then you think I’m not quite . quite shopworn enough . . the ‘damaged-goods’ ticket is plain enough.” Saunderls -swore. “Don’t,” he sharply, then morosely, “See? the minute you start feeling then I feel bad too. (Dove is nothing but hell, I tell you.” But she had to make her point. “It’s true though, isn’t it? People will talk, I used to say I. didn’t care. But I do care. We all care.” “Yes, I carte too. You’re right. If you’re going to marry me I don’t want you . . . what’s your word . . . too shopworn ” “So what?” she was able to^ftmy^ said Gilbert irrita- clean wherever the end.” ” she answered, “it this, “maybe,” exclaimed fur- I fit into your good education I Spencer nothing going up gives the about, the not said Just bad, “You’re good to me, to bring me here, I won’t forget it, whatever* happens,” CHAPTER XJV In the room where they waited electric bullbs contended with the daylight and lost the battle. Every thing seemed drab, weary, unspeak ably dull. Gilbert's bodyguard came in with a travelling bag. “I’m going to change,” Saunders told Judith. He was still in evening clothes, “The maid will show you where you can clean ujj if you like. Take half an hour and (get a little rest. We'll have breakfast then.” She felt better when she returned the dining room where they were breakfast, Saunders joined her, was full daylight now. 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AND W FU Cedar Che t- led to order. orderigHJT all kinds of ca- rkitchens, etc at the Also fu We tak blnet DASI?VVOOD PLANING J^LlT a lighter note into Gilbert, ‘we’ll telephone your Aunt Mary to take a train up to meet you this afternoon and you will go ba'ck with her.” Judith sighed, ‘It seems silly,” she observed, “,So do ’a lot of other, things.” presently he reached out and took her hand and, moved by some ob scure until light along -up and up into hills crowned at last by a grim pile of stone . . . the prison. Judith released .herself then. She forgot Gilbert, the wake ful bodyguard, the weariness that had made her eyes droop heavily. There, ahead, sleeping the dull pris oner’s sleep, her father had his ex istence. Her hearit went out to him. Soon, soon, she would see him, would talk with him, bring him com fort of the outside world momentar ily into his life. They drew up before the entrance {A; guard came forward, recognized Gilbert, waved them inside. “The warden’ll give us some break fast,” Gilbert said. "You’ll probably be able to see your father about 8 o’'clock.” Judith looked at her watch, “That is two hours from now,” she said, then suddenly, touching his hand, •pity for him, she leaned their shoulders touched, of mourning followed the winding road that close Gray them- went FOUR COLDER YEARS FORESEEN IN OFFING Canton, Mass—iH. Helm Clayton squinted at ibhe sun the other day and hazarded a guess: That the region east of the Mis sissippi, if not all the region east of the Rockies, will be colder from 1936 to 1940. That the driest years in the east aro to be expected between 1944 and 1949. That itlie midwest need not ex pect another drought until 1964- 1968. 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