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Xd'A SLIPFEP abruptly to her
feet. “My marriaga was a mistaka,”
she cried «defiantly at her father.
“Yci; might as well know that I in
tend to aivoj ce Val.”
Garenne jerked forward la his
cfealr when Ills daughter told him she
Intended to divorce Val. “You had
better think very carefully before
you throw away your security," he
cried harshly. "1 warn you, you
need expect no further help from me,
financial or otherwise ”
Lia cast him a scornful smile. “Oh,
you needn’t worry about having me
back on your hands. 1 suppose it
doesn’t occur to you that 1 need
neither you nor Val’* That someone
else might care for me?”
“Get u out of your silly head that
Cordray wants you'” Garenne
snorted in an excess of irritation
“He’d run to cover at the first hint
©t open scandal ”
“That is where you are mistaken,**
she cried triumphantly. “If you
must be told, he is quite mad about
me He was in a rage at my going
off with Val for his leave. I am dif
ferent from anyone Maurice has evah
known i stimulate his every im
pulse for beauty He has created
wonderful things since he has been
friends with me ”
“Are you really such a fool as to
believe that twaddle! Wake up!
The man is merely flattering you
Into persuading your husband to sell
him his invention. I’ve satisried my
self on that score. And be sure that
when Cordrav contemplates matri
mony, he will insist on distinction,
family and money."
Her eyes blazed. “I am a Garenne
and my mother was a Fitz-James.
And even Maurice Cordray could ask
for no bluer than royal blood, could
he?” Garenne’s face darkened for
biddingly. “As for money,” Lta
stormed on disregarding his black
looks, “this seems a ve’y good time
for you to tell me what you have
done with my mother’s estate. I
have tried repeatedly to discuss this
subject with you, but you rrevah will
listen. Now i insist —-—”
She broke off as a door slammed
at the back of the house. Then she
swung about to face Val who strode
through the hall to halt abruptly in
the doorway.
The v—une man’s eyes burned, his
U. S. Girl Who Shocked Paris
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The Association for the Increase of the French Fcpnlation is preparing
to press charges in the Paris trial of Joan Warner, American dancer a
whose case is being made a test case for what constitutes nudity on a
r rench stage. <>The A. for the I. of the F. P. claims thegjbion.de dancer
forgot to use her fan, with which ah# ia shown, and danced in fcfee nuc.s,
Pastor’s Daughter Slain
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Possibly the victim of a fiend, the body of Helen Glenn (inset), 9-yeat
old daughter of the Rev. and Mrs. Ernest Glenn (above), was found in
swamp near their Greenville, N. Y., home. The child had been missing
thirty-six hour*. „
(Central Press)
jaw wim »■•*. lu «, harsh line. He was *
nonplused, however, to find Garenne
there and as he stared from Lia to i
her father, he sensed the electric
atmosphere in the room. <
“How are you, sir,” he greeted the
older man. Nothing to do now’ but
make the best of his presence.
“Well enough,” Garenne answered i
shortly. “Though 1 must admit I
find your wife extremely difficult.”
The old boy was in a rage about
something.
“I am only asking for what be
longs to me,’’ Lia broke in defiantly, i
"T have a right to demand an ac
counting. What about m.v mother’s
family silver and the portraits”
What about her pearls 9 1 know you i
have them You have all the money
she left, too And then there is the
King’s necklace. It needn’t remain
in the Metropolitan any ionger,
surely. It can be converted into
cash. It is worth a fortune and T
should like my share In fact, I In- I
sist on it.”
They were both in a fury. “Sup- 1
pose you talk about this some other j
time.” Val broke in,
Garenne had jerked to his feet
Ignoring Vai’s attempted interfer- i
ence, he snarled at Lia, “You tnsist!
Indeed, that’s good' You insist' i
Well, let me inform you the Metro
politan bought the necklace three
years ago. It partially financed my
j last expedition into the Gobi.”
His bald statement took her breath
for a moment. “You sold the neck
lace!” she finally cried. “But you
hadn’t the right! I should share in
my mother’s estate. It is the law.
If you have sold the necklace and
pocketed the money, that is stealing.
1 will demand a settlement. 1 will
go to a lawyer. He shall force you
to surrender what belongs to me ”
Garenne towered as if he would
strike the girl and Val stepped be
tween them. “Calm down, sir,” he
ordered. The older man’s eyes
glow’ed like live coals; he thrust back
Val’s restraining hands. Beneath the
clipped mustache his mouth drew
into a straight, cruel line. “I’ve
stood enough from you,” he said
savagely to Lia. “Be silent!”
There was no quieting either of
them. They were like two snarling
black panthers. The girl was beside
j herself; as she paced the floor, her
small hands gesticulated violently,
j“I won't be. still! You have cheated
i 1 and stolen from me! Fane/ fc
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HENDERSON IN. C.J DAILY DISPATCH. MONDAY, JULY 1,1935
Garenne a thief! Well, you must re
pay what you have taken. Or I will
tell everyone how yon deliberately
pocketed what was mine from my
dead mother ”
She stopped short before his
blazing black eyes. As if he were
thrusting a knife into her he said
distinctly, “You have asked for this,
my girl. Now’ you are going to get
It. My wife’s blood d&esn’t flow in
your veins, thank God! Agatha
Fitz-James was not your mother
But the part that molded you se>
easily into a Manchu, you came by
honestly. Tell this fellow Cordray
he isn’t the creative artist he
imagined himselt. You are my
daughter by a Chinese woman, d’yeu
hear! You are part yellow!”
A garotte seemed to tighten about
Val's throat and shut off his breath.
Lia, her hands still upraised, every
vestige of expression wiped from her
face, stood transfixed. All three had
become motionless as wax figures
What was this devastating, horri
ble thing Garenne had just shouted
at Lia 9 He couldn’t have meant it!
He had said she was part Chinese!
Val Preston's wife a Eurasian wom
an! His blood turned to ice. And
with it flashed the sudden thought
that now. more than ever, he must
be rid of her! Jan couldn't ask him
to stand by after a thing like this!
Now be could be free!
At a Little whimpering sound from
Lia, he glimpsed realization dawning
in her eyes. As she stared at her
upraised honey-gold hands, lie saw
her momentary paralysis give way to
horror. He knew what she was
thinking. Yellow hands! She was
trying to speak. A pitiful, croaking
whisper came from her tight throat.
"Chinese! A half-caste! He only
said it to frighten me!” Then the
spell snapped and she cried out wild
ly, "You lied to save your face! You
are trying to frighten me!”
Val shook off his stunned inaction.
His voice brittle, he snapped at
Garenne. “Why tell her a rotten
thing like that? Do you want to
drive her mad?”
The older man’s face worked con
vulsively. There was remorse and
fear in iris eyes. “I have tried to
avoid this, Preston. I lost my head
just now. But you’ve got to knovy
the truth. I have been in a terribls
quandary for weeks. Now, you ruusl
both be toid.”
(TO BE CONTINUED
,? Unkissed” 9 Freed
Mrs,*Morris A. Howard (&bove) 3
Dedham, Mass., social registerite,
whose “kissless” marriage to Nel
son Howard, shoe machinery mag
nate, was annulled on her charges
fhzv; husband was mentally incom
-• pfcdi-vk &i .time of their elopement; v -
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trudges’ chose' Miss. Muriel Oxford,
a£ London, to’ represent the? British
empire in the quest of the crown of
“Miss Universe” in the interna
tional beauty contest at Torquay,
England.
(Central Press)
KILLER’S TRIAL SET FOR JULY 22
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Gerald Thompson
Gerald Thompson, confessed ravisher and murderer of Mildred Hall
mark, case hostess of Peoria, 111., whose trial was set for Jui;;
22, leaped at the photographer and smashed his lens shortly aftri
this photo was taken.
JOHNSON CONSULTS LA GUARDIA
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Johnson La Guardia
Here is the first photo taken of Hugh S. Johnson, former NRa ad
ministrator, following his appointment as federal works progress
administrator for New York City, by President Roosevelt at $25 &
day for expenses. One of the first steps taken by Johnson was to
confer with Mayor Fiorello La Guardia, who had persistently sought
Johnson for the post, on plans for spending the $20,000,000 »
monLh allotted to New York for relief work.
OTHER HEPBURNS ARE GROWING UP
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Margaret Marioa Mri. Hepburn
Mrs. Thomas N. Hepburn ©f Bridgeport, points out the
English coastline to her daughters, Margaret, left, and Marion,
who show evidences of the same outdoor beauty that has helped to
make their sister, Katharine, a star of the screen. Mrs- Hepburn
is e well-known birth control advocate^
Where BruriP’s Fate Was Debated
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for Ufa to. Ha building. New lugW °- Errors *£J*£
WHAT PRICE PATRIOTISM? EH,EARL?
Mr. and Mr*. Earl Averill
Unhappily scanning his fireworks blasted hand are Mr. and Mrs.
Earl Averill in a Cleveland hospital, Earl, star outfielder of the
Indians, was injured while trying to celebrate Independence Day—
a bit prematurely
.TO JOIN POET IN “PHOBIC PRISON"
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When William Ellery Leonard,
poet and professor of
English at the University of Wis
consin, takes his third bride, Miss
Grace Gplden, 33 years his junior,
will virtually forsake the world
to join the poet in the circum
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phobia, is seized with hysteria if
he walks beyond a few blocks of
his own apartment at Madison.'?
Miss Golden met her fiance while •
attending the University of Wis
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