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THURSDAY, SEPTEMBER 25 FIFTH INSTALLMENT WHAT HAS GONE BEFORE Giles Cnittenham, distressed over the suicide of his vounger half-brother “Such a pity! 1930 a e DOUBLEDAV ‘onrzAN Doris glanced at Chittenham made a little grimacc. “Cocktails!” she said eloquently. It’s not like Julic a bit. Rodney, returns to Europe from Am- She used to be such a decent sort, but erica, where he had made an unhappy now you really can hardly tell her Rodney had killed him- from the other Julie. marriage. self because a notorious woman, Jule Farrow, threw him over. Giles is introduced to Julie Farrow by his friend Lombard, in Switzerland. He resolves to make her fall in love with him, then throw her over as she threw Rodney. She tells him she has made a bet With her friend “Bim” Lennox that she can drive her car to the top of the St. Bernard Pass and back. Giles challenges her to take him with her and she accepts. They start out in the face of a gathering snowstorm. ’Ch'ittenham discovers, to his amaze- ment, that the girl beside him in the car appeals to him as no other woman has ever appealed. And something intangible convinces him that her feel- ing toward him is similar to his own toward her. “Do you believe in love at first sight?” he asks her, as the car toils up the mountain toward the hotel. .' At the hotel, 'after refreshment, ’Ch'ittenham and Julie found their mutual attraction so strong as to be irreSist'ible. In the morning they ! Bred in the bone I suppose!” “Are the two Julies really very much alike, Miss Gardener?" he asked with an effort. Doris hesitated, scarlet lip. “The other Julie is really better looking,” she said after a moment. “Most men call her beautiful, but to me . . well, I used to prefer this Julie until lately.” “You meanâ€"has she really changed so much?” Doris laughed. “It may sound absurd, but she has! Every one is commenting upon the fact. She used to be quite different Then quite suddenly she altered! Slur began to haunt places like this and She began to drink 'too much. 17 i didn’t know her as well as I do I should say she has some rotten love affair, but Julie never liked mcn. She’s different to her cousin in that respect at all events ” The music stepped once more on the shionable jarring, questioning note. “I suppose we must join the others," purging up her fa returned to the town below, Julie 3p- Doris said. “Hark at Julie! you can parently ju'bilantly happy. tells Chittenham that he has made a Lombard hear her voice above all this racket." Mrs. Ardron's face was a stu-ij. mistake, that this Julie Farrow is not!She was trying to smile and 100k as if the one who ruined Rodney, but her She thoroughly enjoyed the Silliatlon, cousin of the same name. Chitten- ham is horrified. He. calls at Julie’s hotel and confesses that he had tried to win her love for purposes of reven- ge, be‘lieving her to'be the other Julie. Giles goes with his mother to a Lonâ€" don night club, where he meets Julie Fan‘owâ€"his Julieâ€"who is drinking heavily and trying to appear to be having a good time. A mutual friend introduces him. He says he has met her before, but she laughs in his face and declares they have never met. NOW GO ON WITH THE STORY “Oh, no, I don’t think so. He was not one of those who specialise in his women very much. I think a kiss was just a kiss to him." She slipped away and they saw her join Essen and Mrs. Ardron at the far table. ‘It may seem odd to you To put rag rugs and lingerie in the same bundle of family wash â€"yet the modern laundry .is equipped to handle both these ex- tremes and all' between. Rag rugs and bath mats, by the way, , are a timely suggestion, and we take particular pleasure in thel success we have in renewing the! the colors [of these articles. Blankets should also be remeber- ed before the chilly nights set in. 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THE LIBERAL, RICHMOND HILL, ONTARIO l he. ’lievc even Julievthe other Julie would not be pleased with me if she» knew some of the things I doâ€"" “What things. Julie?" “Ohâ€"«just things! men, and things like that.” Chittenham wrist in iron fingers. “I should like to thrash you,” he said savagely. For a moment she struggled to free her arm, then suddenly she stood very caught her slender still looking up at him. “You did thrash me â€" once." she said. “Bye-bye, every one! I suppose we shall meet again some day. Doris will tell you where I live, Mr. Chitten- ham, if you ever feel like running in for a cocktail, and if she doesn’t rc- member you’vc only got to enquire of the police! I’m well known to the police.” her hand and strolled back to her own corner where she was greeted with ironical cheers and banter. “Shall we dance?" Doris asked, and he rose at once. He tried not to see Julie as they went round the room, but she seemed the only real thing in a crowd of unâ€" realities. Laughing, always laugh- ing in that shrill, reckless fashion! He longed to go across to her and pick her up in his arms and carry her away from the noise and heat and glare, and soothe her into rest and! sanity again. “Cocktails! It’s not like Julie 3 bit. She used to be such a decent sort, but now you can hardly tell her from the other Julie.” 4.. and yet there was a timid look in her, eyes as if she were not quite 3 “Miss Farrow has been telling: us that she has a cousin so like her that; they are very often mistaken for another,” she said. . “Yes, so I understand,” Giles sail rather shortly. “It must be very awkward,’ Mrs. Ardron murmured. “I find it rather amusing,’ Julie said flippantly. “You don’t know my cousin, do you, Mr. Chittenham?" “I have not that pleasure.” “Oh, you’ll love her,” Julie rattled on. “All the men do. She’s got the biggest scalp collection in London ” Giles made a little movement to rise but Julie was too quick for him. I “Dance with me, Mr. Chittenham!” she commanded. And before he was aware o it Giles found himself back again in the whirling throng, his arm round Julie’s slim body, her hand rest- ing tightly on his shoulder. ' He looked down at her and felt that it must be a dream. The same, and yet such an utterly different Julie to the girl he had held in his arms a few weeks ago. He tried to' think of something to say, but no words would come, and it was Julie who broke the Silence. “Isn’t this a filthy hand?” she said one 'disgustedly. He avoided her eyes as he answered “My thoughts were so far away. I was thinking of a wonderful night you and I spent together on the top of the world.” “Oh, that!” She laughed carelessly. “Fancy remembering it! I’ve forgot- ten all about it ages ago. Fearfully uncomfortable,;wasn’t it? and cold . Ugh!” she shivercd. wasn’t it?” “I was not bored.” ‘ “Really!” she shrugged her white shoulders. “Queer man! Let’s talk of something pleasant shall we!” Chittenham’s face flamed. “Isn’t all this ratherâ€"cheap, Julie?” he asked quietly. “For you to deny that we had met before.” She made a little grimace. “I thought you might not like to acâ€" knowledge me. “And so boring, I believe even Bimâ€"â€" - was looking at Bim with enquiring I’m earning quite a (manic reputation, you know, as the bad girl of the family. Bim Lennox sat by the tire, a cigar . . “1'3 11.ette between her lips, and her feet, it were the right thing to laugh or not. !thrust I into a queer-shaped pair of Chinese embroidered slippers. A clock on the narrow mantelsheii had struck four, and Julie was not yet ’home. It was the third time running that ‘Julie had arrived home in the small Ihours of the morning, jaded and pale, rand trying hard to pretend that .she had enjoyed herself. ! “And no man is worth it!” Bim tom herself almost savagely as she threw [her cigarette end into the grate and rose to her feet. “No man is worth breaking yourself to pieces for!” And Bim knew! For three years she had waited and hoped and suffered and told herself that some day a miraCie would happen, but she had been wrong The only thing that had happened had been that the man she loved] had marâ€" ried another woman. ‘ “We’re such fools! Such pathetic fools!” she told herself, as she walked over to the window and pulled the curtain aside. Presently a taxicab turned into the street and stoppeu with a squeaking of brakes outside the block of flats. Julie at last! Bim listened anxiously. She was not alone. A man’s voice was an- SWering her laughing words, and presâ€" ently the steps of two people ascended the stone staircase. Bim went to the door, turning up the light as she went. “I thought you were lost?" she said. “Lost!” Julie swept past her into the flat. “Why should we be lost? A fire! How can you bear’it! I’m so hot I don’t know what to do.” That man who had come with her eyes, hesitating in the doorway. “It’s usual to introduce people, Jul- ie,” Bim said. Julie turned. “Sorry, I forgot! This . .” She broke into a little laugh. “I’m sorry. I’ve forgotten your name,” she told the man. “One meets so many people! This is my friend, Miss Lennoxâ€"” “My name is Schofieldâ€"Lawrence Schofield,” the man said. r He was rather an ordinary-looking man, obviously a gentleman, and not very young. He kept looking at Bim in a half-puzzled, half-apologetic way, i I She laughed again recklessly, waved ‘ -.â€"â€"_~_ I l ‘fiantly. â€"_â€"â€"â€"_â€"â€"_â€"_.â€".â€"___â€"____..â€"_â€"§___ =0=0=0= o=o==o=or==o=o==no=o==o=o PAGE SEVEN WA __ -.~_â€"._____. . - .â€" ., .. w“...- â€"â€"â€"â€"â€"â€" lâ€"â€"â€"â€"â€"â€"â€". l eyes as if in sudden pain. “I'll make him suffcr#l'*ll Julie twittcd him. him sufferâ€"" she whispered. It’s A chance twist in the wheel of Fate threw Lawrence Schoficld across Julie Without knowing why. Sim felt Farrow’s pathway in the Faun cafe. rather sorry for Schofield; she \ventISchofield was a widower. His vm'i'e to the door with him and offered her had been neurotic and fretful. and for eleven years she had done her best to crush every instinct of joy and cheeriâ€" ness out of her husband’s heart. Bim bolted the door and came back He was nearly fifty, and he could into the room. not remember that he had ever had Julie had lit a cigarette. but it had ,what is called “a good time" in all his gone out again. and she was leaning life until that night when some chance back amongst the cushions, her cyes’acquaintance took him along to the closed, and her mouth drooping in Faun and introduced him to Julie. dejected lines. To him she was like a creature from Bim stirred the fire into a blazc.’some entirely different world. He “Who is he?” she asked. iwas not sufficiently versed in modern Julie opened her eyes. “Who‘.’#0hiways to recognise her reckless artifis Schofield. I don’t know. 110 \was-ciality: to him she was â€" creature of there to-night, and he seemed rathcrzlight and happiness. The short ride like a fish out of water. so I took home with her in the chill. early hours Not very intciu of morning had hccn a revelation to him. and after a few dcsultm‘y remarks he said good-night. “Goodâ€"night!" “Don't you mean goodâ€"morning? nearly five.” McClarey’s make AND RANGETTES HOES, RAKES. SPADES DIGGING FORKS FORKS and R KES hand. “Goodâ€"night, and thank you for see- ing Julie home." C. N. COOPER Hardware lichmond Ilill ACCIDENTSâ€" AND YET MORE ACCIDENTS YOU. of medical attention with nothin coming in? compassion on him. esting, is 119°" “Nobody very exciting there toâ€" « To-night he felt younger than he lieves financial and physical sufi'erin night?" had ever felt. “No, at leastâ€"oh, yes!” A littie If Julie Would marry him . . he A. G' Office in the Post Office Block TEL. 118 Richmond Hill “There awoke from his dream with a start at his own audacitv. (Conlimml cht chk) flame lit Julics weary eyes. was one rather exciting person. Guess?" “I couldn‘t." “Giles Chittcnham." “Oh!” Bim avoided looking at her CARRVILLE friend, and Julie rattled on. “He Is as charming as ever!" Julie said Sunday, September 28th. anniversâ€" airily, “I danced with mm once or ary services will he observed in Carrâ€" twice..once‘ I thv'nk! I asked him to ville Church. SerViCes at 2.30 and 'I come and see us some evening.” p. m. In the afternoon Headford “Julie!” choir will furnish music and in the «quH‘ why not?" June snapped evening the choir from King: City her eyes open defiantly. “It; will be United Church. RCV. J.‘ A. Kell, of nice to have a fresh man to go out Matinka, Northern Ontario, will oc- with,” cupy the pulpit at both services. Bim rose to her feet with a little‘ The Y- P- 5- "meant! Wm be held shiver. “I'm going to bed," she said. in the ChUI‘Ch Friday evemng- MlSS “All right. Pleasant dreams. and DOTOthY Bowen and Jim Stevenson thank you for waiting up." are in Charge 0f the Program- EMAâ€"e}? ELECTRICAL CONTRACTOR Phone-r-Willowdale 96W POYNTZ AVENUE LANSING, ONT. ~f Bim got as far as the door, then she Fl‘ldaYv OC‘Whel‘ 3rd, the .YOUllg came back People’s Society will hold a Rally %of “Julie!” service in the church at 8 p. m. A11 “Well?” members are especially requested to! F A R E S “Don’t be a little foo], Julie dear_ attend]. Visitors cordially invited. about Giles Chittenham. . . .When we The Prayer meeting will be held left Switzerland you said you hated next week at the home of Mr. Gane. him and that you hoped you would! Miss Hazel Woods and little Agnes never see him again. I don‘t know Shea, of Toronto, spent Sunday with Whyml donvt want to know, but___n Mr. and Mrs. Geo. Woods. “1 don't know Why either,” Julio in_ Mrs. K. Garner and son Chas, of terlupted ruthlessly. “Ivm changed, Toronto, spent the week-end with Mr. quite changed. . . . I used to be such and Mrs' Geo- “Jillian” a foolâ€"- Prig’gish! unsophisticated. MTS- J39. Valldel'hul‘gh lS in SW1" But thatvs all gone now, and rm muvh bury, this week attending the Wedding to CANADA ADVANCED BR! TISHERS in Canada may now bring forward their Families, Relatives and F riends 911 Easy Terms. For full details apply:-â€"d happier u of her son Rev. Fulton Vanderburgh. J- D- CAMERON ’ _ v __ v Dist. Supt. Colonization “Happwrgn his. Walter Deadman, daughters Wm Pacific Railway, 1mm “That’s what I said," June said de_ Jean and Edith. spent Saturday with Mrs. J. Clement. Bim stood lookmg at her for a mo_ and Mrs. McCrone are spending ment, then with‘a little helpless shrug the” vacation at Windermel‘e, MUS- she turned away. koka. The door closed between them. several Of 0111‘ Citizens attended the Julie stayed where she was, her eyes sc’mo’ fair‘at venom 0“ TUBSdZY- fixed on the fire. “Changed, quite Mr. and Mrs. R. McLeod, of Rich- Changed’v She told herself fiercely. “I mond Hill spent Sunday at WileI't Bone’s. 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