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Mad Marriage.

By LAURA LOU BROOKMAN.

BEGIN HERE TODAY,

Gyner Meliride, youruld typist in

New York,, office, marries Jim Wallser the

day after she meets him at the home of her

wealthy cousin, Anne Trowbridge.

Сурах

s year and hair in Paris, and Waline Hatice has broken their ensagement, There momaher In the unfan. Wallare lo s young lawyer. They go to his home is

THE

Her voice was

hushed. "I've come to tell you

Gypsy stood up, her teen lied by Alan Grosby, back that they know!" she whispered

dramatically.

"Who? What do you mean?** "I've Yorras Cly where his relatives are a Roberte trial."

rome from the trial Nina Gypsy went on slo to Gypay and anul her.

Jim

deleter of Nina breathlessly. "I've come to tell Roberts, accused of murdering her employer: you they know she didn't do it. Dr. Powie Te Chainemitonal with

ryumstantial evidence strongly shist the They'vi got the whole story. khi, and Gyper lacumes deeply iterest Everything! In It. Mr. Fowler, wife of the dead man,

Undertakes the

HONGKONG TELEGRAPH, THURSDAY, MAY 28, 1931.

"I don't know. Molasses was filled with cookies, I guess. No, ginger, ordor. We've got some ginger, haven't We?

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"Want me to look at 'em?" Ma- tilda nakod. "Cookies burn awful, "Yes, Mia'-Wallaco."

easy." "There's some books up there Gypsy drew down the oven door: Geneva. on the ahelf in the cabinot but if The cookies' had puffed up and you want the kind of ginger some of them had run together. Berlin. cookies I make I never use are She turned the blaze lower and re- Qnlo eine."

turned to "Well, then,

the mixing board. Helsingfors. .10344 you Can tell me Soon the frat tin was out and the Athens,

.376 on the threshold. There was no down a large yellow mixing bowl "They're good," Matilda admitt New York

what to put In." Gypsy lifted second baking.

Buenos Airea....34.3/16 Shanghai..

.1/2 time to consider.

and hunted through a drawer for ed grudgingly. Gypsy munched a Amsterdam.. approving. This was certainly an fed.

Matilda's gaze was dis-warm cookie and nodded, satis-Stockholm. unaccustomed procedure.

Vienna "You'll have to write down the Madrid. "I can stir up a batch in recipe for me,' she told the cook, Bucharest. time," she suggented.

"I can make where'd you learn how to make Montevideo. 'em right after lunch-

them?"

Hongkong. Gypsy shook her head, "They

Brussels may be terrible cookies," she said, gesture of mock despair. "How Copenhagen

Matilda raised her hands in a

Milan. "but I'm going to make them my should I know? Ginger cookies-Prague. self. Now what's the first thing I've always made them the same Lisbon. I put into this bowl?"

way German girls learn how, to Rio For a half-hour she stirred and cook when they're young. One of Bombuy. mixed dough and rolled it into seven, I was, I used to help, my! Yokohama. thin sheets to be eut in discs.mother with the baking when I Matilda was at her elbow, prompt was 10 years old." Go to my husband and tell him Ing, suggesting, but Gypsy refus the truth!" she whispered. "Only rd assistance. When the first tin] burry! He'll help you. They'll be of cookies went into the oven the

if you user on you

confess, girl stepped back with a sigh." "What time is it?" she asked. Tell them he was cruel to you!

It was not the occasion You've got a chance if you hurry. It was 11:30. No one will ever know that I've Jim to have tolephoned if there relatives. As soon as the last tin but the volce came from the right. Time enough for Gypsy to be interested in Matilda's She could not see the newsboy beven

bere.

I promise you they'll

news. Surely thereof cookies was out of the oven Gypsy started down the steps, but know!" "Yes, ma'am, but I don't know if ever

should have been word by, this abe left the kitchen. Mrs. Fowler had buried her face time. Gypsy went to the door and

then the telephone rang shrilly. you can see her."

Gypsy went into the living room She turned but before she was in- her hands. Her shoulders propped it open so they could hear and gazed defectedly out at the side the house Mathda was call- rocked. When the words came more clearly if the telephone rang, street, Suddenly she heard {they were indistinct:

The You

nut

is ruled a witness and Trinta on 14. Experis declare the wound erald

Aves' peit-Inflierend and it annem thr

with wits. yy. JOZE

in impute Sho Curs to me Mrs. Fowler at her home

CHAPTER XXIX

A young girl in a solted apron, answering Gypsy's ring, looked out doubtfully through the partly opened door,

Pentory. Fowler live

Gypsy naked,

"You don't understand,

tell her that

here?"

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I've come to warm

Mrs. Fowler's eyes were glassy. the girl. staring at Gypsy, sure she was right, went on relentlessly:

Please in

the

"Oh, are you the nurse?" The door opened then and girl stepped back for Gypsy to on ter. The pause was barely per ceptible. Then Gypsy nodded.

"Yes," she said, "I'm the nurse, Will you tell Mrs. Fowler I'm here 7

He threatened to kill Bobby!" she moaned. "I had to do it!" other woman's a "Tell them Gypsy put her hand on the

that," she said. "They be easy with you. Did he strike you?"

Mrs. Fowler shook her head. Her voice was still muffled. “Ho

A child's cry, fretful and high-hit Bobby!" she said. "He was pitched, rent the air, and the girt jealous of him. And now Bobby's turned. “I'll tell her you've come,

going to die to punish me! Óh, she said and disappeared through I've been nearly crazy! Bobby n doorway.

isn't going to get well. He's go Gypsy had time to inspect the ing to die because I've been a room. It ran the width of the house wicked woman! I didn't misan to with a group of windows making mida it, I tell you. ·I swear I didn't! window seat facing the street. The rah, Bobby. Bobby! Oh, what will room was well furnished though {| do?"

with

A

no particular distinction.

21,

There was a plano at the far side, "Ilush yo'l disturb the boy!" piece of Chinese embroidery Giepsy ordered. Mrs. Fawler was thrown over its top. The furnitureceping hysterically. There w Wax a matching "set" of heavy, no time to lose. Bobby isn't go- overstuffed design with here and ing to die." the girl went there a piece of mahogany. The "Don't you see if you tell the truth mig louked expensive. There were things will be all right? Listen. newspapers in an untidy heap anŢI have a oak waiting outside. Gel the davenport and Gypsy caught youre out and hat and I'll take glimpses of the black headlines de-rou right down

scribing the Hobarts trial. It must "But I can't g Lean't leave have been a day or two shee the Bebly!" die woman protested, room had been dusted. Gypsy no- “Do yà want him to die? Do leed that there were ashes in the [you want him to die because you tray beside the davenport.

let them punish Nina Roberts for

At the sound of footsteps the giri|what you did?** arose. Mrs. Fowler-she recogniz It was all illogical but it was ed her immediately--appeared in effective, Almost before Mrs. the doorway. The woman's face Fowler knew what she was doing was drawn and worn. Her hair Gypsy bad her in the taxicab, was knotted back carelessly. She Throughout the ride the woman tooked older than when Gypsy had kept her eyes covered with a hand- seen her in the courtroom.

kerchief. She wept spasmodical- "You're Miss Thompson ?” sher. Gypsy was excited. Over and said to Gypsy. "I wasn't expect over she repented instructions. Ing you we soon but I'm glad you've little room at the right of the en- Mrs. Fowler was to go to the come. Bobby's feverish and I can't make him ile quiet. Shall we go She must say she had an import trance and speak to the ballit. Gypsy interrupted, "Just a min.ant message for Mr. Wallace. ute. Mrs. Fowler," she said. "I'd Very important! Adler Jim ap butter tell you at once I'm not the Peared she must talk to him pri

vately and tell him it was she who nurse."

killed her husband. Jim would "I'm not the nurse--Miss Thompknow what to do next. kon or whoever it was you

When the cab stopped Gypay pected. I've come to see you about pulled the other woman's hut down something terribly important. to hide her face. There was lit couldn't tell anyone else and

le kelihood that Mrs. Fowler

"Why, what do you mean?"

ex-

I

thought it was best to let the girl would be recognized,

misunderstand."

"I can't come with you." Gypsy said. "but I'll be praying for you?" she demanded. Bobby. Goodbye!"

The woman's face and hardened, "Who are

"And what do you want here?"

She told the driver to wait un til the black-conted figure lower voice;

had Gypsy spoke in "I'm Mrs. Wallace," she said, "disappeared through the entrance saw you in the courtroom the other drove back to the Wallace home.

to the courthouse, Then they day. My husband is Nina Roberts' When she attorney-

house catered the Gypsy was amazed to find it was

Mr. Fowler put up one hand to only 10.30. There were letters on stop her. "I can't listen to you."

the table in the hall. She glanc- Nothing in-

she said. "Upstairs my little boy fed through them.

gave

de lying sick-maybe dying! I'veteresting. She tried to busy her- got to go to him. You'll have to self at half a dozen tasks and leave."

up each one in disgust. Only one was happening in the courtroom? thing occupied her mind. What

It was terrible to see the woman's agony. This was nothing like the fainting spell in the courtroom.

There were moments when she wondered if Mrs. Fowler's nerve "But I can't go until I've told had failed her. Had she been you Gypsy began. The ring of able to reach Jim? the doorbell interrupted. Mrs. Fow-

should have stayed down Gypay thought. "There might be extras on the street. No- It's better for me to be home?"

ler hesitated. Then she opened the town,"

door.

A pleasant soprano voice spoke.

"I'm Miss Thompson," the voice So long as she was alone she anid. "Dr. Rogers sent me to take care of the little boy.".

"Please come. In."

A young woman in a blue suit, carrying a small auftense, entered. She smiled at Gypsy. "How is the child now?" the nurse asked.

ned

could not keep her mind off the trial. She

went upstairs and changed to a house dress, then de- scended to the kitchen. Matilda was putting clean paper on the shelves of the cupboard for enn

"Matil

Gypsy asked, "how don't do you mike cookies 7"

The cook looked around from her perch on the top of the step- ladder. "Ilaven't, you ever baked cookies?" she asked incredulous-

"When I left him," Mrs. Fowler anid, "He was quieter, but know how long it will last. Wen you come upstairs?"

The two disappeared and Gypsy sat down, frowning. It must by How or never. Mrs. Fowler would have to listen to her! Twice she heard the child crying. I must have

beun 10 minutes before the woman returnod.

Mrs, Fowler had been weeping, She came directly to the girl, fix

ly,

"No, but I'm going to. I'm go ing to make some now."

"But Mis' Walince, Friday's the baking day. If I'd known you wanted cookies I'd have made them early-"

ing her frightened eyes on "I'm glad you didn't," Gypey in-

Gynaya. "What is it you want?"

she asked.

terrupted. I don't want you to make the cookies, Matilda. I want

Out of the unknown, inspiration to make them myself."

had come to Gypsy. It was not

what she had intended to say. It The cook looked dubious. "What was intuition-born in that brief kind of cookies were you going to Instant Mrs. Fowler had paused make?"

|

"Where did you live when you were a girt?" Gypsy asked.

"Minnesota. I've got two broth- ers there still."

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