By Peggy Shane Copyright by Peggy Shane, WNU Service SYNOPSIS A girl finds herself in a taxicab In New York with a strange man who speaks of “an awful shock.” He leaves her for a moment, and she drives on, for she fears him. She stops at the Biltmore, wondering who she is. Her memory Is gone. She has a wedding ring. At the hotel a young woman vanishes with the girl's $500. An el- derly woman, Mrs. Oscar Du Val, cordially greets the nameless girl, ad- dressing her as “Doris,” wife of Mrs. Du Val's son, Rocky. Rocky is abroad, and Doris is taken to the home of Mrs. Du Val and her sculptor husband, Oscar. Doris falls In love with Rocky's photograph, but cannot remember hav- ing married him. Visiting a store, a saleawoman insists she hide from ob- servation. Rocky returns. He demands to know who she is and why his wife sent her to his home. She cannot tell him, They agree, for the sake of his parents, to pretend they are husband and wife, tocky takes Doris to his New York apartment to confront his wife. He finds the flat empty. Doris sees the real wife's photograph and recognizes her as the girl who stole her $300. Doris finally tells Rocky she has lost her memory. In a newspaper they see a headline, “Killer Bride's Gun Found; Diane Merrell’'s Father Identifies It." Doris faints. When she recovers, her memory has not returned, Rocky informs her he is going to take her to Canada by motor. They set out. CHAPTER VII—Continued —) Ge As Doris stared she remembered her promise to Rocky that she would keep her face turned away from any people they met. She bent her head, and turned over and over a black leather purse belonging to the real Doris. The car was coming nearer. In a moment it would be past. But as It approached It slackened. It came almost to a stop. Someone shouted : “Doris!” Startled she looked up. A dark-eyed girl In a green evening dress had called. “Oh—1 beg your pardon!” sald the girl, *“I thought you were someone I knew.” A blond young man stuck his head forward. “It's Rocky's car.” “There's Rocky! Well, I thought you were in Europe, you dope!” “He's leading a double life!” The party, In evening clothes, got down. Rocky, approaching Doris with a clam In each hand, looked at them steadily. If he was surprised and chagrined, he did not show it. “Have a clam,” he said. The girl in the green evening dress staggered up and seized one of the clams. Two unsteady young men sup- ported each other, “Clams! Jus’ what I wan'ed.™ “Good old Rocky's got clams I™ Rocky was climbing in the car be slide Doris. He was starting up the engine, “Hey, wait a minute. Where you going? Say, wait a minute, Rocky.” His friends were running after him. The girl In the green evening dress Jumped on the running board. “What's your hurry, Rocky? all friends here, aren't we? Bhe looked at Doris “This is Miss Smith, my father’s secretary. I'm just driving her down to my father's house” The girl closed one of her big eyes She exposed a dimple in her browned cheek. “Pretty name, Smith.” Rocky frowned. “Go on, beat it, will you, Molly? [I've really got to go.” “Rocky, the saint! Rocky-—this pure young man" Eyes looked pilously heavenward. Then the dimples ap- peared again. “Never mind, Rocky. I like you all the better for it.” She jumped down from the ear. Rocky's face was set and grim. With- out a backward glance he started up the car and got away, Doris was red and angry. The car fumed on. The red sun appeared, a wrathful eye in the east, “I'm awfully sorry about that,” mur. mured Rocky. Doris fixed her eyes on the flam- ing sky. Her good-humor had gone, She was Indignant with Rocky, resent. ful of her false position. “That girl, I suppose, is a friend of Doris—the real Doris. And she'll tell her you're gadding about the country with a—with a" “With ais good, anyway.” “I think you'd here.” “What for?” “So you can go and find Doris.” “What do I want to find Doris for? I want" “You're not acting very well about Doris.” “I know it. 1 ean't act well about women, and I'm acting awfully about you. Better worry about that.” Doris was silent. She was being a fool as usual. She knew that Rocky was acting in this extraordinary fash. lon for her own safety, Whatever peril threatened her, It was necessary that she get to Canada. Why Canada? She gave it up. If she was going to trust Rocky she would have to trust bim, and stop eritlcizing. Meantime It was fun being with Rocky. Sooner or later this companionship between them would have to end. He would go back to Doris. Doris would have him all her life— She sat up very straight. She was being sentimental again, If Rocky was going to be so nice, she would fall In love with him all over. And he did have a wife. It was a good thing ighons people on the road had reminded . hl 4 We're gol. She'll make It better Jet me out Once outside of New York, the ear made good speed, Rocky looked at her abruptly. “Put your glasses on again. They're good for little girls. Come on. Don't make me stop the car so that I can put them on you" Doris complied when she realized that he meant it. It was a subject she was tired arguing about. Rocky was managing things, apparently, with a high hand. But as she looked at him now, his warm face gleaming with a pride in accomplishing something that she felt sure was In the Interests of her safety, it was easy to forgive him anything. Rocky had provided food enough to last them throughout the trip, without stopping at Ions, He had explained that by plenicking this way, they would save a good deal of time, “I'd like to see a paper,” Doris an- nounced suddenly, as if the question had not been broached before. Rocky munched a sandwich doggedly, “I'm sorry.” Rocky ate hungrily. “Well? Her volce with its high note arrested him, She drew his blue, seriously objecting eyes to her face, His half-eaten sandwich was for the next bite. “Well? he the answer to that don't you?” His tone was playfully hard, “The last time you happened to read a paper you didn't behave very well” He grinned faintly and took another bite, watching her. “Oh!” Doris flung out an emaneci- pated arm. “Won't you ever forget that? I could read anything today and not lose my health. Besides | have a feeling there Is something in this morning's paper I ought to see, Tell me, please,” she leaned over suddenly, “what It's all about.” “Put your glasses on.” “Why? “The better to see me with” She put them on, turning her head to look up and down the road. “Who are those people, do you suppose? A small automobile had opened Its doors to let out a crowd of motorists, tocky was already looking. He had even brought out a pair of binoculars. Leveling them long and earnestly at the group in question, he answered, “As pear as I can make out it's a poised repeated. “You know one, Not far behind them, another crazy | car was speeding. Rocky speeded | | around a curve, the other car gaining. | Rocky's foot came down harder on the gas, but the other one was up along- side of him. It passed him noisily, | hitting the front of Rocky's car a | Jarring whack. | Rocky yelled after him, but the re mark wns lost In the noise of engines. | There was a limp rattle In Rocky's | car now. Something besides the fen. der had been injured, Cursing, Rocky got out. | “H~--1" he sald after a minute, “I'll | have to take this thing to a garage.” | He peered out at the next sign. They were two miles from a town, He | looked sharply at Doris. *“And when | we stop to have fit fixed,” he sald bleakly, “for G—d's sake, don't speak | to anybody I” | CHAPTER VIII was beginning to feel Rocky's advice seemed hardly a8 necessary as he thought. She dozed, vaguely conscious at In- tervals of tools dropping and the whir of the motor, Doris started and awoke. sat up. An old man who If he might have been one of founders of the village into which they had strayed watching her from under his pushed-back hat, She thought he was going to something but discovered that he was chewing. He had dark quizzieal eyes that drooped faintly at the corners He must be over eighty. He kept pinch- ing his nose between his thumb and bent forefinger as if he were trying te Improve the shape of it, but otherwise paid Doris his undivided attention “What As Doris sleepy, She half looked as the was say “If you please,” she began, town is this?" His eyes glinted at her with such a knowing expression that Doris almost laughed outright. “Don't you know | what town you're in?" he finally asked, “No, 1 don’t,” said Doris apologet leally. “We were driving through on our way to Canada, when something | happened to the car.” “Driving through to you say? He advanced slig putting one foot on the fender and clapping a veiny hand over the khee, “Been trav. eling long? “Oh yes, ever since this morning Gradually she was growing less ecstatie over this quickly formed friendship. The place was getting on her nerves, locky had taken off his coat and Canada, htly, oe \ HAT the new litle feathers are doing for the new little hats this season In the way of giving them swank and charm, is a trifling tale to be told. The milliner takes a woe bright feather not much bigger than your thumb and with wondrous cun ning thrusts it through fittle nook or crook In the crown of a soft rakish felt shape and voila! you have & sports hat which Is positively devas tating In Its debonair lines. Perhaps it Is a cluster of diminutive ostrich tips on a8 more formal velvet or satin chapeau which is just as captivating. It's the Tyrolean Influence which itly colorful feather accents on fol led and creased crowns is re and the result Is as pictur esquely alpine as fancy may concelve Your town or sports hat is supposed Just like that—of felt novelty or s~tin it's properiy tallored, with a little feather most looks nonchalant. In the group illustrated, the hats in their saucy casuainess which Is some sprig soft, flecting posing The felt to the left savors of Its novel multi-colored whirliglz of a The draped woolen beret to the 1ight healthy bootlegger who's taken his wife and family out for a picnic.” He laughed, but didn't seem overwhelm: ingly amused. “Shall we go on?" They got back Into the car, soon making up the time lost in lunching. Rocky's plan was to reach Vermont by nightfall, In the next town their ear went cautiously through the business street. As it passed a news stand, Doris pushed her glasses above her eyes for an instant. There was a headline The car lurched forward. “Don’t be a fool, Doris,” unreason- able words poured from Rocky: “This Is no time to strain your eyes trying to read a paper, If you would only do what I ask!" Doris, with the glasses slipped back Into place, looked at Rocky. His lips were tense In a desperate sort of an noyance, She wondered what had up- set him, His eyes moved with a light wariness across the road in front of them. He was quiet for a while, Towards nightfall, they nearad the Vermont borderline. A little before dark, Rocky stopped the car and they got out for a pienfe supper. Doris asked him where they were going to spend the night, “In the car,” he answered grimly. “This trip doesn’t end for nobody or nothin’ until we get to Canada.” “You are in a hurry,” she answered, “I think you could at least have asked me If 1 minded not going to a hotel.” “I could have," he replied cheer fully, “but I had my plans all made to drive right through the night.” “And what you say goes!” gave him an unflinching glance, “Den right!” He began to whistle. It was evident that he was begin. ning to feel pleased over the day's work, She rolled up his sleeves. the job were almost too much for the mechanic alone, “Come from New York I bet” sug gested the old man, “didn’t you?" “Yeu” “What town did you say this is?" “This is Edgewater Junction” of their voices, His eye fell on Doris a short questioning glance. Doris un burdened herself of a weary gesture. Would they never get out of this place? “Yes, sir! This Is Edgewater June tion.” A new expression had come into the old man's eves. “And a long ways from New York." His eyes gleamed steadily. “You got folks up in Canada?” “No, or—" Doris heslinted. Perhaps Rocky had relatives there, She wasn't sure why he had selected Canada. He hadn't told her that. “That is" she continued after a minute, “1 haven't.” Rocky's warning suddenly loomed. “For G—d's sake don't speak to any. body!" She had been 1alking steadily to the old man! But fortunately she hadn't run into any complications, at least not until now. She smiled at him as If the conversation were prac tically over. The smile was received like confi dential Information of the utmost im portance. The old man removed his foot from the fender and started off In the direction of the door, Doris watched him through the small mirror above the front seat, pind when From now on she wouldn't open her lips, not even to say good night to the mechanle, She would watch her step. She closed her eyes, “It's her, all right" (TO BE CONTINURD.) Of course, when you dress up for matinees and calling and more formal ostrich-trimmed as are making on autumn There Is perfectly fascinating velvet chapeaux such 80 glamorous a showing and millinery collections to the gay 90s for Inspiration. shown at the Just too delectable for words The ravishing velvet sallor depicted to the left Is in that new which can scarcely be dist from black itself. It seems inguished preferring this glorified berry tone to deadly black. The trio of lovely os- shades, which, by the way, “last word” when It comes to up-and coming millinery. Its success de see in the picture. The model shown two little ostrich ti along its center seam. gether row-and-row for bedecked hat to the right. This is one of the Renaissance beret types of which we are hearing and are destined to hear so much about this season The wee osirich tips are tones, tered In the illustration Is trimmed with a novelty feather which has been dyed a matching light blue. ©. 1933, Western Newspaper Union. “LATEST” FASHIONS Now that the spirit of the 20s has Of course, most old clothes are dis The styles of the coming winter are more graces ful in some ways than they have been Perhaps if you rummage away belongings (if she'll let you), you may be rewarded by finding some ex. quisite pearl embroidery, a priceless egret plume, or a bit of delicate valen- clennes that will give distinction to your winter wardrobe, New Ribbed Fabrics Are Favored in Winter Mode From present indications, ribbed fabrics will have first place next win ter, and very Interesting novelties in corduroy and ottoman are anticipated. There Is a new wide-waled corded ot toman In rayon, which might be called corduroy ottoman, and which is recom mended for suits, coats and dresses, and exists In several welghts It can already be fgreseen that broadcloth will be prominent next win. ter, especially for afternoon coats over crepe or satin dresses. Spongy, some times very slightly boucle materials and loose woven etamines will dispute the supremacy of the morning mode with hairy angora wools, djarred kashemere and rabbit-halr fabrics, Slipper Satin CORD AND TASSEL By CHERIE NICHOLAS Ever so many unique things are be ing done In the way of trimming this season, One is the vse of ornamental cord and tassel novelties. An Araby red Jersey frock as pictured has heavy red silk cord and tassels at belt and neck. A red and beige check coat com- plements this frock. The red felt hat has a perky feather which poses erect at the back. 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