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Jimmy meets and falls in love with Mary Lowell. Later he encounters Olgas. She faints at hearing police want her for murder. Mary, out with Sam- uel Church, a wealthy lawyer, sees Jimmy lift Olga into a taxi and misunderstands. : y Olga tells ponce the stub might have come into posses- sion of a man who "picked her up" two ights before the murder.' Jimmy receives my- sterious warnings to leave Chicago aitd laters attacked at night by two men, but escapes. With Jimmy and Mary. es- trangled, Church gets Mary's promise to marry him. Mary tells Finrny this when they meet and he, trying to hurt her, accuses her of marrying . for money. That evening Jimmy and Olga see, in an auto, a man they both recognize--she as the man who got the stub, he as one of his attackers. The man and 'his companion escape. Later they recognize his poll picture as that of Fke Jensen. Church, out driving with Mary, runs over a dog. His heartlessness kindles hatred in her am! she breaks their en- gagement. The next day he at. * tempts a reconciliation at her 'office but fails. On the street he encounters Jimmy, who of- fers his hand in congratula- tion. Church snarls and turns y Bway. Chapter XXXVI. : The sudden transition in her at- titude, from one of soft cajolery to this blazing hatred, took Jimmy by surprise. Her violence amazed im "Why, why---"" he stammered, groping for words, looking at her sharply to sec if this was some new pose. But she was still looking past him, toward the entrance, her eyes glinting. between slit-like lids. He was abashed in the face of such primitive. ferocity. : Then he thought to look arou to see whom Olga was looking at. Another surprise was in store for him, for there was only one person coming {vio the dining room and that was Samuel Church. Good Lord! he thought. couldn't mean Sam Chureh. finally found words. "What man do you mean, Olga?" "Right there." There was no mis- taking whom she meant. "You mean Sam Church?" The name broke the spell that was holding her, ¢rance-like. "Do you know Sam Church?" She seemed greatly surprised. "Why, yes." He laughed mirth- lessly. "I spmetimes feel that I could kil him myself." She was relieved. "I thought at first he might be a friend of yours." "Hardly. It's a case of what might be termed mutual unpopu- larity between us." She fell silent and turned to her She He food. "What do you know about Sam Church?" he asked. . ° She shrugged her shoulders. "Plenty," #he said shortly. There ran through his mind the things Lieutenant O'Day had told him about Sam Church that night in the police station. The parties in the big house, the breach of promise suits that O'Day said had never seen the light of day in the courts. He felt that he had no right to question her further, but something impelled him to continue. "What did Sam Church ever do you say you could k#ll him?" , "Well, perliaps I didn't mean that. I spoke in anger. The sight of him »| him. "It's too Ato you? be urged gently. "Why do b long " a story," she said faintly. "It--it wouldn't inter- est you." . "You said," he reminded her, "that 'you'd tell me your history some time, Remember? The last time we were out together." "But you might not believe me. You might not understand." She was still turned away from him. | "Olga," he said earnestly, "I've believed everything you ever told me. You don't really mean that. Why, I was the one who believed when no one else did." He laid his hand on hers. "And I think I could understand, too." 8he was silent again. Finally she sald: "Tell me how much you #§i- ready know about Samuel crush "Oh, hardly anything," he" an- swered, waving his hand. "Only that he's wealthy and apparently oc- cupies a position of some respecta- bility--"' She interrupted, her anger blazing forth once more. "It's that smug respectability of his that makes him all the more contemptible. If people only know what I know about him.'Oh, I hate him--1I loathe him!" . - . "I suppose I was a fool in the first place," Olga began, "to think that I was ever intended for a ca- reer, .Although it wasn't my fault entirely. The neighbors always used to praise my voice when I was just a kid, and tell my mother that I had a great future on the stage. "At any rate, when my mother died--my father had died years be- fore--instead of taking what little money was left and putting it in the bank and then going out and getting some kind wf useful job, I spent most of it while I hung around man- agérs' offices trying to catch on. "I was in New York for a while. Job in the chorus, you know." She laughed bitterly. "But gomehow or other they didn't discover any burn- ing talent in me and I lit out. "I don't know exactly how I came here, and 4t doesn't make much dif- ference. At any rate, did, and 1 found work. I was singing in a res- taurant here when I met Sam Church. "I told you the other night that I sometimes sang at private parties and receptions. It was at one of those--at a party given by Tom Fogarty--and Sam Church was there. "fle seemed to take an interest in me." At any rate, he said he did. He told me he thought I had a marver- ous voice that. with a letle more training I could be sure of a great career. He said he'd like to help me, that I could count on him as a friend. "I asked Mr. Fogarty about htm later and b€ told me that Clirch had lots of money and was in a post tion to help me if he really took an interest in me. Later Church came down to the restaurant where I was singing and he invited me to his house--to a party he said he was giving. He said he had a proposition he wanted to explain to me. "Well, I went. There wasn't any party, of course. If I'd had any sense I'd have known it before I went. And what he wanted to do was to bargain - with me. There Were a lot of things he could and would do for me, only, of course, there were certain terms to be met." She laughed, rather bitterly, Jimmy thought, and then she went on. "Just the usual sort of story, you know. You've heard of hundreds like it. He wanted to give me an apartment and---oh well, why go in- to it all? Nothing original about it, "I turned him down, and then he got nasty. Oh, he's quite smooth, quite the man of. the world, when you meet him on the street--when you don't know him. But when he's balked, be's "something else again. He said to me, 'I've got money en- ough to make you, it you're semsi: ble, and if you're not I've got .en- ough to dreak yon." "I 'told him to let me out, that I'd heard that kind of story before. My indifference--I supposel was really quite contemptuous--mad- dened him and made a regular ani- mal out of him." Olga smiled--a wan sort of smile. "I suppose it sounds like melodrama and "Hearts and Flowers' and all thet sort of thing, Jim." 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The next week I lost my job. He'd gone to the proprietor and paid him to fire me. I got another one and lost that." "You're sure it was Church did it?" Jimmy asked. "Of course. Of course, no . one would admit it, but Church called me up later and asked me if I was ready,to listen to reason. I told him he could go to--." She stopped. The orchestra, screened off in its corner by potted plants, began to play, and Olga bit her lip, as if the music was reminiscent of some bit- ter memory. Church, off in another corner of the room, was eating alone and had not seen them. "There he sits in all his respecta- bility," she said, tight. lipped. "And, what could I do? Who'd believe me if I told ths story I've just told you? He actually tried to starve me. There wasn't a place in town where I could get a job. I sometimes won- der why he's letting me keep the one I've got mow. I suppose he has another interest." Jimmy winced, as if he had been struck in the face. 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