Argosy All-Story Weekly — 'The Metal Monster' — page 153: what you’re looking at

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BEWARE OF “You're wrong about that!” William said hotly. “Oh, no. I’m right about that!” Miss Hayes smiled. “T tell you, you’re wrong.” “ And I tell you that I’m not. he—” “I'm not defending Henning—not by a Why, long shot! He’s as vile as they come, Dolly. But you’re hooking him up with the wrong woman.” . “ What?”’ “Sally Noble!” William said, simply and bitterly. ‘“ She’s over there in his flat at this minute!” ‘¢J—I—don’t believe it!”? Miss Hayes gasped. “Please yourself. Now, tell me if you’ve seen or heard anything of Mary to—”’ “Tf there’s a woman over there in that apartment with Tom Henning, the wo- man’s Mary!’? Miss Hayes announced, for she really seemed to harbor a considerable spite against Mary this evening. ‘“ Sally Noble would no more—” “Do you want to come across and see for yourself?” William suggested savagely. “ Yes, I do!’”? Miss Hayes replied, as she shot to her feet. “ For Sally’s sake, yes.” More than one couple stared as they hurried down the ballroom. Silently, they paused an instant, while Miss Hayes’s 147 cloak was being found. Then, side by side, they crossed Bond Avenue and entered the Cypria building, and the elevator boy, rousing with some effort, conveyed them to the fifth floor,'and there Dolly laid a hand on William Emerson’s arm. ‘““{ want you to understand,” she said. ‘ You’ve said a horrible, a beastly, a crim- inal thing about a girl friend of mine who isn’t even in Braydon totnight. I want to —to clear her in my own mind! “IT know that Tom was carrying on a shameful flirtation with a girl I’m certain was Mary, but if—if there’s anything worse, I—where are they?” __ “You'll see where they aré!’’ William stated shortly, as be headed for the door of the Thomas Henning apartment. ‘“ Because I—I can’t behteve—I won't THE BRIDE. _believe—that Tom is anything worse than a silly, susceptible boy!” Miss Hayes pur- sued. ‘ Why, Peter’s his very best friend, and just the fact that Sally was Peter’s wife would make her too sacred—what did — you say?” William had stopped. William was pointing through the open door of Peter Noble’s flat. “I didn’t say anything just then,’ he said grimly, ‘“ but if you want to see your silly, susceptible boy hugging the sacred wife of his very. best friend—look in there!” This story will be continued in next week’s issue of the ARGOSY-ALLSTORY WEEKLY, the consolidated title under which both magazines will appear hereafter as one. U U U BELEAGUERMENT BY HARRY KEMP You have repulsed me in accepted ways; | Your high disdain has trodden on my pride; You have brought great defeat into my days By dangling little hopes, with Hope denied. But, like an army by a city wall, I shall abide, till, blaring quick and hot, You hear my fierce, triumphant bugle-call At some unguarded gate that you forgot. —_. co MICLOOG co wo