Indiana daily times. [volume] (Indianapolis [Ind.]) 1914-1922, 1922-06-15

rytown so wonderful in the old daysl'
Georges mOtioned them to a little table,
clapped his hands sharply and waiter
appeared on rubber heels took an order
and they settled themselves. Now for
the mystery of the dancing men," whis-
pered Garrick to Dick just as Georges
turned. There was just a shade Of con.
tempt In Garrick's tone Of raillery. At
& glance he had taken an estimate OF
the character Of the place
For ten OF fifteen minutes Garrick
reminisced of the old days before and
during the war. Gradually Dick pieced
together the drama Of the present.
1t seemed that group Of rapid young
people, many of them his own acquain-
tances. had started what they called the
Fifty Club" There had been a split
of some kind. reducing the staIwarts down
to twenty. The twenty had tried to 90
it alone But It had been too much for
their allowances. It has been a bit too
exclusive
Now It was really n private club run
by " Georges who had catered to the
elite of a generation at the Chateau
Rouge. Most OF the twenty had stuck,
and enough Of the selected elect admitted
by card kept the Inner Circle going.
The long, vide higb-ceilinged parlor
of the old house had been remodeled into
q dining room with a beautiful dance
floor. Outside they could hear the plain
tive rhythmic notes Of the clubs OWL
Hawaiian orchestra Of three performers.
As nearly as Garrick could. make it out,
NJ Georges was making an excellent
thing out of the revolt against reform.
In IulI of the conversation aud above
the soft Hawaiian strains hoated new
voices from a table outside.
"Wel, Glenn, here we are. alone-for
once"
Dick peered cautiously out through
slightly-parted portieres and nodded to
Guy. 1t was Vira.
TT does seem good, doesn't 1T" she
was saying. NO Rae. no Ruth. NJ rum
pus. Let's have no worry. You've been
looking nervous, lately
"yira, you're great tonight That vio-
let tweed IS slick. II I stole a kiss
would you register anger
That's the word they use, isn't #? Reg
ister?" Glenn chuckled contently as they
toyed with thin-stemmed glasses. Its
mighty fine Of you, Vira, TO notice that
I haven't been looking quite right.
didn't think you cared any more for me
than for the rest of them. To tell the
truth I am worried but l can't
tell any one.
II don't believe it's over exams. You
don't seem to be carrying your Horace
or calculus around in your pocket. You're
not in love, are you, Glenn?" Vfra gave
him a look that would have thrilled the
audience of any movie palace from coast
to coast.
Glenn reached over, took her hand
passed his foot under the table and laid
1t gently over her dainty ankle. Honest
TO God, Vira. love you.' Then he added
ferventy, a want to get you In my
racer, soon, and we'll motor out 10 some
nice, quiet spot. ike Canoe Place used TO
be and I'm going TO tell you all
about it. VIII you let me tell you
"'' how much I love youf"
Dear boy, I'm just dying to go on
that ride with you" Her eyes were
sparkling like dewdrops on a green leaf
In the morning sun. Vira knew it, meant
them to sparkle. At q lower level she
would have reasoned, how could one get
over dramatic moments on the screen IN
less one lived them? AS 1t was she
merely felt.