The Indianapolis times. [volume] (Indianapolis [Ind.]) 1922-1965, 1923-01-16

finally persuaded by his mother 10 10 SO'
Go on with the story
~ GUESS it is! The Teller owes
me some money, and this Is
the only way I'd ever get It
off him."
rs he a garage-keeper?
Not exactlyi'' Walter uttered husky
sounds of amusement. you'll be just
as happy. I guess, if you don't Kno"
who he is" he said.
His tone misgave her; and she SAID
truthfulIy that she was content not
To know who owned the car. i JOKE
sometimes about how you keep things
tn Yourself" she added. but l re-
ally never do pry in your AFFAIRS
Walter"
"Oh. no. you don't!
Indeed, 1 don't"
yes. you're mighty nice and cooing
when you get me where you want
me" he jeered. well, just as soon
tell YOU where I get this car.
I'D Just as soon you wouldn't, wal
ter" she said, hurriedly. Please
don't"
But Walter meant to tell her. why,
there's nothin' exactly criminal about
IL" he said. ut belongs to old J. A
Lamb himself. He keeps it for their
coon chauffeur l rent 1t from him.
From Mr.. Lamb7"
NO; from the coon chauffeur.
Walter she gasped.
"Sure I do! I can get It any night
when the coon isn't goin' to use 1t
himself He's driv1n' their Limousine
tonight-that little Henrietta Lamb
goin' to the party. no matter II her
father has only been dead less'n a
YEAR, He paused. then inquired:
We'll, how d'you like it?"
She did not speak, and he began to
be remorseful for having impaired so
much information, though his way OF
expressing regret was his own. well,
YOU will make the folks make me take
YOU to partiesr' he said. 81 got TO
do it the best way 1 can, don't i?
Then as she made no response, On
the cars clean enough" he said. This
coon, he's as particular as any white
man: you needn't worry about that. ~
And as she still said nothing, he
added gruffly: I'D of had a better
car If I could afforded It. You needn't
get so upset about it"
s'I don't understand" she said in
a low voIce-''I don't understand how
you know such people"
such people as who?'
"As-coIored chauffeurs."
"Oh, look here. now!" he protested,
loudly. Don't you know this is a
democratic country"
Not quite that democratic, is it,
walter?"
THE trouble with you," he re-
torted, you don't know there's any
body in town except just this silk
shirt crowd" He paused, seeming to
await a refutation; but as none came.
he EXPRESSED himself definitely: "They
make me sick"
They were coming near their
destination. and the glow Of the big.
brightly lighted house was seen be
fore them in the wet night. Other
cars. not ike theirs, were approach
ing this center Of brtlliance; long
triangles Of light near the ground
swept through the fine driZZle; small
red taiI-Hghts CLEANED again from
the moist pavement of the street; and.
through the myriads of little glisten-
ing leaves along the curving drive
way, glimpses were caught of lively
colours moving in a white glare as
the limousines released their oc-
cupants under the shelter Of the
porte-cochere.
Alice clutched Walters arm in a
panic: they were just at the drive
wav entrance. Walter, we mustn't
go in there.
Whats the matter?"
Leave this awful car outside"
why, Il
stop" she insisted. vehemently.
You've got to. Go backT'
"Oh, Gloryr'
The little car was between the en-
trance posts; but Walter backed 1t
out, avoiding a collision with an i'm
pressive machine which swerved away
from them and passed on toward the
porte-cochere, showing a mans face
grinning at the window as it went by.
'F1ivver runabout got the wrong
numberr' he said.
did he see us?" Alice cried.
did who see us?''
Harvey Malone-in that foreign
coupe"
NO; he couldn't tell who we were
under this top Walter assured her
as he brought the little car to a
standstiH beside the curbstone, out in
the street What's it matter If he
did, the big fsh?'
well. want to go on back?" Walter
inquired. You bet I'm willing
No"
well. then. what's the matter our
drivin' on up to the porte-cochere?
There's room for me to park just the
e.'--- do of it,"
mo. nor
H., you expect to doP SIT here
II night?''
NO, leave the car here"
II don't care where we leave it" he
said. "Sit still till lock her, so none
O. these miIlionaires around heren run
off with her" He got out with pad
lock and chain; and. having put these
in place offered Alice his hand. Come
on. If you're ready"
wait" she said, and, divesting her
self OF the raincoat, handed 1t to Wal
ter. please leave this with your
things in the mems dressing-room, as
( II were an extra one Of your own,
Walter"
He nodded: she jumped out. and
they SctIrried through the drizzIe As