The Indianapolis times. [volume] (Indianapolis [Ind.]) 1922-1965, 1925-09-14
CHAPTER XXI.

HE next morning Dick in
sisted upon getting up at his
A usual time. He announced
furthermore, that he was going to
the office.
"If l give in and stay at home,
I'll be getting the sick habit first
thing 1 know he told Mother Greg
DRY when she arrived at seven,
bringing an electric pad and a glass
of grape jelly for the invalid. IN
work this shaky feeling off in two or
three hours down at the office"
''That poor boy is going to kill
himself! Mother Gregory later told
Ranghild, to whom she had taken
an instant liking. She was making
milk toast with her own hands for
Dick while he dressed.
When he was i'll, Mother Gregory
had a feeling that nothing that any
doctor or nurse could do for him,
would do him half as much good as
the food she, herself, got ready for
him.
Gloria, reading the morning paper
in the dining room, listened to the
conversation going on in the kitchen.
That's the way he's been all his
life all ambition, with nobody
to back it up!' Mrs. Gregory was
saying to Ranghild. # hope you
never fry his food or put much
grease in it. Grease gives him ind!-
gestion quicker than scat.'
Yes, ma am, I, know" Ranghild
answered in her pleasant voice, but
Mr.. Gregory doesn't look sickly to
me. He's that wiry kind of person
:. if you know what mean. They
can stand anything
The pantry door swung open and
Ranghild came into the dining room
with the water pitcher. Gloria
looked up at her.
Don't pay any attention to Mr..
Gregory's mother, Ranghild," she
said in an undertone. You're work
ing for me, not for her. And she's
just telling you all that stuff to hear
herself talk, anyway"
With solemn nod Ranghild went
back into the kitchen.
A few minutes later Dick came
downstairs. Mother Gregory brought
him his milk toast with the prideful
look Of a Louis Sherry displaying
wedding cake for the Aston family.
I'm not going to sit down with
you. I had my breakfast at home
before 1 came" she said. so III
Just take the paper into the sunroom
with me for a few minutes. II
no ones reading It,"
She rustled blandly away.
TLORIA could feel Dicks eyes
on her She did not look up,
L. but tapped her egg and but
tered her toast with pretended alb
sorption.
GLORY" he said at last. She
raised her eyes. Dick was white and
haggard.
"Dick, you're crazy to try to go tc
the office, todt ~ she said. why
don't you stay home and rest. DR..
John will have fit when he finds
out you've gone to work"
Never you mind about me, Glory.
It's you I'm thinking about, just
now" Dick answered in a low tone.
'I've been lying awake most OF the
night thinking about you, to tell the
truth. Look here, Glory. did you
love me or not when you married
me?"
"Oh, dear, do we have to go into
all that right now? Can't we have
one meal in peace?" Gloria's voice
was pathetic. First Of all we row
about money and maids -. and
now you want to raise the roof again
I suppose about yesterday after
noon. Let's forget it,"
II wish 1 could" Dick answered.
'But it's A pretty serious thing for
a fellow to come home and find his
wife entertaining another man e. :.
especially a duck like Wayburn!"
He came over and put his arms
around Gloria.
Honey, l know there was moth
ing wrong about your little party
yesterday. You were bored and you
wanted little thrill, a taste Of ex-
elements But other people won't
see it that way. They'll soon be say
ing that my wife's in love with that
cheap actor d.. They'll have you In
the May Seymour class. first thing
you know'
whats everybody down on May
for2" Gloria asked. II don't blame
1,ns IiAt1o I,it Gov erOino around wit n
Jim CareWe, if her own husband
won't take her anywhere! .
Why doesn't he get next to himself
and see that he's losing May?"
Dick pondered.
II suppose he's too busy. And
anyway, a husband Is always the
last person to hear rotten gossip
about his wife" he said.
He was looking out the dining
room windows that faced the street,
watching the Donberg twins, who
lived next door. They were running
races with their new Airedale pup
their sturdy legs twinkling
past each other like the parts Of a
perfectly geared machine.
Gosh, Glory, wouldn't it be nice
if we had a couple Of little kids like
those two?" he asked, tightening his
hold of her. "A couple Of jolly little
youngsters who'd race down the
street every night to meet me :"
Eyes, and who'd scratch up all the
furniture, and turn the house into q
boiler-factory when it came TO noise!
No thank you, sweetie! I'm afraid
I'll have TO squelch your fond hopes
=. :" She wriggled out Of Dicks
arms and got to her feet.
Dick, with his hands gripped, stood
looking down at her.
Honey" he said, you're just