The Indianapolis times. [volume] (Indianapolis [Ind.]) 1922-1965, 1925-04-16

Except Tuesday of last week.
o'clock, precisely"
IT had enough cause for sorrow!
Now, after all my pangs Janina says
I've just but jumped from the fry
ing pan into the fire.
Thank heaven I'm the fire in
this case. Let, any one who will be
the frying pan"
"Oh, you! She meant we are to
have most risque time. isn't that
riotous? Bess Abbot is awful fas-
cinating. She has two younger sis
ters-twins. Janina says they're
just thrilling. Only 16 and one of
them's engaged already. Bess
doesn't seem to take marriage very
seriously. She said the man she's
to wed is just an awful pest. But
they'll take a f1ier at 1t kind Of i'm
pudent like"
You got sore the other Sunday
when I said marriages today didnt
amount to much"
with me it would amount to
everything. I couldn't look at a
thing like love breezily rs though
1t were just a hat I was to wear
for half a season and then toss
aside"
How do you look at lover" He
glanced at her suddenly, his cheeks
flushing do you known"
After a moment she laughed nerv-
ously: "Yes-beautifu like L sun
set and lasting always. Oh, some
times I think of Love as a bright
cloud sailing over mountain tops
and two people-always the same,
always together. sitting on it
riding and riding-always."
But nothing lasts. We grow old.
We change. 1t may be the most
beautiful thing in the world today.
1t may be gone completely tomor-
row. We ought to live in the pres.
emit"
do you really think thati
Who'd want your kind Of love,
them"
You spurn It, Chiche? Then
guess I'll have to climb up TO your
eternal cloud Move over bit
will YEP" He tent his oad with a
swift nod and before she was aware
kissed her lightly.
You shouldn't do that Barry.
"Why, Chickie? And you SC
sweet? Who could help it-let me
see-Chickie. do you know how
pretty you are?'
q HE glanced uneasily down the
IO long, white road. Just then
IL a big, open car, alive and
blooming with color, with laughing
faces. dashed toward them, coming
to an abrupt halt across their path
The girl at the wheel thrust out a
radiant brown head, bobbed, curled
and now tossing in the breeze:
beg pardon. Do you happen to
be Miss Bryce and Mr.. Dunnei
Well-then we're looking for you
Bess sent us down to put you or
the right road. Follow us and wear
diamonds!'
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The five other girls, none OF them
past II. laughed uproariously. TIE
sound rippled like a gay banner
flung open.
"They must be twinsr' Chiche
whispered in excitement.
What! The whole wagon load OF
themr'
idiot! The two In front. They
dash all over the country In that
big car. It's their very ownr'
"Ah-the curse of money de
sends upon us. Looks as though
we're to have a merry timer
The big car swerved down a road
planted with poplars. The road con
ing upward over a great rolling
slope and dark with beech and oaks
1t opened suddenly into vast green
bowl-an immense garden with q
magnificent house.
You're arrivedv Tt bright
pert girl climbed down from the car
She was followed by another who
was her image except that the other
girl had a peeved, sophisticated at.
titude and smoked a cigaret with a
look of incredible disgust.
I'm Nance. good peoplel Al
low me to present my dear twin
Marge. She's melancholy today
but twill pass"
Marge, each eyelash standing
forth. black and separate; her small
pretty mouth a dark crimson, flung
a flaming orange scarf. She greeted
Chickie and Barry with an indiffer
ent nod.
Nance gave her little shove