The Indianapolis times. [volume] (Indianapolis [Ind.]) 1922-1965, 1925-09-16


r, Gloria and Ranghild were
- busily unpacking the ward.
robe trunk, the front doorbell rang
three times.
That's Mrs. Seymour's ring. Ask
her to come up here, please, Rang
hid" Gloria said.
Sure enough it was May.
May triumphant! In a new spring
suit and a felt hat crowned with
lilacs! She was freshly rouged and
powdered. And there was a flicker
Of humor in her green eyes. =. In
short, May was herself again.
"Ah, hah, you thought I'd be in
sackcloth and ashes, didn't your"
she asked Gloria In her impudent
way, "just because I'd had a turn.
down from a club Of miserable old
frumps? Not on your eyebrow pen
Gill Those danes can't high-hat me,
dearie. . I don't want to belong to
their little group Of serious think
ers"
May sat down before Gloria s
dressing table and rubbed some per-
fume under her pointed chin. She
grinned impishly.
Are you going to join? I don't
exactly see you in Home Women's
club" she said. You're hardly a
housekeeping type. Glory. I wish
you wouldn't join. L think you
owe it to me not to! Just to show
those women that they can't snub
me and get away with it!'
Gloria set her lips firmly.
1--WE promised Mother Gregory I'd
join" she said. She had no inten-
ton of being an outcast along with
May. There were points where
friendship ceased. This was one Of
hem!
IT thought you didn't care a darn
whether you got into the club or
not, anyway" Gloria went on. you
Just said you didn't"
May bit her lip.
THAT was pure bunk" she con.
fessed. "Whistling in the dark to
keep up my courage"
May wiped her eyes and blew her
nose loudly. Gloria could see that
she was having hard work to fight
back the tears in her eyes.
Between you and me, Gloria" she
said shakily, 'it's all but killed me
to hear that they didn't want me in
that club. L never used to care
what women said about me, but this
got my goat, somehow. You take it
from me, it's no use trying to buck
rrhnN'Xyn 1aid 6nxxyY1
certain lines, and unless a girl fol
lows them, they'll get her. they've
almost got me.
why, this morning when Jim
phoned I wouldn't even let him talk
to me. 49, 'fraid the phone girl
might be listening in. And, cross my
heart, there never has been anything
really wrong between me and Jim
-. Just a little foolishness."
ri LORIA was sure that May was
ri telling the truth.
III II came in to ask you to go
downtown with me, but can see
you're too busy" May said natural
ly, after a minute or two. Don't
lOIScL IIldL L III having IIl0 Col
Thursday will you? It's the last
time We'll all see our loving enemy
Myra Gail, before she goes away next
week"
II thought you liked Myra. ="
Gloria said, surprised.
"Yeh, l love her the way you do"
May retorted, making little claws Of
her two hands. But just the same
Id rather have her for a friend than
an enemy. and she's a friend
of all these club women who've iced
me, besides!'
May picked up hand mirror and
studied her face.
''Ye gods, l believe I'm getting a
line between my eyebrows" she
cried, cor is it just a shadow? :.
By the way, isn't this hat of mine
the cats kanittens. I spent all the
money for the butchers bill on It,
There's one place where I can
knock the rest Of the women for a
Chicago loop, anyway in my
clothes"
Gloria's smile pitied May. She
knew that May was far from being
well-dressed. Her hat was too gar
ish, her tan shoes too tan, her thin
stockings too thin.
Myra Gail was the best dressed