The Indianapolis times. [volume] (Indianapolis [Ind.]) 1922-1965, 1925-11-23

I piness?" Joanna said. You
l-f don't want me to have
what my money has made possible
for me?"
81 haven't said anything OF that
meaning" John declared. II want
nothing else in the world so much
as 1 want you to have happiness, but
I wish you could have with it some
thing of real joy, something of the
joy of doing things, big things, out
of the opportunities that have come
your way. I am afraid you will
never know that sort Of feeling.
Perhaps it is all right that you
shouldn't. Money will mean one
thing to you; it would mean some
thing else to me. AS it so often does
where love is the bargain, it has
come between us"
"You mean that because of this
we must give up-give up each
other?" She was still very quiet,
and patient.
What else can we do? How is
there any room, or place for me?
The little house, with a parlor and
kitchen that we planned would
hardly be serviceable to you now,
would it?'
"But, John, we could still build
that same house. That is one thing
I want to do, right away" She
smiled a little. Only we can make
it larger land with more to it than
just a kitchen and parlor-fountains
and gardens, and balconies, and the
stairways and panelled halls we used
to joke about when we saw them in
the movies. We can have all those
things now, John, that we laughted
about. It will be just the house we
planned, enlarged to fit my million.
Will there be anything wrong about
that?"
She saw the stubbornness that she
always hated, settle deeper in his
eyes. mo" he returned; "It can't
be worked out that way, 10. I'd
never live with you in house you'd
paid for, even with money given you
for a reason that l hope will turn
out to be all right. You see, I, too.
have plans. You know them, even If
you never cared much about listen
ing to them. I've got to make my
way. The career want is one that
can't be bought. You can't give it
to me like you would a birthday
present. Different, you see, from
yours"
She looked at him from widened
eyes. She wondered at her own
calm. She was not hurt as she had
been that night aat Mrs. Adams.
when John repulsed her. He was not
doing that sort Of thing again. Now
he was quietly stubbornly taking
himself out of her life.
A wild impulse to run upstairs,
wrap herself in a cloak and run
out into the street with him, thrilled
her for moment and then lapsed
into the deadly calm that puzzled
her
But John" she said: 81 love you.
I have always loved you. Why
must you make such q fuss about
the money? 1t won't change me,
not so much as it has changed you"
He interrupted her.
IdI just II. IL won Cndnge
you. 1t has only brought you out
of yourself, and revealed you. This
sort of thing won't get you any
place, in the end. 1t i5 not the back
ground for girl, no matter how
good she is-and believe, Joe, as
| always have that you're good. You
will stay good just as long as you
can. shall always want you, but
just can't have you. Can II"
49,
is last words were a plead
IHI ing for his justification. 1t
LII would have been better, per-
haps, if he had not spoken them.
They reminded Joanna that he was
one who would not, could not. I'M
derstand her, or, one like her. Still,
she wasn't hurt. She suffered, be-
cause her heart was turning over.
She longed FOR him, wanted to yield
20 him as he would have had her
yield to his fears for her and to his
IDEAS that she should be some other
kind Of girl, but she realized that it
would all be useless. She would
never be content with all enchant-
ments taken cut of the world that
had suddenly become so lavish to
her.
Then you won't be coming back,
you won't accept things as they are
and come back to me-" she asked.