The Indianapolis times. [volume] (Indianapolis [Ind.]) 1922-1965, 1925-09-17

1t was one thing to quarrel with
the shabby Lola, who had few
friends, and quite another to have
MXra for an enemy!
For Myfa was a born lea Ter. And
the rest of the women were sure to
side with Lola against Gloria If
Myra dlG. Women were such sheep!
They had no minds Of their own,
In a flash Gloria was on her feet.
please don't 60" she pleaded,
laying one hand on Myras arm. I'll
run upstairs and tell Lola I'm sorry
for what said I'll bring her back. ="
She ran upstairs to Mays bedroom
where Lola was pinning on her I'M
fashionable hat.
please don't go, Lola" Gloria
begged I'm awful sorry for what
I said to you just now. You know
I didn't mean it. Please come on
downstairs with me. Dol"
Lola shook her head.
mo" she said. 1.-The things you
said we're too true, Glory. I haven't
any business trying to play cards
with the rest Of you girls. You're
all crackerjacks 49,. and 1 guess
I'm no good for anything but house
work. Don't ask me to play any
more today I couldn't face
the bunch, downstairs"
At that moment Myra Gail came
into the bedroom. She turned to
Gloria furiously.
xyo,, xxYhn ought m no q Gha e0
to face the crowd she cried after
what you did to Lola! 1t was the
meanest thing I've ever seen one
girl do to another! Believe me, I'll
think twice before play cards with
YOU again Come along, Lola,
and I'll drive you home"
She marched past Gloria without
another word or look. Lola fol.
lowed meekly. Dazed, Gloria
watched them go.
"Glo-ree" May called her from the
hall below. Come on down so we
IAN go on playing
Gloria tossed her head and went
down. No one greeted her as she
came into the room. Gloria could
feel the chill in the air.
She knew that the, other girls
were down on her because Myra
was.
Well what did it matter?
What did the friendship Of women
amount to, anyway? Gloria told
herself she would have given up a
dozen card parties for one drive
with Stan Wayburn. g.. She wished
she had gone riding with him this
very afternoon!
m HE picked up her cards.
NJ She was what May called
a "mean" player. She played
for the price She sat there now
'ight-lipped and hard-eyed. She
gathered in her tricks, intent as a
kingfsher killing fish at a rivers
edge.
Gone was the Gloria Of the limpid
eyes, soft lips and babyish chin .
the Gloria whom Dick loved.
We'll, Glory Gregory's won the
prize, as usual" little Mrs. Wing
cried, when the scores were added up
two hours later.
And it's one that will suit her
to To- May added. She went into
the dining room and returned carry
ing a. dusty bottle Of French brandy.
What do you know about that for
a slam! She gives me liquor and
says it will suufme to T!' Gloria
shrilled. What am I going to do
with the stuff, girls? If I take it
home to Dick he'll put me out .
he's so purev'
Don't take It home to Dick.
Take it home end hide 1t. You may
need 1t some time, yourself, for a
party" May advised.
But Gloria knew that she
wouldn't dare to have another party
soon in Dicks house. Then, sud
denly, she thought Of Stan. She
would give him the brandy! He
liked a nip now and then.
Gloria telephoned him from the
coat-closet under the stairs when
she put on her wreps.
meet me outside Dicks office
building in fifteen minute she
said. I'm driving downtown tc
bring him home and want to give
you something, first"
Stan waited q moment before he
answered.