The Indianapolis times. [volume] (Indianapolis [Ind.]) 1922-1965, 1925-06-29

Not wouldn't make any dlr1er-
ence; do no good to leave. Where
ever she went it would be the same
shutting men away from her;
turning her heart from warmth and
friendship; walking on alone-al-
ways.
She locked down the bleak stretch
Of years, fighting back the terror of
her thoughts. She came back to Lee
Whitman, the vividness Of his hand
pressing hers against the moist
leaves. She felt the charm of his
eager, restless youth; the passion of
young ideals about him. 1t would
be cruel if he should care for her
She said to Barbara that evening:
well, Mary Elizabeth shall be wan
dering on her way very soon"
MARY Elizabeth shall do nothing
of the sort She hasn't answered
one single letter yet. Helena, you
wouldn't do a mean trick like that,
would your"
But I'm not to be your COM
panion for life. am II"
Maybe you are. Listen-1 sup
pose you're bored to death with me.
That's why l asked Lee to come
out over the weekend. You've only
been here five days. Why, I'd miss
you more than ever now. I'd be
alone from morning till night. In
week or two you can go. Please
you won't :"
Norp Whitman decided the matter
again. He phoned: IF it's agree
able, Miss Bryce, I'd like you to
remain"
Barbara told Lee. He came to
Chickie. He said humbly: please
don't go on my account. You're
wonderful for Barbara. Didn't 1 ac-
cept your terms? Didn't you say
we could be friends? Then-let's
be it." He reached out his hand
with boyish impulse.
Chickie smiled: You remind me
Of Jimmy"
who is jimmy"
MY brother"
ooh"
took Chickie often when she walked
in the garden. He spoke swiftly,
asking questions in a surcharged,
eager tone. But when they went
driving Barbara was always along.
The three of them laughed great
deal. They had much in common.
One evening they were at dinner.
They were talking about the pur-
pose of life. Lee Whitman revealed
the struggle and the uncertainty Of
his own position. He hated bust
ness. He regarded his fathers brok-
erage as a somewhat contemplate
and childish gambling. He thought
it wrong that the beauty OF the
world Is the monopoly Of the rich
Yet he was completely at a loss
what he should do with his own
energies. Some times he thought he
had a right to live and enjoy; but
when he did this he suffered from
a sense Of selfishness.
Barbara said: "Oh, you should be.
beautiful like Chickie is-then you
do good just by existing"
"Chickie-who's Chickie?"
Barbara pointed. Lee grinned
"In be darned! If Mary herself
came down from heaven, in ten min
utes you'd be calling her 'Moll-"
They began to laugh-all Of them.
In the midst Of the uproar, the door
opened. A tall girl with the same
restless grace as Willman's entered.
She had a small, dark face; dark,
snappy eyes; a mouth perfectly
curved, yet thin and cold.
The laughter ceased; a gaunt
pause. Barbara said: Edith! Well"
The girl responded in q high,
bright voice: Good evening. ALL
seem to be interupting a pleasant
party"
Willman's mouth gripped. A sui
lenness dropped over the lighted
eyes. why mention it, Edith Lit.
tie old habit Of yours"
Their looks clashed. Barbara
flung out her hand, pleading Edith
-well-don't you ask how I am?
You must meet our friend, Miss
Bryce"