The Indianapolis times. [volume] (Indianapolis [Ind.]) 1922-1965, 1925-05-14

- themselves in a thousand
eager ties. Their separation but
quickened and intensified the bond
between them.
She was surprised because Of the
peace that came upon her. She
spoke Of 1t that night when they
drove out through the park.
She leaned against his shoulder,
her eyes wet. Barry, now I don't
feel troubled. Isn't that stranger"
He pressed her hands. She went
on in dreamy languor: "Why do
here AGAIN."
Maybe. Or It might be because
here we seem removed from the
world We're alone. We only need
to think of ourselves. If 1t were
like this always, you would never
be troubled"
1T wish we could shut the world
out then! Just the two of u.s."
1--WE can"
She laughed: What a big wall
of love we'd have to build"
mot so big, Chickie--but brave
And that's what we have to do. Be
cause otherwise it will be a wall Of
reproaches and resentments against
each other. No love can cut through
that n you let yourself be pressed
down; IL you keep thinking that
we've hurt each other-well-you
can see what will happen. Lord, we
don't want that"
She chung to Barry. "No-Oh, I
could never bear that-you won't let
that happen? You keep me from
that will you, Barry?"
RI f kissed her. She put up her
HI hand and felt his eyes wet.
u A trembling joy stirred In her
heart. She was the eternal woman
justified in her giving, because the
man was faithful. His love was a
sacrament that cleared her mind of
the long heritage of reluctance. It
championed the freedom she had
snatched and that her thought had
never sanctioned. It freed her from
herself, but only that she might
he more wholly his.
1t seemed to Chiclxie In those first
weeks after his return that the
world was indeed shut out They
two were alone, running irresistibly
to each other on the crest of lighted
waves.
hA
smiled He came from the shadow
and pursed his lips. They hurried
into the alley at o'clock, walking
to the car together. At night they
drove. Some times they went dane
ing. When he held her she felt his
heart thump and her own quivered
as though to some piercing music
unbearable in its sweetness.
They lost themselves in this
growing, intoxicating sense Of pos.
session one in the other.
And she had no longer the tor
menting sense of fear. Once when
Janina tainted: well. baby-how
much longer do I wait for the great
and glorious procession?" she an
swered with light flippance: Second
Tuesday Of next week, Janina, dear"
At home, this easy assurance left
her She didn't wish to be alone
with Jonathan. She hid from the
tenderness of his eyes. Once When
he ran his palm under her chin,
saying with a chuckle, Pretty as
an angel, isn't she, mother?" she
ran out Of the room, completely un.
nerved
Yet she turned to Jennie. She
was all at once concerned because
there were wrinkles on the bland
forehead. She was curious about
her mother. Sometimes she wished
to say: Jennie, darling-listen-if
you loved-oh, the way you did"
But even in her thought she dared
not put that question TO Jennie.
One night her mother was mend
ing her stocking, as she often did
Chickie said: That's fnished-don't
bother with It, I wouldn't wear
thing all runs like that
But Jennie answered: well. you
may get a turn out of it on a. rainy
Gay"
"No-throw It OUT.
m HE next evening she helped
with the dishes, lowering
- about the mild Jennie. She
watched the hair falling in thin
strands from the amber comb. She
saw little beads Of persplration on
her mothers neck. II made her sad
Then Jennie stoored and mopped
some water from the floor. AS she
did this, Chickie saw the silk stock
ings she had ordered thrown out.
Jennie was wearing them.
A pang shot through her. Jan