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


to the caress without stint. When
he released her she said:
There! You mustn't spoil it by
demanding another. l want to go
out to the party, now, and dance
And I'm going to fiirt out~ageOusly
with Teddy Dorminster. He has
been begging me to discover now
sentimental he can be all evening.
But still want you to do something
else for me. l want you to make
sure that Yvonne knows you kissed
me, and that 1 allowed it. You
don't need to say i asked you to, but
you may say that I didn't take my
lips away"
Within half an hour Joanna was
hidden away, in the safest corner OF
the winter garden, with young Ted
dy. She had promised him only
fifteen minutes. She granted him
but few more, despite his plead
ings that one couldn't crowd an
eternity into such a short space OF
time. She insisted that he IND
Brandon and bring him to her. He
has not been nice to me, tonight,
she exclaimed. And 1 want to be
nice. too" She laughed at that
rhetorical mix-up and sent him
away.
II ODDLY KENILWORTH, when
liz he had turned her over to
Dorminster, went back into
the morning room. When he had
made himself a drink. out of the
bottles in the cabinet, he settled
back in a chair and fell to studying
the ceiling. When Yvonne looked in
he explained that his brain had be-
come twisted around conundrum
and that he couldn't take an inter-
est in anything or anybody outside
until he'd Strengthened it out.
When the hilarious guests, some
of them frankly boisterous, began to
reassemble into their original group
ings and say their good nights, Jo-
Annals gorgeous gown was crushed,
her shimmering hair fluffed and her
! face sparkling. That night had been
like wine to her and she was vital
with the stimulus of it. Dorminster
wanted to linger at his parting, but
she Knocked at him. When she saw
that his face clouded she was pref
tily peniteht and gave him her hand
to kiss. To Kenilworth she was
more serious. She looked up at him
rather shyly.
You know" he said. 81 am taking
very marvellous memory with me-!
BE good to it," was all the COM
fort she would give him.
Yvonne was confessedly weary, Il
always shudder at the sight of the
debris after night like this" she
informed Joanna when tho last guest
had gone merrily on his way. Shall
we go up stairs to my room. We can
talk it all over. for awhile. a party
must be talked about before one
goes to bed, you know"
HEY talked until the sun
broke into Yvonne's boudoir.
Then Joanna. in her tight fit
ting pajamas and transparent, rolled
down boudoir socks, obeyed Yvonne's
Niidl SiAt tllOHB AbI at
least two hours of sleep. She didn't
sleep. however. but sat in her can
OPTED bed, her knees drawn up,
her chin resting on them. Martha,
her own maid, found her sitting
there on the unmussed coverlets
which were just as they had been
turned down the night before. the
warm sunlight bathing her figure
and making a gay caprice OF her
gold brown head. The pearls which
had been her only jeweled ornament
still glistened around her throat. A
flower that had remained pinned to
her dress throughout the evening.
was crushed on the floor. Joanna
saw Martha come in. but looked at
her blankly for almost min tie be-
fore she comprehended her. Then
she CURLY ordered her bath.
Brandon had arranged with her
for the visit, that day. to Eggleston
at his home on the avenue. They