The Indianapolis times. [volume] (Indianapolis [Ind.]) 1922-1965, 1926-08-17

l saved II.
The lettering on the card was or
namented with the ofd-fashioned
Spencerian f1ourishes. and further
embellished with the strange bird
Of unknown species, with which
Spencerians were wont to decorate
their pen work.
Bunny laughed at it, and gayly
stuck it in the corner of the frame
OF one of Heath's best sketches that
hung on the studio wall.
'All right, then, Perry" Myra
said more mildly now. you'll with
draw your name from the candi-
dates. and give up the idea of the
club presidency"
Nobody, my darling, could call
me a fussy man." sang Heath. "Of
course, I WILL If your ladyship de-
crees 1t. That will leave three names
to vote on still. But doubt If An
derson gets It. Seems to me Ptnkie
Garrison is a more general favortte."
''Nixy," Inman disagreed. IF not
Anderson, then George Morton"
well, they're all Park men, :"
Myra argued. "I don't care which
of them is elected, If Perry doesn't
run"
'r won't, I won't, I won't" Heath
reiterated. NOW, for Heavens sake,
drop that subject. Come on. let's
all go to bed. A spot of Scotch,
Larry7"
Sure. This has been an exhaust
ing conference. Gosh. what a wa
mix my ownv'
Inn1an set back on the table the
mild highball Heath had compound
ed for him. and. his eye lighting on
the card in the picture frame, he
took down and set it up against
the tall glass. SO that THE Work
of Perry Heath" seemed to refer to
the Scotch and soda.
CHAPTER III.
With a smile, Heath appropriat-
ed the drink. He cared little for
whisky, while Inman was rather too
fond of it.
Bunny sidled up to Heath, and
begged sip from his glass, while
Myra, now apparently reconcled
again to the "vamp," herself &C
copied a portion of Larry's nightcap.-
1.-THE dove Of peace once more
hovers in our midst Perry said. as
he rescued bis glass from the alb
sentminded Bunny. He beamed
through his shell-rinmed glasses,
with the air OF a kindly pater.
familias.
IT believe those convex lenses
make your eyes look bigger said
Bunny, looking closely into the said
lenses.
"A good thing" remarked Myra.
"Perrys eyes are all the better for
bit Of magnifying."
II rather fancy my eyes" Heath
said, imperturbably. lawfully good
color, what?"
mo color at ALL" retorted his wife,
promptly. Just commonplace I'M
eventful eyes. Like your hair. Elk
cept that you wear it a bit long,
there's no character to 1t whatever. )"
II don't wear 1t long. It's cut as
short. as Larry's."
at the back, yes. But you wear
1t long on top--so you can shake it
back with the gesture of an artist "
THAT will do. Myra," said Heath,
with unusual daring. please let
my personal appearance alone, will
your"
Certainly, Perry. 1t doesn't in
terest me at ALL"
Heath stared at her. What was
the matter with Myra tonight? She
was all on edge for some reason
was 1t really because of the election
question, or was she upset at his
attentions to Bunny Moore?
Bunny felt sure it was the latter,
and remarking again her intention
to wash her hair, she danced out Of
the room and up the stairs.
THAT child is a picture!" said
Heath, with the sole and amiable de-
sire to annoy his wife.
But he didn't succeed, for Myra
only said, Eyes, she is" in an alb
stracted tone that gave the impress
sion of Observation-Disclosures
I'm off for bed. too" Inman de-
clared. IT hope after I leave the
room you'll say I'm a picture"
Indeed we shall" Heath assured
him. "There are all sorts of pic
lures, you know"
Yep. Good night" Larry said
a little shortly. and swung himself
off.
Husband and wife sat silent for
several moments, though occasional
ly glancing at one another.
At last, Mvra gave a little sigh
and said, BLOW out the candles
please. they bother my eyes. And
put out the lights, too, we may as
we'll go to bed. It's Katie's night
out"
Heath slowly blew out the. four
candles on the table. but delayed
turning off the electric switches.
"wnat allied you tonight, Myra?'
he said not ,unkindly, but a trihe
accusingly.
"Oh, I don't know" she returned,
her pale face showing a slight frown.
1--WE are so hopelessly rnismatched,
Perry Aren't we?"
1--WE sure are. What would you
care to do about it?"
What can we do? If we could
be divorced. I'd marry Larry, of
course. I can't see you marrying
Bunny, though"
Probably not-though I might do
worse"
you could easily do worse, and
probably would. But it's out Of the
question. We can't have the awful
publicity of that sort of thing-and
then your secret would come out
WHAT"