The Indianapolis times. [volume] (Indianapolis [Ind.]) 1922-1965, 1926-03-22
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please her Impoverished family. Tyrapny
Sw son a des at 5th q Bob Mcneil
her uncle aids in plans for Sandy and
There '' she meets me tsA Ramon ION Worth who
her Life IL the sHrf On the e same
Muriiio declares he evil viii never release
her Judith Moore. cousin; tells Sandy
Follows a clash over her promise, to her
sick mother to give UP plans for divorce d!,SGro:
action. and he tells her she has no
grounds. Sandy determines, to make
rillo will not be in town over the week
end she plans TO give party Tor her
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CHAPTER L.
There were ten girls In the liv-
ing rooms of Murillos home. They
appeared to be standing on tiptoe
with excitement. They talked with
g. quick brightness, glancing about;
taking in the furniture with photo
graphic detail. They were subcon-
sctously aware of Sandys frightened
nerves and her fierce smoldering de-
fiance. They were remembering
those Cancelled invitations.
''Larky," thought one. How did
she manage it? Is he around? Up
stairs, perhaps?"
And -homely little Ella Rivers:
Wonder why she can't beat his
time? Gosh, I'd like to see the man
who could tell me where to head in.
Why doesn't she stop and show him
a thing or two. I would, you bet!'
Alice came in with tray. Glasses
tinkled. Gee, a cocktail" thought
Edna Stacy. "Well, he can't be so
bad if he blows the little girls to a
snifter!''
Edna's own young husband mixed
a goodly drink when the crowd came
to their house. He helped Edna set
the table, brought home huge cake
and cheerfully took himself off to
a poker game, tickled that 1.-The kid"
was having a good time, too, and
clever enough to amuse herself.
They weren't rich, but young and
happy companions.
Looks like a good one" she said
aloud. and plenteous.
"IIl say it's good said Alice,
who glibly initiated each new slang
phrase as it appeared. Ever try
it? Cream and honey and bourbon?
Had it over at Names night before
last"
Flows Name? And how was the
MAN? DID you fall for him, Alice?
Has he called yet?"
Alice's married friends-and she
had hosts of thenl-were always in
viting her to dinner, the occasion
usually being to introduce a man
THE MAN who was to capitulate to
AliCeS charms.
These fellows were usually about
As, getting bald, dumpy and egotis-
tic, as is the way of good catches"
who have passed their first youth.
They were supposed to be seeking a
good, sensible girl who would make
them 81 fine home" What they
per whose impudent tricks would
return to them the illusions of boy
hood; make them feel irresistible,
exuberant, young. They didn't take
Alice seriously.
And Alice, who had the romantic
dreams of a girl just 1S, her vision
of love still associated with a bOnny
sailor lad, six feet Of hardsomeress
and laughter, turned sour with scorn
I at these sorry looking, pompous can
didates for her virgin affections.
mot my style, she now answered
tartly. and wishing to give the i'm
preston of many lurid yesterdays.
Il drink to the men who have
passed"
Drink it slowly They've gone
for good But is there any more
where this came from? Some celler
your husband has, Mac"
Yes, and some key" Sandy slipped
musingly. you can thank Angus for
this. Alice lifted it, unbetold, from
the old boys medicine. chest"
She flushed, thinking: I'm glad
/ said that! I'm finished with pre-
tense! won't bluff any more. Why
should I try to make any one think
I'm happy? I'm loved? Why should
I defend Ben Murillo? III give him
a run for his money now"'
But she went into the kitchen,
her nerves tlut. She stirred the
creamed chicken, pinched the rolls
to see if they were hot. Every
thing ready, Ida? We're sitting
down"
Then you go in, dearie, and
don't worry. You might have
party like this every week. Keep
you from being lonesome. Tain
good for you to sit hammering at
that typewriter so much. Look"
Ida opened the refrigerator, brought
out a bottle.
Sandy read the label--creme de
cocoa. Where did you get this,
Ida?''