The Indianapolis times. [volume] (Indianapolis [Ind.]) 1922-1965, 1926-04-22

SANDY Mcneil. in love with llte'
narries BEN MURlLLO. rich ltali4n'
to please her impov erished ianhy ~
follow. A son dies at birth BOB Nc
NEIL. her uncle. aids IN plans Tor Gahuy
END her b %ot9 sSe to @ot t7k R&MR %ok 2PR
who saves her life IN the surf. On Tue
efme steamer home he declares hla IoVe'
MuillO says he never viii release hcf.
JUDITH MOORE. a cousin, tells Sandy
love is everything. Murlilo overtakes
her as she goes for q trJst with hlmQn'
He appears. unexpectedly at party 5he
is giving for her friends she leaves his
house and accepts. the kindly attentions
IeaTes Tor her home when she learns
her mother is III. Sandy's mother dies
and she goes to live with her cousin,
Judith. after parting with Ramon. some
months later che receives a letter from
N'' Now co ON WITH THE STORY
CHAPTER LXXVII
Yes. they are cute" said the
manicurist, deftly pushing the Gu
ticle of Judith's nails With a small
orangewood stick. different from any
Judith had ever seen. "They were
sent to me from China. And this
powder gives a wonderful gloss. It
came from France. wrote Dick
that's my friends name--to send
me a bushel before he leaves" He's
going TO Persia next"
Judith grinued. How romantic.
getting orangewood sticks from
China Most likely he'll send you a
rug from Persia"
She thought nervously: We're
all alike! All kidding ourselves with
our dreams"
Judith's cheeks. usually Of a.
smooth tan color, were now pink
with excitement and a stealthy sense
Of guilt as though having her nails
manicured were an unworthy thing.
He said her hands were pretty
slender and soft. She wished TO add
to their beauty. But she said to
herself: "They needed It! Tipping ia
the very deuce on q persons nails.
I've sense enough to know that II
he doesn't care for me for my heart
and soul-if he can be lured by sur
face charms, then T. wouldn't pay
me to even think of him. I wouldn't
stoop to attract the greatest man
on the earth--even him"
I
yourself, Judith Moore! You'd rouge,
though you look q fright when you
do. You'd paint your eyelashes and
bleach your hair and hang a ring In
your nose If you thought that would
win him You know you would!
You're no whit different from all
the women in the world!
Well Why should I try to be?"
she added more softly. And going
from the store she paused at a. mir.
ror to smooth the powder over her
nose. A big purple hat made her
eyes the deepest violet, and that
flush gave a soft glowing look to
her eager youth-a look Sandy said
was more than beauty.
Judith hoped he'd think SO. Doug
las was home-arTived in the morn
ing-comlng TO meet her now.
It was nearly o'clock. She hur-
ried along Gearg to Stockton He
phoned he'd wait near Union
Square. Had something "sera phic"
to tell her. Seraphic was his favorite
word for the supernaturally deli
cious.
They saw each other at the same
moment. He was leaning with an
insolent grin, against a snappy little
maroon .colored coupe-as though he
owned It.
Then he swept off his hat and
came toward her, eyes twinkling.
For a moment she thought he was
going to sweep her In his arms.
He chuckled, showing the white,
sparkling teeth; Fooled you that
time! But I'd like to. Judy dar.
ling" And he gripped her hand,
saying a dozen things all at once,
sprinkling in many "Judy--gee,
I'm glad to see you! Step this way.
He opened the door Of the little
maroon car. II was his--bought it
that very afternoon. Only home
free hours when he got the chance.
Ask the world If he wasn't a lucky
sinner!
A fellow in the newspaper Office
bought the car and had now lost
his job so he had to sell Tough on
him. The car had only run 800
miles and be was selling It for $1,000