The Indianapolis times. [volume] (Indianapolis [Ind.]) 1922-1965, 1926-09-24
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Pruitt telephones Faith to invite the
two girls to 2 party at his, home, Chterrry
she can divet Puitts interest to herself.
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CHAPTER al
It was after i o'clock that night
when Bob Hathaway's low-slung
sports roadster drew up into sleep
ing Myrtle st.
Come in for Just a wee little min
4 ute, Bob" Cherry pleaded prettily,
land I'll give you piece Of Cherry
special gingerbread.
IF you made it, it must be good, y
he smiled at her as he climbed out
! Of the car,
Cherry laughed happily, but neg
lected to explain that the ginger
bread had been made by Faith. The
delighted pressure of her small hand
upon his arm he took her shy thanks
for his compliment.
Someone's still up--in the dining
room, ~ Cherry whispered, as they
tiptoed into the dark living room.
She snapped on the light in a heavily
shaded floor lamp-which Junior had
purposes only-and then tiptoed to
open the dining room door noise
lessly.
why, Faith, you old darling,
you're making my dress" she whis-
pered ecstatically. "Come on in, Bob.
It's just Faith. Tuck up your hair,
darling, it's simply licking your
cheeks" she added, to Faith, as she
leaned over to kiss her.
Faiths tired face flushed, as her
Startled eyes rested on Bob Hatha-
way, standing Uncertainty in the
doorway. "It's been so hot, and
I've been awfully busy" she ex'
planned alphabetically, as she rose
hastily, dropping a soft pile of green
chiffon, riotous with tulips. A slight
breeze lifted two or three sheets of
unfolded tissue paper patterns from
the cllttered dining table and drifted
them about Bob Hathaway's feet. He
picked them up clumsily and handed
them to Faith. The girl WINGED
slightly as his fingers touched hers.
Faiths a silly old darling, to sit
up half the night making me a
party dress, isn't she?" Cherry
flung her arms about her older
sisters shoulders and laid her
tousled copper-and-gold curls loving.
ly against Faiths disheveled dark
head. The contrast between the
vivid, glowing, happy face Of the
CT In q
untidy Faith was startlinS-and
Cherry know it. You must so
right to bed, you sweet, tired thing
Cherry's voice was cooingiy com
passionate and tender.
II cant so TO. bed yet" Faith said
brusquely, for somehow the look of
almost foolish fondness and admira-
ton in Bob's eyes as they devoured
Cherry hurt her intolerably. I've got
1t cut out and the bodice basted
up, but I'll have to get it all ready
tonight for a fitting in the morning,
since you'll be working all day l
phoned Aunt Hattie. and she said
she'd come over and help me finish
up both dresses"
isn't it perfectly adorable ma
terial,~Bob?" Cherry snatched up a
length of the chiffon and draped it
deftly about her. small body. 81
bought a beautiful blue and orchid
pattern for Faith. We're going to
knock 'em dead at George Pruitt' S
party, aren't we, Faith?" But her
eyes were laughing into Bob Hatha-
ways. "Oh, Faith, Bob's been in
Vited to George Fruits studio party,
too. Isn't that heavenly? He's go
ing stag. 1 wonder why! oh, he's
blushing, the adorable child!'
She laughed and seized his hand.
"Come on now, big boy Wen tiptoe
into the kitchen. so as not to wake
up my sweet old Muggy and Daddy,
and I'll give you a great, big, luscious
chunk of gingerbread, if you'll be
real good.
I'm afraid there's not any left,
Cherry" said Faith, who had seated
herself and was again plying her
swift needle. Junior dashed in at
eleven o'clock end before I knew
what he was about, he'd dashed off
again, with the cake box under his
arm. He and Fay Allen ate it, sit
ting, out in her car. only made
I one pan, you know"
Cherry flushed painfully with an
ger and embarrassment. THE selfish
pigr' she exclaimed, forgetting to
keep her voice low. "Stufflng that
terrible Fay Allen with our ginger
bread Fay Aliens that awfully
fast high school girl that elopeo with
a high school boy last year" she
explained rapidly to Bob Hathaway
in an effort to divert his mind from