The Indianapolis times. [volume] (Indianapolis [Ind.]) 1922-1965, 1926-09-24

In fib about the gingerbread. Their
parents had the marriage annulled,
you know, because they were both
under age, and she's simply been
town talk ever since. We're Just
scared stiff that she'll rope Junior
in. I'm going to make Dad and
Muggy put their foot down"
Cherry" Mr.. Lanes voice, un-
usually loud and harsh, called alb
ruptly from the bedroom across the
hal. what do you mean, coming
in this time o. night? What time is
1t, anyway"
why, Dad" Cherry answered In
nocently, "1t's only little after II.
I'm just trying to get Faith to go
to bed"
well, cut out that palaver in
there and get to bed" her father
grumbled. Were workin' folks
around here, and 1 for one have to
set my sleep"
Isn't he funny?" Cherry tiptoed
into the living room, where Bob
Hathaway had retreated, twirling
his hat between embarrassed hands.
He's really a darling, but he thinks
he has to show his authority. she
laughed indulgently. We'll just
shut the door and whisper, and he
won't know you're still here"
'I've really got to be going" Bob
Hathaway told her, avoiding her
jeyes.
"Oh, you're mad at mel" Cherry
cried in a low, stricken voice. "Just
because told Dad tiny little white
fib And Bob she said, her tiny
body wavering toward him, so close
that a copper curl brushed his coat,
II wasn't fibbing about the ginger
bread, when I said it was a Cherry
special. Honest, 1 wasn't! II
made up the recipe myself, and
used to bake it every Saturday, be-
fore [ had to go to work"-her
voice trembled ever so slighly-"and
now Faith, who stays at horne, you
know, makes it sometimes. But the
/
special gingerbread. Please don't
be thinking bad old thoughts about
poor little Cherry, Bob. I'm not per.
! feet"
Il think you are!" the man said
in low, thick voice. Then, surren-
dering completely to the vivid beauty
of her, his arms went around the
tiny body in a crushil g embrace.
Cherry raised her face, stood on tip
tie, to meet his first kiss.
Her cheeks were rose-hushed, her.
eyes like yellow diamonds, when
Cherry re-entered the dining room.
Faith knew, at the first quick
glance into that TREMENDOUSLY smil-
ing, lovely face, but she could not
spare herself the torture Of asking:
lie kissed you, didn't he?"
Didn't her though" Cherry laid
a flushed cheek against her clasped
hands and laughed a low, rich gurgle
of happiness. ooh, Boy! Some sheik!
And who would have thought it? He
looks so quiet and steady"
Did he ask you to marry him?"
Faiths voice shook in spite of her
effort at self-control
Goodness, Faith. you sound like
Aunt. Hattie! Give the poor darling
time. This isn't eighteen-umpteen!
It's nineteen twenty-six! Gosh l
don't feel like I'd ever go to sleep!
Thrills, thrills. thrills! Lord, I'm glad
I'm young and little and beautiful!
Aren't l beautiful, Faith?' She
stretched her tiny, rounded white
arms above her head, executed two
or three dance steps. then flung her
self upon Faiths lap. y
II want to talk to you-seriously, :"
Faith picked up her small sister as
! if she had been a child and set her
upon the floor. Go on and get
ready for bed. I'll be in when 1 fin
ish this seam"
But the seam took longer than
any other seam Faith had ever sewed
for the tears, tosbe denied no longer
gathered in her great, tired brown
eyes and overlooked binding her.
Every nerve in her body was culver
in6 at the thought of Bob Hatha.
ways lips upon Cherry's. At last
she folded up her work. dabbled at
her eyes with her handkerchief. and
walked slowly and SOFTLY, so as not
to awaken her parents, to Cherry's
room.
Cherry, in a pale pink nightgown
was brushing her curls before the
mirror Of her dresser, her lips ,curled
in fond smile as she studied her
reflection
quit admiring yourself like that
Faiths strong hands crossed upon the
pearly little shoulders and shook
them Il hate you when 1 see you
doing that! Oh, Cherry, life isn't
fair-you aren't fair. You take and
take and take, and never give any.
thing but a few insincere, sweet
words, that make us all your slaves!
God gave you everything in the way
of beauty, and instead of being con-
tent you take everything else you
can lay your hands on. It isn't fair.
Cherry"
"Such|is life" Cherry impudently
quoted her father. ITO him that
hath, you know. Don't be an old
CROTCH, Faith. Aunt Hattie has
terrible influence over you"
Cherry, and Faith dropped from
the general to the particular with
a helpless gesture of resignation
ARE you in love with Bob Hatha.
way?"
Crazy about himy' Cherry an
swered fiippantly, dipping her fin
gers into a jar of cold cream.
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