The Indianapolis times. [volume] (Indianapolis [Ind.]) 1922-1965, 1926-11-08

the two letters which Cherry had
brought her.
II don't understand" she whis-
pered. mot Bob! Bob couldn't do
a thing like that"
Cherry planted her tense, angry
little body so close to Faith that she
could feel the younger girls hot
breath on her face. "Well, it didn't
take you half a second to see what 1
saw.' Cherry famed at her. THE
sneaking blackmailer! Look at those
letters! Look at the one addressed
to Dad, with his return address in
the upper lefthand corner! Then
look at this one addressed to me!
You saw it instantly! You admit
1t. It's the Identical envelope, ex-
actly the same blocking Of the adj
dress-all stenographers vary a lit
tie bit in their ways of arranging adj
dresses, if it's no more than a space
or two. Compare these letters! The
stenographer who wrote both-and
believe me, they were typed by the
same person-has her tabulator set
for addressing envelopes. There's
exactly the same white space from
the edge of the envelope to the be-
ginning Of the address, top and side
And the same typewriter was used.
That l. on both-the top is worn half
off and is tinged with red, and the
top of the NJ on Myrtle st. is tinged
or he, if Bob is a stenographer and
typed these letters himself-uses a
two color ribbon-top half Of it red,
for tipping figures. An architest
would undoubtedly use a red and
black ribbon. because half of his die
tating would be figures. You can
see all that, can't your"
IT saw that the two envelopes
were identical, except for the return
address on Dads" Faith admitted
slowly, her eyes black with pain.
'Of course 7 didn't know just how
I was convinced of it, at a glance
but everything you point out is true
Oh, God" she moaned, passing a
hand dazedly over her eyes. But
1 won't believe it's Bob"
He knew all about Albert Ettle
son, didn't hep" Cherry demanded
fiercely. And he saw me in Chris
Wiley's arms at George Pruitt's
party that night. Didn't he come
running to you for sympathy. Didn't
he?" She was shaking an angry
finger in Faiths pale, drawn face.
Eyes" Faith groaned. Eyes, he
did. I told you. Don't lose control
of yourself like that, Cherry. How
many of these Matchmaking letters
have you received?"
This is the fourth" Cherry be
gan to pace up and down the room
her high French heels beating al
angry staccato on the painted. un
carpeted floor. "All exactly alike OF
the outside-two of them mailed, on,
Of them delivered by Western Unior
messenger and one lying on the foo
beside my bed when 1 woke up OF
Thursday morning."
"Why didn't you tell me-shov
them to me?"
II was sick of worrying you will
my troubles" Cherry's angry voic,
softened little. "And-and I brolk,
my promise to show that first on,
to Ralph. But I'll show him all o.
them, and tell him what his preciou:
nephew Is doing to me! Bob Hatha
ways going to pay for this, Faith
1 don't care IL you are In love will
him.
Don't do that yet, Cherry" Faitl
begged piteOusly. IT know there.
some explanation. Bob couldn't hav,
done it'd stake my life on that.
You make me tired?' Cherry
whirled to face her sister, her gold
en- eyes wide and hot with anger
Crazy about a man that just hand.
you out a crumb Of petting now anC
then! If he's in love with you, WHY
doesn't he say so? Why hasn't he
been near you since-since that
Saturday night? He hasn't even
called you up. I bet!'
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for staying away from this house. u
Faith spoke with a sorry attempt at
q spirited rejoinder, but Cherry's
words had touched the sorest spot
in her heart. THAT Saturday night
wasn't very pleasant for him. after
that scene you made at the Marlboro
Country Club. And you must re.
member that I took your part-as |
always do-when he was telling me
how you tried to rope him in. Have
you read this letter." she asked sud
denly, turning the envelope addressed
to Cherry between her cold fingers.
NO" Cherry snatched the envel.
ope from Faiths hand and ripped it
open: Just like the others, except
that it's shorter. There's only one
line, but-Id rather not read It to
you, Faith" Her cheeks were fam.
ing, and her eyes dropped suddenly
Its a rotten lie, anyway
Then it can't really hurt you
Faith soother her, but her heart was
heavy with misery and doubt.
well, they can't scare mew Cher
ry mashed the letter down into the
pocket of her suit and flung up her
bright, curly head defiantly. There's
only a month between now and the
wedding, and I'm going through
with it.
"Why, they'd think they'd forced
me out, If backed<but now! Well
I'm in too deep to give up for any
reason in the world! Isn't Madame
Denise a wonder, Faith? I can't be.
lieve all these gorgeous clothes are
for me!'
Have France Warren and Selma
Pruitt decided on their dresses?'
Faith asked, glad of a chance to