The Indianapolis times. [volume] (Indianapolis [Ind.]) 1922-1965, 1926-03-22

II got it."
"You didn't open the cellar?
Surely you didn't"
Ida smiled. ut won't be missed.
I went down for the wine last night.
This was mixed with some empty
bottles on the floor. 1 took it," She
shook her head emphatically.
you've a right to it! AS much
right as he has. And there won't
be a trace of smoke or anything
when he gets back Monday morn
ing. You enjoy yourself for once"
Did he say he would be there till
Monday. Ida?"
IF any one phoned he told me to
say that"
Sandy put the bottle slowly in the
chest, a queer feeling that she was
yellow made her a little sick.
why do l care when he comes?"
she asked herself. what more can
he do to me? The sooner this ends,
the better! Make him end it!'
And she had a picture of herself
him, drinking his wines, squander-
ing his money, running up the bills,
carrying on reckless flirtations, max
ing life SO hot for him he would
gladly free her.
II should have done it long ago."
She went to the table, began to talk
wildly, a steely glitter in her mind.
Just think Of it," Edna Stacy was
saying, referring to a birthday party
her little cousin, Henrietta Chapman,
had attended "she went out cold.
And the kids not 16. They were
all plotted. And they're all infants
They calmly drove up to Mamma
Chapman's and deposited her daugh-
ter on the davenport in the living
room. They thought it was real
kind in them to land her there and
were highly indignant because her
mother got excited. What did She
mean holding them there for a lee
ture! They said-now this is the
truth. they said: Excuse us. John
ny expects us at his house for hot
dogs It was 2:3O a. m. then.
'Well-ten years from now when
my youngster is IL he'll be carrying
a hip flask and demanding a closed
in petting car"
You're hopeful, At the present
rate, your kid will be married and
begetting problems Of his own at the
age of 12."
What I'd like to know" said
Alice, her eyes glinting; how do
they get away with it?''
May Arliss rested her blonde. boy
ish head on her clasped hands: "Do
you mean by that, Alice, how do
they get away with the booze and
keep their morals? Simple They
don't. They get away with both.
For speedy travellers carry no bag
gage, mental or moral"
Alice drew a not, labored breath
She felt sharp as a blade because
of her excitement. She imagined
herself a tremendous personality 49,
bold. scarlet, one whose passions
made Sarah Bernhardt seem an
icicle. All Alice lacked was the
courage Of her terrific ardors. She
talked like libertine and lived like
a nun.
She now shifted: "All l can say
is that 1 was born too soon about
fifteen years too soon. I'd like to
be II in this day and age."
Sandy laughed: Fifteen years
ago girls lost their virtue Today,
by the same procedure, they merely
| discover their souls" She thought
hurningly: What would they say if
l were to tell them live what they
talk? That a man charming fell
low, comes once every week to visit
me-that | drive about the hills at
midnight-that I think of throwing
everything to the winds
She clinched the table, hearing the
phone ring. Ida beclloned. Some
one for you" she whispered.
Sandy cupped her hands about the
mouthpiece, shaking when she heard
Ranons voice.
"You said you couldn't make it.
Why did you phone?"
mo one there? Aren't you hav-
ing your party? Come out after
wards-just for a breath-half an
hour
Never phone again
"Will you come.
ut will be to late.
L don't care. Just for a moment.
I'll wait"
She opened the door, taking a
whiff of the clean, cold air. The
room was filled with smoke-blue
whit 1t.
AS she returned to the dining
room Ida brought in silver tray.
On this were the cordial glasses
filled with the dark syrup, a lit
tie twirl of whipped cream topping
them.
eye gods, doing it up brown" said