The Indianapolis times. [volume] (Indianapolis [Ind.]) 1922-1965, 1926-10-19

Tess IN stockton. She had been only
half alive until she met Franklin
Crane. But to be any tiny part If
him was sheer physical satisfaction.
She could be sweet all the rest of her
life, never anything but kind even to
BERTHE. Her thought bounced away
from him like a rubber ball. Max.
inc lay asleep, one heavy blonde
braid outside the covers. Sonia
watched her curiously. Did she love
Mac like that? She remembered
Maxine's words of the previous Sun
day:
"A girl is fool to care about any
man."
But that was because she was
feeling low" decided Sonia. I'm not
the weak kind. who is afraid to love
I'll take nay chances. Why should
hold back and protest girlish reluc
lance? Sink or swim-in this as in
everything else. 1 love him and I'm
not afraid"
| you look like it was Christmas o.
something" reminded Maxine, open.
ing one eye.
Perhaps it is, dear. Perhaps it
lis"
But she guarded her secret jeal-
ously Time enough to tell Maxine. II
Sonia did not expect Franklin to
be at the office when she arrived.
But she longed for the moment when
he would come. She knew her green
eyes were wise and sweet that morn.
ing as they had never been before.
She sat straight and proud in her
plain dark dress. But she was shiv.
ering with expectation.
AT noon he had not come.
"A customer outside" thought
Sonia, the glory of her morning
dimmed a little.
She went to lunch with Maxine.
listening vaguely to a monologue on
where she had been the night before.
what the other women had worn.
how Mac had said she "had them all
skinned when it came TO looks.
Eyes, hair, figure. n everything.
i. =. Say, Sonia, do you hear what
I'm saying?"
II do! Hair, figure n every.
thing"
well, don't look q, so far away
when I'm chatting about my boy
friend. III think you're in love with
somebody"
Sonia laughed~in sheer delight at
an excuse for the laughter that was
surging through every vein.
who's in love? Not Guess
again.
But herlips were curving in &c
stacy at the memory of his excited
eyes, his mouth against hers. sweet
intoxicating. She walked SUIT.
ter ST. to the music of an unseen
choir, sublime, stately. transcendent.
But when she returned to the office
he had not come. Down slipped an.
other tiny cloud of glory. His desk
remained closed all day. and al.
though she fingered after 5 o'clock.
she had no glimpses of him.
That night, lying~cold and lonely.
beside Maxine, she wondered if his
mother were i'll, he could not tele.
phone.
Next day she waited with a lump
In her breast that felt like her petri
fed heart. He must come. Any mo.
nent she would look up to hear his
teasing, Ibid you miss me yester.
day?1 by five o'clock she had a split
ting headache.
Il think I'll fix me something to
eat AT home" she said to Maxine as
they were putting on their hats.
whats the idea?" stepping to.
night"
"Nov
"Well, come on with me. I'm
going to meet Mac at eight o'clock
and go to a movie. You might as
well come along"
Too dreary to refuse, Sonia fol
lowed. She sat In the darkness on
Macs otter side, conscious that he
was holding MaMnes hand. The
thought Of the dignified Mae being
sentimental failed to amuse her.
Tears came to her eyes. Every other
girl in the theater seemed to have
someone, some protective male
Islumpjng in the seat beside her. And
she had no one
Am I getting sorry for myself"
she asked scornfully. "I never