The Indianapolis times. [volume] (Indianapolis [Ind.]) 1922-1965, 1926-11-13
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Il Story of Dangerous LoUe
Blu VIDA HURST

care when the time came. She has
been wild to go on Saturday.
Maxine was splash1ng cold water
on her white face. She still wore
the old blue bathrobe.
iii ask him, darling. Count on
little Maxine. Wen be there If
possible"
But Mac was uncertain. He kept
them all in suspense, although
Crane insisted that Sonia was COM
ing anyway. 1t was a restless, I'M
satisfactory week, full of under
currents. Sonia. was resolved not
to go without the other two, yet
felt her resolution weakening day by
day. Maxine was nervous and de-
pressed.
She was fed up" she repeated,
bitterly, with this affair of hers.
She'd been a fool to let Mac come
near her after she knew he was
married, and on and on, endlessly.
Sonia developed a faculty of, APP
pearing to listen intently, dropping
a sympathetic comment at discreet
intervals, but, all the time, deep in
her own thoughts.
She saw very little of Franklin.
His mother still dernaded a great
deal of his attention. He admitted,
reluctantly, that Genevieve Erick
son had been invited to dinner on
Wednesday, Sonia was sweet about
it, pretending not to care. But
she spent the evening alone in the
apartment, mending, with her lips
set In a grim line.
Friday morning, a dripping, dis
NAL morning, Mac telephoned that
he could go. Maxine fioated to
Sonias desk, with eyes like a child's
at Christmas time.
Mac can go!' she whispered.
AT the definite knowledge that she
would no longer have to fight her de-
sire to go without them, Sonia felt
| enervated and weak. She worked,
mechanically, eyes on her figures,
her mind doing somersaults from the
terms Of the contracts before her to
those hushed hidden moments in
Franklin's arms. The longing for him
was physical pain. Almost unen-
durable! Then she felt the hush of
the other girls in the department
and looked up to see her fathers
shabby, figure, standing beside ner.
She was compelled to rub her hand
across her eyes. He had been 81
far from her thoughts.
Whats the matter Sonia?"
Count, on him seeing that furtive,
bewildered motion. Sonia smiled.
why, I'm so surprised! What do
you mean sneaking in on me like
this?"
He chuckled like truant school
boy.
Il guess I surprised you, all right.
I've taken a day off,"
She was holding his hand, motto
ing more than ever his beaten apol-
ogetic manner. But the blue eyes
were beaming in his lined face.
1.-THE whole day" he repeated. do
you suppose you can get away?'
I'm afraid not, Daddy. Not for
so long, but I'll ask for extra time
at noon. l can't believe you'd take
that long trip just to stay one day."
I'D do more than that for a
glimpse of you"
She sent him away with a prom.
Use to meet him at noon. When she
found him outside the real estate of.
flee she suggested that they go to
little French restaurant far out on
Montgomery st.
"We'll walk through Chinatown"
she said, "and you can talk to me-"
He surprised her by answering.
with unusual f1r1nness, you're go
ing to do the talking this time,
Sonia"
But I've nothing to talk about
Life goes on just the same >"
Honey, he said, gravely, 1--WE
been worried about you ever since
you were home"
Now, Dad :"
Yes, Mother and I both. Some.
thing had happened You were
changed"
Tears welled up into his eyes.
1t almost kills us to think any,
thing is making you unhappy and
we can't help you"
Sonia swallowed a lump in her
throat.
Nonsense! know what's the
matter with you. Just because I
shed a few tears the day came
away! That was natural Any girl
might have done that"
She was talking, aimlessly. try.
ing to avoid his steady, sorrowful
gaze.
Some girls might, but not YOU.
Your old Dad knows you better than
that. can see there's some thing
still bothering you. You look tired
and nervous. :"
"Oh, Father! Please! Won't YOU
ever realize that I've grown up?"
Pain was stamped upon his fea.
lures.
Not me, Sonia. You'll never be
grown up to me. Do you know
what dreamed last night?"
They had reached the intersection
OF Grant Ave. and California ST.
Looking up, Sonia saw old St. Mary's
Church. There was an inscription
in the tower below the clock which
she had never noticed before. She
read 1t now, trembling at it's terrify-
ing significance.
MY son, observe the time and fly
from evil"
Why should she have seen it now?
At this particular moment, when
she needed every faculty to evade
her father.
In that second 1t was beaten into