The Indianapolis times. [volume] (Indianapolis [Ind.]) 1922-1965, 1927-08-08

Il know, you poor dear!" Mrs.
Bannister Sympathized. 1--WE all
feel dreadfully sorry for you-but
there, I'm disobeying you already!
I think it's perfectly marvellous that
you are here, and that John and I
should have been the first to see
you.
"It was merely an accident, our
being on the same train. We've
been up here for ten days-we drove
up in the car, you know-but on
Friday 1 had wire from my
mother, asking me to come at once.
"As usual, the poor thing thought
she was dying because she'd had
an attack of indigestion. We found
mother was nearly we'll again, and
left New York Saturday night.
You're going to love Minnetonka.
Is it your first visit?"
MY very first" Vee-Vee smiled,
but her eyes were gazing out over
the lake to where Nan Fosdick and
Schuyler Smythe were swimming
side by side, the race over. 81
wonder which won?"
"Oh, Miss Fosdick, of course"
Mrs. Bannister shrugged. my
dear, she's an absolute shark at all
kinds of sports. Personally, I think
she makes mistake to allow her.
self to beat Mr.. Smythe at every
thiug-golf, tennis. swimming,
diving, rowing. Men like to feel
superior to women, bless their con-
ceited hearts!"
mfr. Smythe does not seem to re-
sent her superiority-in sports"
Vee-Vee could not help reminding
her. Perhaps he likes athletic
women" she added.
mo man falls in love with a
woman because she Is clever at
sports" Mrs. Bannister retorted.
But whom am I to tell you what
men like! The nerve of me! Nan
Fosdick is rather pathetic, Miss Cam
eron. You haven't met her mother
yet, have you? You will!
"She's terrible sort of person
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they come. A big, mannish woman,
who has but one purpose in life
to marry her daughter to a society
man.
"She makes the rounds of society
resorts season in and season out,
Juggling that great, homely girl
around with her and trying to forcs
her down the throat Of some scion
of an old family that is furnished
and could do with little gold plat
ing.
1--WE run into them before, and
this is the first time the poor girl
has really had any luck-if it is
luck" she added significantly
But before Vee-Vee could ques-
ton her there came a musical hall
loo across the water and she looked
up to see Schuyler Smythe waving
at her, as he swan rapidly toward
her, alone.
Nan Fosdick had evidently joined
one of the shouting groups of SWIM
mers, who were having their fun in
the sort of horseplay that is in
evitable when youngsters get into
bathing suits.
Come on in! No fair not wet
ting your bathing suit" Schuyler
shouted to her as he drew himself
nimbly upon the float. He stood
over her, dripping, his dark face
glowing with laughter and the Joy
of well-being.
When he stopped she gave him
her hands, sprang to her feet, stood
beside him, felt strong, trium-
plant surge of gladness through her
entire body.
In that sweetly intimate mo-
ment, while he still held her hands
and before he dragged her off the
float with him, to christen her
bathing suit, as he. told her, she
looked at him swiftly and found
him breath takingly perfect.
There was no boredom in the
soft, glowing brown depths of his.
eyes now. His body was lean, but
not thin, broad at the shoulders,
fiat and narrow at the waist and
hips.
His thighs and legs, exposed by
his very brief black jersey bathing
suit, were very white, almost as
slim and straight as her own.
She turned her eyes sharply
away. 81 mustn't let him know
that I think he is beautiful" she
warned herself. But, oh, he is, he
is beautiful Like a Greek god!"
She felt his strong, slim brown
hands on her again, felt her fin
gers culver in response, as he
dragged her into the cold water with
him.,
st wish you didn't know how to
swim," he told her, in a low voice
that vibrated along her nerves.
Then I'd have the infinite JOY of
teaching you"
IT can't swim-very WELL" she
smiled at him, clinging to the rope
that was stretched from float to
float for the use of inexperienced
swimmers.
"Then, giving her own words the
lie, she laid her long, slim white
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