The Indianapolis times. [volume] (Indianapolis [Ind.]) 1922-1965, 1927-01-08
BY Vida Hurst

Her mind went back over the
events Of the past week. The CON
terence in Don's office, Elaine's re-
fusal of her dinner invitation, the
luncheon engagement, the unfortun-
ate telephone call.
Could she have been mistaken
about Elaine's GOODNESS? About Don's
depression? After all the shopping
expedition did not offer a complete
solution to all that bothered her.
Elaine had refused to come to din
ner and lied about the reason for
her refusal. Sonia's mother had con-
firmed her unvoiced suspicion about
Don. Yet Robert Wallace had in
sisted that he had the constitution
of an OK" That there was no physi-
cal basis for his restlessness.
Chin in hand Sonia pondered the
situation, coming no nearer solving
it. The mystery of the telephone
conversation was explained. Don had
gone to Elaine's for the box. After
Sonia's unexpected appearance at
the restaurant, they had been forced
to give up the shopping trip and
Elaine had probably returned alone.
But Don's moodiness-his lapse
into unhappy silence-were as in
comprehensive as before.
II simply can't go on worrying
about it," she decided. IT am prob
ably taking the whole thing too
seriously. If Don will forgive me,
I'm going to keep cool no matter
whot happens"
She would light the fire, after all.
Would try to make some portion of
their anniversary Worth remember
ing. Don did not cherish grudges.
Even If he were hurt, he would not
be churlish about 1t. 1t was, she
told herself, sadly. all she could do.
So she turned out the lights and
taking a cushion from the daven-
port. sat on the floor. staring into
the leaping flames seeing pictures.
Memories which burned.
Wild nights in front of Maxine's
fireplace, clasped in Franklin's arms.
The mad ride into Geauga county,
when Maxine had been killed. The
lie she-had told at the inquest of
Walter Henderson, to shield the man
she thought was innocent. And
other times. a.. In Franklin's
shack. In her miserable room on
Fillmore Avenue. The day she had
realized to the full what she had
/. done, and Don had saved her not
only from death but from disgrace.
The thought of Franklin brought no
thrill now. Every remembrance Of
him was torture. save that one Sun
day when they had gone for a pic
mic at Willougheach. Strangely
enough she liked to think of that
day and of how innocently gay they
had been.
She was lost in reverie When Don
returned.
He said. matter-of.factly. "stn
up7"
"sit down. Don. Here is the big
chair"
She dragged her cushion to his
feet and put her arms about his
knees.
please don't be angry with me"
I'm not angry, Sonia"
But, darling, you're hurt. I
think I'd rather you would be
furious Oh, Don, know /
was unfair. Unfair to both of YOU.
1 do trust you. Down in my heart
l do
His arms frightened about her wist-
full figure.
1T pretty well ruined our wed
ding celebration, didn't it?"
His long, kind, arms lifted her to
his lap. n
Lets forget It. shall we?"
Can your,
''Of course. can. No marriage,
however perfect, is completely free
from Misunderstanding Did you like
my present, Sonia?'
Its gorgeous. have never seen
n prettier one. Elaine has awfully
good taste"
But you would have liked it bet
ter If l had let you select it your
self?"
AS always where her love was
concerned, Sonia was temped to
prevaricate.
Just one little white one," she
pleaded with her conscience, muir
muring. mo. darling. I'd rather you
gave it to me as a surprise"
He gathered her close, whisper.