The Indianapolis times. [volume] (Indianapolis [Ind.]) 1922-1965, 1927-06-29
CHAPTER Xiv

Inere were many SuQQen eX-
carnations when the visitors were
shown into the stereotyping room.
Whats that?" queried Lola, awed,
pointing to huge vat of simmer
ing metal.
That's tn composition we use in
casting these moulds," explained
Don, motioping toward a row of
hardened cylindrical plates.
why, it's positively fascinating!"
Lola enthused as Don continued his
discourse on "mats" made from the
impression of complete page of
printing and headlines.
"And you wrap this-what did you
call it, Don?" lingering gingerly a
large sheet of something looking like
cardboard.
"Mat-that's a mat" elucidated
the patient don. THAT liquid metal
is poured over it in the casting box"
Don't omit tn press-room,"
Diana reminded him. Everyone
raves about the wonderful presses
of big city newspaper. And here
am I, a newspaper publishers
daughter, and have never yet seen
a press in operation. Really, ought
to be ashamed"
Although the presses at that hour
were still, the big room was not de-
serted as the company entered. A
few workmen were moving about,
adjusting and oiling the myriad of
cogs and gears in the complicated
machinery. They gazed curiously at
the visitors, exchanging references
in undertones.
Lola elevated her nose, Supercili-
ously and took special pains to ig-
more their presence. Teddy &C
knowledged them with a comradely
smile and a Hello, boys" as did
Diana.
The grimy faces of the men took
on broad grins in response to these
greetings.
do you know, I'm almost inspired
to take up newspaper work." re-
marked Diana when they were all
back in the editorial room.
1--WE had inspirations like that
myself" threw in Lola, a satirical
curl of her upper lip defining her
meaning.
"Well, why don't you-both Of
you?" inquired Don, taking Lola as
well as Diana seriously.
Because I'm a rich mans
daughter. suppose that's tn rea-
I4x,sf pnunrN,f rnnlin6
Diana rather dispiritedly.
"And I'm a rich mans niece"
supplemented Lola calmly.
Diana looked at her cousin and
pondered. That very lovely young
lady certainly did take a lot for
granted. A rich mans niece! Yes,
Lola was that, but the girls self
satisfied complacency really was
amazing. Well, she had always been
that way, reflected Diana, ever since
coming to live at the home OF the
Brooks. She seemed to feel that
she had right to expect the good
things of life without any effort on
her part. Apparently what Roger
Brooks had lavished on his niece be-
cause he was humane and kind Lola
did not consider as anything except
what was to be expected. She took
her luxury and her easy existence as
a matter of course, seemingly, with
the idea that she was just entitled
to the best the gods had to give.
Somebody really ought to wise
Lola up to herself" thought Diana
"She's altogether too selfish"
That island affair, for instance.
Lola hadn't been a bit generous
had refused at first even to credit
the truth of Diana's story. She had
made distressing insinuations.
st didn't question her nor doubt
her story when she remained all
night with Don in a shack" rumi-
mated Diana, as she reviewed that
episode in quick detail.
The excursion through the plant
for Dinny had not ended as rosily
as it had begun. He felt there was
something in his suspicion that
Teddy was fonder of Don than
mere protege should be. The hon
est young reporter tortured himself
with blind RACES of jealousy. There
was only one thing to alleviate his