The Indianapolis times. [volume] (Indianapolis [Ind.]) 1922-1965, 1927-04-06

then. Do you like him lot, joyce"
II think he's fascinating, she
said slowly.
"FIe is" Deke agreed. but rather
monotonous, 1 should think, like too
much champagne"
ooh, 7 don't know Carriers been
really nice to me-"
He'd better be, Deke growled
half humorously. what do you
hear from your father?"
Poor Dads" Joyce signed. He
is still wandering from restaurant
to restaurant in New York. He's
had never a clew that | can learn
about but he is just as sure he
will find mother as he was on the
day he left. He honestly believes
that God is with him and guiding
his search
II can't help respecting that kind
of faith" said Deke, even though
l can't understand it. It's something
that our fathers and mothers didn't
give us, did they?"
Joyce shook her head. There was
pause.
I've had a queer feeling lately"
she told him, changing the subject.
Il don't know whether it's imagi-
nation or not, but several times
lately I've felt that 1 was being
watched by some one. Look!'
She went to the window. Down
below in the street on the opposite
curb an open car with the curtains
up was parked.
THAT doesn't belong to anyone
here on the street, and it always
stands out there when I'm at home,
or has been for the last five or six
days"
Deke took a long look at the car
"I'll know it again" he said. BE
careful, Joyce. Your nerves may be
playing you tricks, but it's well to
take no chances. Butch has never
been caught, you know"
Jim Hopkins at the Statler, the
detective you know, thinks that
Butch knows what happened to my
mother" Joyce told him, turning
back to the light.
Deke whistled. I'D never thought
of that" he said. by the good lord
Harry, JOY, he might be keeping
your mother hidden awayr"
They looked at each other. Then
Deke shrugged. 81 can't follow that
trail for asfew days" he said, "but
just as soon as l can get mother
and father off and settle down in
harness at the plant I'll get some
body | can trust busy on that idea"
His shoulder touched Joys. He
put his hands on her shoulders ana
turned her about in the light. Let
me get a look at you" he said.
Pretty as ever. A little thin, It
seems to me, and not nearly so many
roses as you had when 1 went away.
Oh, JOY, it's the damndest thing not
to be able to say come along, honey,
Wen run down to Bermuda out of
the cold" and have you put on your
hat and coat and come along"
I'm just glad to have you here"
said Joyce a little shyly.
He made a movement to pull her
close in his arms. The telephone
rang.
ooh, bother telephones. They're
the invention of the devil" he grum-
| bled, feeling that his moment had
passed.
Joyce went to answer. He could
not help hearing her words, nor
escape noticing the tremor in her
voice.
Yes this is Joyce"
mo not tonight, Carter. Deke is
here"
There was a long pause, then in
low tone. Yes, l understand. I'm
not sure-Ill call him"
She turned to Deke. ITS Carter
Deland. He wants to speak to you.
While Deke was talking to Carter
exchanging family and business
news Joys mind was in a tumult.
Then 1 don't have to keep to my
agreement any lorger." Carter had
said triumphantly." I can show you
life now and Deke will have to look
to his own concerns. Do you un-
derstand?" Then after her low as
sent, Are you glad, JOY, my