The Indianapolis times. [volume] (Indianapolis [Ind.]) 1922-1965, 1927-07-21
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witheringly. "And might add that
I should never dream Of asking ali
mony if my marriage prob
lematical as that event is-should
prove disastrous"
ooh, my lordl" Flora Cartwright
groaned, then laughed a throaty
delicious chuckle. do you talk to
your boss like that, darling? should
think the poor dear would try to ar
range to spend all his time playing
golf if you do"
81 certainly don't discuss alimony
and my matrimonial prospects with
my employer" Vera countered
sharply, but her mouth, which fire.
quently annoyed her by being child
ish and soft and unless she held 1t in
very firmly, trembled betrayingly.
II was referring, Vee-vee, to the
tones of your voice, the exalted
character of your rhetoric, and not
to the subject matter of your dis
course, I assure you-oh, good grief,
I'm talking like you! Vee-Vee, If you
don't reform, you're going to ruin
me! I'm such an initiative mon
key. Do you know what I said to
Peter barrow last night, the poor
darling?"
II haven't an idea," Vera said, set
ting her tea cup down with clat-
ter. "But do think you ought to
be ashamed of yourself for getting
that infant into such a state about
you that he hangs around here every
night in the week"
"You exaggerate, dearest" Flora
Cartwright grinned at her, her deli
cate little hand patting the deep,
flat marcel wave in her tinted
blond hair. "He isn't here every
night. Husband number two insists
on two evenings week. If he hadn't
been such an awfully poor sport
about alimony I'd marry him again.
But let me tell you what I said to
Peter, the poor dear"
There's the postman's ring" Vera
interrupted, rising hastily from the
table. I'll bring you your mail, but
I'll have to run then, cor I'll be late
at the office"
When Vera returned with the mail
she carried her black felt hat and
her dull-kid black leather handbag
and well-filled brief case in her
hands.
Did my alimony check conner"
Flora demasded eagerly. ooh, thank
the god of widows and orphans!
Toss those bills to the sideboard,
darling. don't want to spoil my
hour of gloating by the sight of
them. Nicky isn't such bad old
scout, is he? I wonder if he's happy
with that new wife of his? She's a
red-head, I hear. Poor Nicky!" she
sighed affectionately, as her pretty
fingers tore at the long legal envel-
ope. tits dated April &c." she COM
! mented as she scanned the check.
April %! That's an anniversary of
mine, I'm almost positive! Let's see
did marry Nicky on April 20 or
was 1t Leon? When a woman has
been married four times-oh, must
you go, darling? Will you be home
for dinner?"
why do you ask?" Vera de-
manded bitterly. "Of course shall
be home for dinner unless I eat at
the Automat alone! But if you're
going out"
Peter wants me to dine with him
go to theater, then to a night
club" her aunt admitted, signing a
little from last nights WEAKNESS,
but there was a tender smile on her
lips-lips that her niece had never
seen without rouge. Bring home
one OF the young men from the Of
flee and go out with us, darling. 1t
would do you good"
I'm afraid my employers wouldn't
agree with you that it does a secre-
tray good to dance till all hours of
the night" Vera retorted, but her
aunt understood the blush that
swept over Vera's smooth, freckled
cheeks to which rouge was a
stranger. If Vera could conceivably
SO far forget herself as to ask one
OF her fellow workers to spend an
evening with her, he would almost
certainly refuse the invitation.
Besides" Vera added, IT have
every hope of stepping into a promo
ton today. Gladys Holmes, who has
been secretary to Mr.. Garfield, the
president, for more than a year, left
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