The Indianapolis times. [volume] (Indianapolis [Ind.]) 1922-1965, 1928-09-21


"Sybils got sense enough not to
go to court with any such fimsy
evidence. Do you suppose there's
a judge who would believe Do
you suppose-after taking one look
at Sybil-any jury's going to be-
lieve deserted her-to go chasing
a little -breed2"
"'Well-I don't know" Jack was
blandly Indifferent. Anyhow I
guess drunkenness is grounds for
divorce in Massachusetts,. And with
Mabel and me to testify against
you, Sybil won't have much trouble
getting rid of you" IL
''But-good God, Moore-don't
you know I'm crazy about SybflI"
"Yeah?" Moore had an annoy
Ing drawl. 'Well, she amt crazy
about you"
Didn't she leave any message
for me, Jack?"
"Only that she never wanted to
see your face again"
ST don't believe It'll"
''Well, have it your own way.
But If you want to keep out of
trouble, here's tip. SYPHILIS got a
BROTHER big siX-footer, I under
stand, and something of boxer.
'I reckon he could clean you up
with his little finger, any time
you tried to make trouble for Sybil.
And if, by any chance, he got in
eapacitated, I'm no gilded lily
myself.
eff I were you, EustiS. I'd steer
clear of Boston for a while. It
would be about as convenient for
you to desert Sybil as anything I
can think Of at the moment. Nice
respectable divorce, don't you know.
No more dirt than necessary. Think
u over, old man."
''You-you-"R Richard was speech
less with anger and chagrin.
"No offense intended" Moore as
nlred him. Just a friendly tip
''Get out Of my room!"
certainly. Your room, as a
matter of fact, is about the last
place I'd choose to park. BY the
way, is that SYPHILIS trunk over
there? I'll send the porter up for
it. Good-by, Eustis. You might
tell Isabella, if you see her again,
that INthink Mrs. Eustis owes her
3 vote of thanks"
Outside the room, Moore squared
his shoulders and drew a deep
breath. Downstairs he scrubbed a
radiogram; Don't worry; Ais
And Mabel, when she received it,
smiled. 1.-THE darling fool" she
murmured. "He doesn't know
what he's talking about"
r. n
TOR weeks Sybil waited fear
Il fully for word from her hus-
rang she feared a message.
band. Every time the telephone
She watched for the postman as
she had watched once, years ago,
7hen every day brought a letter
from John Lawrence. Nervously
she sorted the mail, looking always
for the foreign stamp that would
mean Richard was still in Havana.
Jack Moore had written that he
understood Eustis had moved from
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the suburbs, where John Arnold
had taken a permanent residence.
Arnold had become friendly with
an American widow and had fl
nanced the opening Of an American
Tea and Gifte Shoppe, of which
they were to be co-partnerS.
Richard was probably in on 1t
too, wrote Moore. Living expenses
we're high in Havana, ard he had
reason to believe that Eustis had
already found himself in debt:
Away from the glamour of his
presence, Sybil put Richard calm
ly down as an adventurer and
philanderer.
ct don't care that for him!" she
would say, and snap her fingers
derisively in the lonely darkness
of her bedroom
But then, when sleep would not
come, she would put her hands
wildly to her head to still the
And, by and by, she would lie
maddening beat in her temples.
quietly on her back, with her arms
stretched along her fevered body.
20 Lowell Q fire! once he drew
With one long kiss my whole soul
My lips, aas sunlight drinketh dew"
II hate him! I hate him!" she
eobbed, and her heart was full of
loathing.