The Indianapolis times. [volume] (Indianapolis [Ind.]) 1922-1965, 1928-05-08
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like devotion whenever she was near
him. He had told her that he loved
her, and Sally, terribly anxious to
please her mother and to secure
Enid Bars safety from scandal
had been ready to listen to his pro-
posaI of marriage. Since David was
lost to her, it did not much matter
whom she married.
But if he asks me to marry him.
Mother, I'll have to tell him the
truth about my BIRTH" Sally had
told Enid
Now, with her wistful eyes appar-
emily watching the agile dancer,
she remembered Ends Mortified
protest. you can't tell him, Sally!
He wouldn't marry you if he knew
His parents wouldn't let him. Prom
Use me you won't tell, darling!"
And SO Sally had not told him,
but when he did ask her to marry
him, she refused him. His as yet
unannounced engagement to Claire
cambridge had followed swiftly, but
his eyes were still pathethically true
to Sally.
She shifted her position a trife
so that she could observe Arthur
Van Horne out of the corner of
her eye. Not that she wanted to
see him! She had been forced to
see so much of him since the night
Of her debut party that the very
sound of his hooking, drawing
voice, was obnoxious to her. She
would never forget her mothers
terror, her abject pleading and
tears.
Don't antagonize him, darling!"
Enid had begged. HE can ruin us,
ruin us! Be nice to him, Sally!
Tiff he was in love with you dur
ing those awful carnival days, may
be" She had hesitated, ashamed
to put her hope into words. ivan
is really a rather wonderful man,
you know, darling. One of the most
eligible bachelors in New York So
citay. Old family, no mother or
father to dictate to him, tremend-
GUS fortune. Of course, he's cynical
and blase, and rather more expert
enced than I'd like, but-just be
nice to him, darling Maybe"
That shamefaced maybe Of
Ends had kept thrusting itself
upon SaIy's rebellious attention
ever since. Enid, more frightened
Of Vans power over her than she
would admit, even to Sally, threw
the two together on every possible
occasion. After Grant Proctor had
retreated from the field, smarting
under his refusal by Sally, Enid had
almost feVerishly concentrated on
Van Horne. Sally had stubbornly
insisted to her mother that she
would not marry any man to whom
she could not tell the truth about
her illegitimacy, and Enid had just
as stubbornly refused to consider
the possibility of Sally's telling.
IF Van really knows" she had
told Sally in desperation, that is
one too many. You could not pos
sibly harm any man by marrying
him without telling. You're our
daughter now-the legally adopted
daughter of Mr.. and Mrs. Courtney
Barr. That is all that matters"
What matters to me-" Sally had
insisted YEARLY, sis that no man
that you would like for me to marry
would have me if he knew. I can't
cheat. OF course I don't have to
marry"
"Of course not" Enid had agreed
with assumed gayety. But since
Van does know-of course, since he
already knows, If you married him
it would be as much to his interest
to forget it and protect me-us-as
it is ours. But want you to be
happy, darling"
Sally, her little round chin sup
ported on her laced fingers, her eyes
brooding upon the dancer whom
she did not see, reflected with an
unchildllke bitterness that there
was no question now of her being
happy. Happiness lay behind her;
she had almost grasped it, had been
mathematical" to the man she
loved. DavidI His name flashed
through her heart like the thrust OF
a red-hot lancet.
Dance, Sally? Or do you prefer
to go on dreaming?" Van Horne's
low, teasing voice interrupted her
bitter reverie.