Brownsville herald. [volume] (Brownsville, Tex.) 1910-current, 1928-11-17
VII


With a heavy heart and the
springy quality gone from her
usual light step, Byrd dressed. In
dia. it seemed. was looming more
and more ominously on her hori-
zon.
Larry's interest in her basflel
Byrd. for when she and Larry were
alone, he seemed completely in love
with Byrd. But when India was
around, she was always able to dis
tract him. A beautiful yampl
thought Byrd. Men were 50 much
more susceptible TO emotion than
women, and a little flattery, reg
ularly applied, could wear away the
most loyal bonds Of matrimony.
India had a peculiar power owe
men, and even Chef, so l~evel-headed
IN other matters. seemed all the
more enamored. the worse she abus-
cd him. Byrd remembered that re-
Gently Chef had not been dangling
50 continually TO her heels.
The golden afternoon light fell
through the lemon-colored gauZe
curtains, like strained honey, and
touched the gold Of Byrd's hair
with tiny points Of fire. In the
changeable taffeta evening dress
that cleaned with blues and rose and
orchids, she looked like the flame at
the heart Of an opal.
She laid cut all Of Larry's clothes
on the bed. with loving ard anxious
fingers, the shirt with the studs
put in. clean underwear and tie,
nicely pressed. She had just finish
ed when they arrived.
Larry walked directly past her
without his usual evening kiss.
Hello, darling said India, en-
bracing Byrd effusively. wasn't
Larry a peach 10 bring me along?'
Tonight India was the Spanish
type. with a gorgeous shawl wrap
ped tightly around her shapely
form. She whirled gayly about the
room.
shake UP a cocktail while I'm
dressing. will you, Byrd? Get out
some OF those cheese sticks 70
serve with them" called Larry.
Byrd went meekly into the kit
chen. put a coverall apron over her
evening gown. and squeezed out
ranges and lemons. While Byrd
was shaking the mixture. according
TO Larry's directions, the top sud-
denly sprang a leak. and a white
stream rivuleted down her apron,
through to her dress.
"Ge gosh. said Larry. Grossly.
You're n sight. Don't YOU know
yet how to handle a cocktail shak-
err"
Homemade gin never leaves a
spot except water laughed India.
Anyway. from what | know Of
opening nights. that spot will be
completely covered by 4 million 9th
ers before the nights over
They turned on the radio. and IN
dia sang and danced along with the
"Revelers."
N. She knew every popular song on
the market. and could dance an i'm
proraptu step with each song. She
had spark ard rattle and bang.
thought Byrd. who stood helplessly
by as a spectator.
They were to meet the rest az the
crowd at Fred's house. Fred and
Tiny were very proud Of their
home. The house had started out
TO be beautiful. but had changed
hands so many times that each ar
chitect had left one wing swearing
at the others.
Fred called IL the "Anheuser Bush
style of architecture. But it gave
them plenty Of space for all the fur
niture they were continually buvinc
for it. and an ample wine cellar.
There had been a report around
that Fred had not paid a cent for
il. for he had been influential in
keeping its owner from serving a
.penitertiary sentence for bootleg
ginr.
"Marigold Gardens" was manv
miles out along the lake front.
Jack claimed Byrd. Fred took
Marcy. leaving Tiny end India for
Larry.
Larry can't have everything his
wi way all the time Jack said.
launching. rs thev started.
The Gardens" was A ~remndeled
~roadhouse. which had started its
downward path as n farmhouse.
Broad wings and navilions for dane
inE had been added from time 20