The Indianapolis times. [volume] (Indianapolis [Ind.]) 1922-1965, 1928-11-21

Ritz this afternoon? I have some
thing very important to say to hel
-. Thank you very much!"
Dorothy hung up the receiver
thoughtfully.
"That young man is going to be a
handful" she thought. She was
dressing to go out to keep lunch
con engagement herself, when Lila
dashed in.
II haven't minute to spare. Her
bert is probably waiting for me now
Well, what did Jack say?"
Dorothy repeated the message
with grin.
Lila clasped her forehead dra-
matically.
"At the Ritz! How can I, when
every one know will be there? And
this afternoon! I'll never be able
to shake Herbert, after yesterday
episode"
Dorothy shrugged.
What could I do? He didn't
give me an alternative. Simply
told me to transmit the message"
Lila sank into a chair, despair
ingly.
A ND May Varney called me UP
4 n this morning, too, and gave
me the dickens. She's been having
an awful time with her husband, on
account of that stupid story she told
about a French chauffeur. She said
she washed her hands of me COM
pletely, and, if 1 was carrying on an
affair, I'd have to do it without her
help"
She sprang up, glanced at her
watch, and gave an exclamation.
Il must fly. You've been an
angel, Dot. I'll have to manage
somehow this afternoon"
She kissed Dorothy hastily and
hurried away. Dorothy went out
shortly afterward to keep her lunch
con engagement. She thought the
man who piled her with lobster
mayonnaise, cold outlets, and out
of-season asparagus was stupid be-
yond words.
1t occurred to her, for the first
time, that his voice was rasping and
unpleasant. She began to reflect on
the fact that there are so few
pleasant masculine voices, and she
mad to ask her host to repeat the
question he had just put to her.
1t was rather embarrassing. since
it turned out that he had been ask
ing her to marry him.
Meanwhile, Lila was winning her
way back to favor with her husband.
She had never been so sweet, so at
tentive, so obviously adoring.
He forgot all about the times
when he had been cross with her.
She was so pretty, so faultlessly
dressed, the cynosure of so many
admiring eyes. He was a proud hus-
band.
And Lila was thinking: ooh, if
only there wasn't Jackl If only I
could be happy with Herbertl love
him sol"
The ordeal of the afternoon
haunted her and spoiled her pleas
ure. 1t was downright dangerous
to have tea with Jack Farquahar at
the Ritz.
Any one of score of friends
might drop in and some one would
be sure to greet her as Mrs. Ware.
Lila shuddered at the thought.
What are you doing this after
noon, darling?" asked Herbert
fondly, as they left the restaurant.
II thought Of doing bit of shop
ping" murmured Lila.
That would take her in the neigh
borhood of the Ritz and she could
dash in and persuade Jack Far
quahar to have tea at some less
popular restaurant.
n F."
UERBERT agreed and himself
l. 4 drove her uptown. Lila wan
dered among the shops, made a few
purchases and, punctual to the min
ute, arrived at the hotel.
Farquahar was waiting in the
lobby. He was unsmiling.
Lila held out her hand, looking
prettily apologize.
I'm so sorry about luncheon
jack" she began, but he said
grinly:
1T want word with you"
Lila nodded brightly, Lets &c