The Indianapolis times. [volume] (Indianapolis [Ind.]) 1922-1965, 1928-06-22

1NdUtldll4Cl SdlC, 1lAllSIllllS GIl6 1ldlGtQ
sentence for her. I'D like to talk
to you about that, and other things"
He heard a stif1ed cry and then
the connection was broken. He
swore as he hung up the receiver,
wondering what had made him tell
her that he knew.
He hadn't intended to. Small
chance she would come now, know
ing that he must be in possession of
her secret.
Nevertheless he waited in, and in
less than an hour the knocker
sounded at his door with a sum-.
mons that was certainly not de-
livered with timidity.
He sprang to answer it, though
hardly believing it could be Vir-
ginia. He was prepared for her to
come humbled by guilt.
There she stood. If she came like
a penitent sinner, it was penitence
she seemed to be proud Of.
well, what's all the shooting
about" she asked, with a wide
smile.
Nathaniel gulped and for mo-
ment the value of proof failed him.
He held the door open without
word and Virginia walked in, her
chin up, but not too high, and her
manner one of eager inquiry.
Nathaniel started to kiss her, but
Virginia pulled away from him.
"I want to know what's wrong
she said, not more than one pitch
higher than she should have raised
her voice to achieve the effect she
desired-an effect of judgment held
in allegiance.
Nathaniel dropped his arms and
Virginia saw his look Of welcome
fade.
"IIl tell you to begin with that
I think all the evidence is against
you" he said honestly.
Virginia looked at him squarely,
and little did he guess that her
heart held a prayer for his happi-
ness.
al suppose you mean-where I
was yesterday morning" she said
quietly. How did you find out?"
It was confession. She knew 1t.
Meant it so. Better to get it over
with qlickly. 1t would be useful
now, too
A means to further the thing she
had started at dinner Curing Ma
thaniel Of love. Love for her. She
wouldn't have used such a cruel
weapon as this from choice, but
now that it had been put in her
hands Nathaniel would hate
her. Well, think of him loving
Frederick Deans wife!
"It's true, then" Nathaniel said,
in such an accusing, hopelessly
heartbroken voice that Virginia re-
sisted throwing herself into his
arms only by an effort Of will that
she knew she never could make
again.
She walked away and sat down.
"Just what's true?" she came
back, no longer able to smile. Ma
thaniel didn't miss the smile, how
ever. He'd have been amazed If
anyone in her position had smiled.
"I guess you know-about young
Cutter!" he answered sharply.
Have you had letter from Mr..
Dean?" Virginia asked, leaning for
ward.
Nathaniel started slightly.
you have" Virginia went on
THE same kind he wrote to Mrs
Cutter, I suppose"
Nathaniel was puzzled. He had
not expected her to guess his
source of information, let alone adj
nit that Frederick Dean had in
formed others of the same affair.
Aren't you being pretty brazen
about it?" he said coldly.
"Brazen?" Virginia repeated. 81
don't know what you mean by that,
Mel. Unless you believe what Mr..
Dean said"
Haven't you admitted it?" Ma
thaniel countered, more perplexed
than ever.
81 certainly haven't admitted
what he made Jeanne Cutter be-
lieye," Virginia declared, with I'M
assumed warmth.
IT have been seeing Oliver, yes;
I can't deny that, but I didn't know
that you meant to accuse me of
having an affair with him!"
She was on her feet now, hon