The Indianapolis times. [volume] (Indianapolis [Ind.]) 1922-1965, 1929-08-23
OUT OUR WAY
CHAPTER XXXVII-(ContinueO

I'D ED Grew MS eyebrows LOgeCner
N severely.
Now Molly" he admonished,
that's no way to talk. There's too
darn much Of that sort Of thing in
America. What business has any
Judge to take a child drom its
father, and turn 1t over to some
body else? No more business than
the censors had meddling with your
play. You thought they had a
nerve, didn't you, telling people
that your show wasn't fit for them
10 see? It was none of their bust
ness, the sort of shows folks went
TO- Everybody minds everybody
else'S business in this blooming
country. But you're going to mind
your own-see, sweetness2 You
haven't any more right to take Rita
away from Bob, than you have to
rb John D. Rockefeller of his most
cherished possession"
But Bob drinks sol she cried.
Does that give you any license
10 steal from him?"
But the courts have a right to
determine whether or not parent
Is fit to have the custody of his
child. I could prove Robe unfit"
you go messing around in that
sort of thing" he threatened an
grily, "and I'm through with you,
Molly. For heavens sake. be con-
sistent. You despise people who
sit in judgment on the morals of
others. Now, because it could serve
your own interests, you'd run to a
Judge, and tell tales on Bob. You'd
ask that Bob be punished for get
ting drunk, and you be rewarded
for telling on him. And you'd put
Rita up for the prize. I'm ashamed
of you, Molly!"
But if I could get Rita that way"
she moaned. You don't know how
much I want her, Red"
You mind your own business" he
counseled. IF Bob was abusing his
child. or neglecting her, then it
would be another story. Do you
know what you'd be doing if you
went after Rita through the courts?
You'd be putting yourself on a par
with that girl you told me about who
was going to sue Bob for breach of
promise. You thought she was
rotter, didn't you? For the love of
Pete, don't be a blacknailer!"
Molly picked UP the tray Red had
left on the floor.
Here" she said. plug in the
percolator. Let's eat and stop fight
ing"
It wasn't fighting" he objected.
II was only telling you things. Wom-
en- are funny. AS a sex, Molly, you've
no principle at all"
II know" she agreed. Were
ruthless. Well do anything to at
tain our ends. know you think I'm
utterly without character. so might
as we'll admit that 1 propose to keep
Rita by fair means or foul. I'm a
bad woman. Red. And the che-ild
means more to me than honor. Do
you know what I'd do? I'd frame
Bob. If knew how"
Red laughed.
Look out" he cautioned, that
ne doesn't frame you. As for you,
young woman, you be a square
shooter. Give the egg a break"
TT was late when Red said good
night. Molly slipped her arms
about his neck, and drew his ear
to her lips.
do me a faverg' she coaxed.
eff you hear anything more about
Jack. will you let me know. Red?"
why sure" he promised. They
sent over from the Office for a
story. II they got anything, I'll get
In touch with you"
After Red had gone. Molly bur-
led her pride resolutely. and began
a letter to Jack. He wouldn't marry
her. But that did not mean he
didn't love her. The more she
thought about it. the surer she be-
came that it was a terrible mis-
understanding. He said he couldn't
be Mister Molly Burnham. Didn't
that simply prove 1t was all mat
ter of his idiotic pride?
There was woman in Snodgrass
whose husband was a contractor.
One year he was laid up with rheu-
lnatisnn. and she took over his
work. People liked her, and were
clad 10 do business with her. In
six months she made more money
than her husband cleared in year.
Her husband got well. and took
things over again. Immediately
business began to fall of. The wife
was an energetic person, and ai1x-
iouy TO carry on. But hershusband
ret1rted that he was going to wear