The Indianapolis times. [volume] (Indianapolis [Ind.]) 1922-1965, 1929-08-15
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CHAPTER XXX-(ContinueO
Maybe you think I'm kidding
YOU. But Bob carries a revolver
these days, Miss Burnham, and
that's no kid. He'd think no more
of poppin' you off than he would OF
takin' another drink. I'm the only
one that can manage him, when he
gets goin'."
If you're telling the truth" "
asked Molly coolly, why do you want
to marry him"
Miss Smith scuffed her cigaret on
the bedside table.
That's my business" she retorted.
Il suppose he's refused already?'
IF he hadn't" admitted Elsie
sourly, Il wouldn't be here"
I don't know what you think 1
can do"
MISS SMITH shrugged.
WI III give you time to think
it over" she offered. IF Bob gets
to drinking you'll be glad enough to
come to terms. Boston won't be
big enough for you and him. He'll
pester the life out of you. And
YOU can't shut your door on him,
nor call the police, because you
want his daughter"
Molly vouchsafed no reply.
well, you heard me. Think 1t
over" Miss Smith shook out her
purple skirts, and preened in the
long mirror. I'm going up to Mon
treal for a while, to visit a girl
friend. You have your answer
ready, when come back"
She stopped at the mirror. to
touch her lips, and smear a bit OF
blue shadow under her eyes.
NO hard fellin's, I hope. You'll
be glad enough. dearies, to get rid
of the boy friend. Take it from a
little girl that knows"
She was at the door, when Molly
cried sharply, How about Rita?"
There's a high school girl that
takes care of her day times" eX-
planned Miss Smith. She's a good
girl, and real fond of Rita. I've
spoken to her already. She'll be at
the fiat. waiting to hear from you"
Does Mr.. Newton know what
arrangements you've made?"
Mr.. Newton?" Elsies shrill
voice took on the affected tones OF
a society woman. oh, Mr.. Newton
is otherwise engaged"
HE hasn't gone aWaV?"
We'll, not far" Elsie smiled ma
liciously Mr.. Newton got blotto
last night. It's a habit with Mr..
Newton"
When the door closed behind her
caller, Molly shifted diStastefully,
and opened the windows
That afternoon she telephoned
Bob'S fiat. 1t was as Elsie had said
a gi1li5n voice told her that Miss
Smith was away. Mr.. Newton was
out OF town, too, she thought. But
Rita would be ready any time Miss
Burnham wished. Her clothes were
packed, and her toys.
Before dark everything was set
tied. The baby had her supper that
night in the blue and buttercup
nursery. And Molly undressed and
bathed her, and tucked her in the
fairy-tale bed, that had Alice in
Wonderland on the headboard. And
the Mad Hare. with his tall silk
hat and his white kid gloves in his
hand. scurrying across the foot
board.
Then she telephoned Mr.. Durbin.
He was arranging, he told her, for
immediate production. There might
be a little trouble with the censors.
But that wouldn't make any differ
ence. 1t would be good advertising.
But what could they object TOP"
she asked in establishment.
We'll, the suicide. The motives
not what you'd call simo-npure, you
know"
But. my goodness, they can't
expect people to commit suicide for
only exemplary purposesl A mans
got to have some reason for shoot
ing himself And it isn't always a
pretty reason, is it?"
e q
DURBIN laughed.
II Nine times out of ten it's a
pretty ugly one he admitted. But
the censors are nice, CHEEKY little
boys, who like to have us look on
the bright side of life. Besides. if
they didn't censure. they wouldn't
be cenSors. would they? Naturally,
they've, got to find something to
kick about. But don't you worry
about that. They won't be able to
close us. And all their chattering
win be Just so much advertising"
"I thought of a good name today, I"
Molly told him. What do you
think of 'Sacrifice?' You see there's
the sacrifice OF mother for daugh-