The Indianapolis times. [volume] (Indianapolis [Ind.]) 1922-1965, 1929-08-20
8 ELEANOR EARLY

he put his arms ABOUT ner.
Red went away early that eve
ming. And after he had gone, Molly
sat for a long while, on the cubiSt
sofa, celebrating.
Il was time, she told herself grim
ly. to call a halt Two men in a
single evening And both of them
making love to her. She had even
rather encouraged Red. Poor Red!
He couldn't marry her, if he wanted
to. Why make Red miserable? And
Bob! He probably had feelings too.
Most likely she'd been leading him
on Not really meaning to, of
course.
Molly. like most attractive women,
played a game that is more or less
unconscious. Some women can not
help batting men. They are not
purposely ruthless, nor Intentionally
INSCRIPTIONS.
They have inherited an art which
Eve had direct from the serpent.
It was a talent which Molly en-
ployed unconsciously. 1t is, more
over, the way ofAWomen. when they
keep men dangling. And Molly, 10
all intentS, was dangling Red ana
Bob. Not because she wanted to.
But because she couldn't help 1t.
1t wasn't. she felt. quite honorable.
Now if I we're only married. she
thought, everything would DC dill
ferent. Bod wouldn't try to make
love to me. And Red wouldn't get
ali bothered.
But Jack won't marry mel" she
moaned, and put her head in the
pillows. And shed an angry tear
or two.
Suddenly she sat up straight, and
flung her feet dcterminedly to the
floor
I'll ask him!" she cried. III
go over to New York-and I'll ASK
him!"
TTURRIEDLY she packed her bag
II She wouldn't let him know she
was coming. 1t would DC better to
surprise him.
She telephoned the South Sta
ton. and reserved q drawing room
on the midnight. She would be in
New York before he was awake IN
the morning. She would telephone
him. and ask him TO take her to
breakfast.
Then she would ask him right
straight out.
Jack. will you marry me?' just
like that. And she would be eX-
plicit about it. to.
Now. I mean. Not next year
nor next month. But now. Today
if We can get a license"
He would be astonishcd. OF
course. Perhaps he wouldn't be-
lieve she meant it. Then she would
tell him how she had always loved
him. She would say he must not
be stubborn any longer Love was
all that counted. Money did not
make any difference Nor success
Oh. money was nice, of course.
She had plenty now. But success
was hateful. Shed as, soon be a
ponenity for the rest of her life.
They'd have to live in New York.
of course. because Jacks business in
tereStS we're there. She would sub
let the apartment, and find one in
New York. Then she could install
the nurse and housekeeper, with
little Rita And she and Jack would
have a perfectly wonderful honey
moon.
They'd go to Italy! To Naples,
and Rome-and they'd sit in the
Colosseum, and she'd tell Jack about
the Duke. And they'd go to Venice
and drift around in a gendola, and
live in a palace, and feed the
pigeons in st. Marks Square. Then
they'd go on to Florence. And she
would take Jack TO Ponte Vechio, "a
the little old shop where she bought
his ring. And he might buy her
one. too. And they would exchange
them solemnly, in pledge of their
undying love.
Molly's heart was beating ex-
citedly. She ran in TO kiss little
Rita goodby. And. scribbling a note
left it under the coffee pot. Then
she ran downstairs to get taxi.
CHAPTER XXXV
THEY met at little restaurant
i Molly was waiting when Jack
reached there. reading newspaper
at the table in the corner. The
censors, unable to paddock the thea
ter. had ceased their activities. But
Molly noticed that woman's club
in Flatbush had passed resolutions
the day before, condemning Sac
rifice." as tending to corrupt the
morals of youth"
Idiots" she thought
Mr.. Durbin would be glad
though. The publicity. he declared,
had fallen OF, and with it the sale