The Indianapolis times. [volume] (Indianapolis [Ind.]) 1922-1965, 1929-12-21

, ton in his voice. Think of it, Sally!
My very first call. I bet they're
doing another collegiate picture"
Little points of light began to
flicker in her golden eyes, but her
voice was very kind.
I'm awfully glad for you, Howell
1 wish you all kinds of luck"
Thanks" Gee, I'd like to cele-
brate. Let's be reckless and take in
a show"
TT was the first time he had
L asked her to go any place with
him, but she refused.
I'm sorry, but I can't. I've an
! other engagement"
The fellow on the paper, darn it!
Well, he was too excited to stay at
home. Why not call Lambie? He
had promised to see her some time
this week, and it was Friday night.
As Sally ran upstairs Howell lift
ed the telephone and repeated the
number of Mrs. Granville Mat
thews' hotel.
She would, it seemed be delighted
to see him. She urged him to
"come at 7:3o and have dinner with
me, Howell. I've been SO lonely"
He dressed in his tux" and they
dined in the Cocoanut Grove. The
table was decorated with a huge
tarlatan-clad doll. Lambie pressed
her face against it and looked older
than ever.
Dance with me, Howell. I want
to dance"
Out on the darkened floor, with
hundreds of toy balloons dropped
from the ceiling, footing about
them, they danced. Exhilarated by
the knowledge that tomorrow he
would be appearing in motion pic
lures. Howell scarcely noticed when
"Lambie's" arm frightened about his
neck. The imported, exotic frag-
rance of her hair did not affect him
You're a naughty, old iceberg, -
"Lambie" whispered.
He laughed and with sudden boy
ish roughnnes almost swept her
from her feet.
Faster! Let's dance fasteri"
He dropped her hand to snatch
at red balloon. It burst in his
fingers. Jambie" seemed to be an
moved.
Let's stop. Our dinner will be
getting cold"
AS he sat opposite her. hummng
the music. laughing unaffectedly
and heartily, "Lambie" asked, Are
you really as innocent as you seem?
Or is it a line?"
"Innocent?" He frowned at her
choice of words, I'm going out
and commit a murder if you say
ANYTHING more like that"
Perhaps I'd like you better Il you
did" she insisted.
NTHAT was the matter with her
w any way? Women were never
satisfied. They didn't know the
meaning of the word, "comrade-
ship" For a moment the old burn
ing longing for the satisfactory COM
panionship of his own sex aSSailed
him.
Then he remembered how kind
'Lambie" had been and decided to
be more gallant. If it hadn't been
for her he wouldn't be starting his
career tomorrow. He would prob
ably at this very instant be stand
ing over Mrs. Benton'S oil stove
heating a can of beans. Beans! The
thought of them made him shudder.
But when he suggested that they
dance again "Lambie" refused. It
was hard to sit with such tantaliz-
ing music singing along ones nerves
. To watch other couples with
flushed faces and excited, happy
eyes. dancing together.
Howell noticed many girls with
men old enough to be their fathers,
but no other young men with an
older woman.
There were two couples which
fascinated him. A girl in pink chit
fon. tight bodice, long skirt and tiny
silver slippers. Blond and young
and sweetly. superbly beautiful, she
danced with little fiuttering steps
like the steps of dove.
Her partner was as young and
blond as she and lithely, Slenderly
graceful. The other couples were
Spanish types. The girl naughty
pale-faced, with coal black eyes and
| hair. She. too. was Young not more
than II. and her figure was slender
but richly curved.
In spite OF her white gown she
was alluringly sophisticated. The
man was older than she, Passionate
and cruel looking. Their dancing