The Indianapolis times. [volume] (Indianapolis [Ind.]) 1922-1965, 1929-08-30
BY ELEA AMOR EARLY

{ the marrying sort. You were mad
/ to be a bachelor. You're fearful!
improvident, and irresponsible
You've all the gay traits that MAKE
bachelors fascinating. But you
know yourself you wouldn't make
a very good husband"
Red seemed to consider the in.
dictment ruefully.
II suppose I wouldn't" he adj
mitted. But, gosh you can't have
everything, Molly. A handsome
gentle guy like me. Pure heart, nice
sense of humor Say, what dc
you want?"
See here, Red Flynn" She
caught his shoulders. and made him
face her squarely. You don't really
truly want to get married. Hon
est now-do you?"
He grinned unabashed.
We'll, that guy drove me to it."
Il know, old dear. I'm awfully
obliged. But you won't mind if
turn you down, will you?'
You're the doctor" he declared
But I meant all 1 said about being
crazy about you, honey. I'd marry
you tomorrow, if you wanted. And
I'd be awful good to YOU
Il know you would
She leaned against him confid-
ingly.
Its funny, how many kinds OF
love there are" she pondered. Nov
1 love you, Re-. And you love me.
But it's not the wonderful forever
and-ever sort. It's awfully nice and
satisfying and friendly, and every
thing. Only, when you're just
simply crazy about someone, it's
different. It's agonizing then. AND
terrifying. 1t sort OF takes your
breath ava Y. Did you ever love
anyone like that, Red?"
His arm around her shoulder
frightened, and he did not answer.
DO you mind she went on, "if
] talk to you like this? You're such
a wonderful friend. It's good to be
able to say things you really, truly
think. I don't suppose I'll ever get
over loving Jack Wells as long as
1 live. But-this sounds like an
awful thing to say think, maybe,
Red, I'll marry Bob Newton. Would
you mind very much? You see
there's Rita
Someone at the door interrupted,
before Red had time TO answer.
Molly went herself to open it. And
there stood Bob, with a policeman
CHAPTER XLIII
THE policeman was Big lin
l Duggan, the night patrolman.
Molly and he we're old friends. but
now he greeted her differently
"Why. TIM" she exclaimed.
What under the sun is the mat
ter?"
He designated Bob with jerk of
his huge. grizzled head.
The gentleman says you're keep
ing his daughter against his will,
Miss Burnham."
Bob Newton. are you crazy!" She
wheeled furiously on him. you
ought to be ashamed of yourself.
What's the matter with you any
how?"
But Bob preserved a frozen
silence.
Red was scoWling menaCingly. and
Molly saw that his fists were
clenched. She laid her hand on his
arm.
You keep out of this, Red" she
ordered.
Then she spoke again to officer
Duggan.
Its quite true. Tim, that I have
Mr.. Newton'S little girl here. You
know Rita Mr.. Newton is her
father. When Mrs. Newton died
she asked me to take her baby. Mr.
Newton surrendered her of his own
volition. I've had her ever since
I've never tried to keep her away
from him. 1t isn't true that I have
her against his will. He has been
coming here whenever he chooses
TO see the child. and TO be my guest
Our relations have always been per-
fectly friendly"
The big policeman scratched his
head.
Its none of my doings, Miss
The gentleman says you've his child
and he comes to the station house
looking for a warrant Seeing as
knew you, I comes, friendly-like, to
see what the trouble is"
'Newton's crazy" injected Red
That's all the trouble, Tim"
Il told you to keep out of this,
repeated Molly Sternly.
She ignored Bob. who stood in
the doorway. twisting his hat awk-
wardly.
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