The Indianapolis times. [volume] (Indianapolis [Ind.]) 1922-1965, 1929-08-19

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avowal of love.
"You wouldn't want to fly away
from me, would you, desrest?"
''No-no!"
Rita Rugged Molly's knee ecstati-
cally. 81 love you'll" she whispered.
And Molly's heart, with joy and
thankfulness, was filled to over
flowing.
1t was some time before she hap
pened to see Bob again. He had
called frequently, to take Rita for
a ride in the swan boats, or a walk
through the public gardens. Once
he had taken her to the aquarium.
And another day to Franklin park,
to see the elephants. But Molly
happened to have been out on each
occasion.
She was writing novel from the
plot of Sacrifice" Because she
fancied she could write better at
night, she slept late in the morning,
and devoted her afternoons to vari-
Gus things. There was modern art
course at the museum in which she
was interested. And another in ap-
piled psychology at Harvard.
ID ED was taking the course At
~ Harvard, too, and so they were
together a great deal. He talked
occasionally of his mother now.
Her heart was beginning to fail,
the doctors said. Perhaps she could
not live another year. Red was
very good to her, buying any num-
Der of absurd and loving gifts.
One day it was a lavender shawl.
And the next day a gay French
breakfast service. He found pome-
granates for her, and avocado pears,
and sweet ripe figs. He would go
down to the markets, to get the
Italian cheese she particularly liked.
And drive into the country for ten
der young broilers, and green vege-
tables, fresh from the gardens.
He never had any money now,
and Molly suspected that he was
spending it all on his mother. She
tried to think of some way she
might help him. His specialists
bills, she knew, were enormous. But
she was too afraid of offending to
make any suggestions.
nt1 fAI t@n|
never enabled her to help the peo-
pie she loved most. It had actually
kept her from marrying Jack. It
had alienated her mother complete
~. She was never able to do any
thing for poor Rita. Nor for Ruth.
Only for little Rita.
And noW-with the way Bob was
acting-she was beginning to Won
der if anything could ever happen
by which she might lose her darling
caild.
Bob had reformed of late. Molly
had been to a concert one after
noon and walked home, for the ex-
ercise. Bob and Rita were return
ing at the same time.
The least I can do" thought
Molly, " is ask him in for tea. After
all. he's Rita's father"
They sat in the drawing room
fragrant with flowers and honey
now with books and magazines, and
lamps with parchment shades.
Bob's eyes were brighter now, and
his skin was clearer. He seemed
more alert, and straightforward
Molly could almost forgive him for
Elsie Smith. He seemed actually
like a different person.
Been on the wagon" he offered
ever since Elsie's death"
You'd better stay on" advised
Molly. I've never seen you look
so well"
He Allied his pipe and smiled con-
tentedly.
I'm being an exemplary citizen +"
ne declared. Saving money. and
everything"
ITS high time" she observed.
Now, don't be nasty. Molly. You
don't know what I've been I'D
against the last few years"
She smiled Sardonically.
Rita was up against a lot too
she said. And it didn't make it
any easier for her, when you start
ed to drink"
I know" he admitted. 1--WE been
an awful egg. But you're not going
70 hold that up against me all nv
life, are you, Molly?"
"Oh. I don't know" she parted.
I'm apt to-"
But that's not fair. Listen.
Molly :"
He leaned, and took her hand
And she noticed what white. horrid
hands he had. Jacks were brown.
And Reds were red. and homely,
with hair sticking on his knuckles