The Indianapolis times. [volume] (Indianapolis [Ind.]) 1922-1965, 1929-01-05
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for the first time, she was about to
tell the truth. Not the entire truth.
But enough to save her pride, If
the great and famous Hollis Hart
should ever mean more to her tina:
millionaires usually mean to their
stenographers.
Hollis was patting her hand sym
pathetically, and she was encour-
aged to continue.
Speaking of my father" she
said, II have read that there are
three kinds of inheritance
"fYes?" Hollis seemed interested.
tits long time since I've studied
the laws of inheritance. I'm afraid
I've forgotten all about Them"
"Well, there's Blended inheri-
lance" Ashtoreth told him, where
the child bears the marks of COM
posite authorship. That sounds like
book" she explained, because I
memorized it.
'Prepotent' inheritance, where
one parent, or remoter ancestor, is
supposed to be most effective in
stamping the offspring.
And exclusive inheritance,
where the character of the child is
definitely that of one ancestor"
She paused, well pleased with her
little bit of erudition.
"And which inheritance, inquired
Hollis politely, "is yours?"
lie AeI.
reth declared. IT inherited solely
from my father"
"Indeed?" Hollis stroked her hand
absently. "You know I had an idea
you were very like your mother. I
remember of your telling me how
she had named you for the moon
goddess of old Egypt, because of her
interest in the religions of pagan
people. You told me that she was
rather a student of antiquities"
Ashtoreth flushed and was glad
of the dark because the man beside
her could not see the tell-tale color
flooding her pale cheeks.
We'll" she admitted, 81 don't
know that mother is exactly stu
dent. 1t was really most I'M
usual thing, the way I happened to
be chirstened. Would you like me to
tell you about it?"
He shifted comfortably in the
long, tropical chair that held his
outstretched legs along its arms.
"I certainly would" he asserted.
"But let me get you a pillow first.
I want to be sure you're quite COM
Portable"
"Oh. but I am" she assured him.
She loved his small attentions.
Then you must let me get some
more cigarets," he said. I'm never
a good listener unless can smoke
TTE went into the drawing room,
L i and was back in moment. AS
he stood reflected in the doorway
he struck a match and bent his
head to the flame.
She reflected-as a hundred
thousand women had done before
her-that no man is quite SO hand
some as when his face Is half-Iight-
ed in the flare of match.
Hollis Hart, considering his age
Che must have been all of SOD, was
an extraordinarily handsome person.
Ashtoreth liked, particularly, the
gray hair at his temples. 1t was
quite distingue, she told herself. AS,
indeed, it was.
We'll" she said, "once upon a
time lady had a dream. The lady
was my mother. And I was three
weeks old, the night she dreamed it.
1--WE heard my father tell about
1t a hundred times. He was sound
asleep, and mother was lying on
her back, with her arm flung across
his chest. There was moonlight on
her face. And her hair was spread
across the pillow like a golden veil.
Carthage she said. When
Dido was queen. And Cleopatra.
And Judith of Tyre
Ito be continued)