The Indianapolis times. [volume] (Indianapolis [Ind.]) 1922-1965, 1929-12-19

+ He had not reckoned on Sally's ir-
repressible sense of humor.
This hurts you more than ii
does me, 1 suppose" she stated
gravely.
! Suddenly both Of them were
laughing. Laughing with a stimuli
tanoeus tnpulsiveness which broke
through tn fog of their misunder-
standing like a powerful light.
Aren't we ridiculous?" gasped
Sally. I'm sorry if I've seemed to
| interfere. It's only because I liked
you so much before 1 knew your am
billions. But I've no right to try to
! change you into the person you
seemed to me. 1 won't do so ever
again"
Il liked you, too" Howell ad-
mitted, wondering at the husky ear
nestness of his own voice. THAT
first day I thought you were the
most interesting girl I had ever
met"
Did you9 Then I have disap-
pointed you as much as you have
me-"
AS they reached the walk lead
ing into the house she said: Lets
be friends again, shall we? If
promise not to crab at you any
| more?"
The artlesS directness of her words
appealed to him. Having carried
his point, he was more than willing
! to respond.
'"That would be wonderful. need
your friendship, Sally"
Then you shall have it, my
child"
With light heartedness he had
not felt since leaving Mrs. Benton's
he opened the yellow door and said,
Goodnight"
I'll see you again soon," he prom
ised.
Money or no money, he would
manage to see her some way. There
was a vitality about her which af-
fected him like a tonic. If only
Lanbie would help him as she had
promised.
But the thought of Lambie was
depressing. Walking toward the
boulevard he saw that the hands of
the clocks in windows he passed
we're pointing to II. If he hurried
he could reach the candy shop in
time to meet Madalyn.
But after being with Sally his de-
sire for her was so luke warm that
instead he pursued his way to Tenn
pie street.
He found himself rather anxious
to return to that dingy room. Would
any trace of Sally remain to bright
Ell it? She had stood outside his
door with her handkerchief pressed
to her eyes.
Weeping because she was so
frightened. Yet he couldn't mag
inc Sally Osbourne being afraid of
anything.
Unlocking the door he found she
had dropped that handkerchief near
the pillow on his bed. He lifted it,
amazed to discover that it wasn't
tear soaked at all. It's freshly laun-
dered daintineSs was quite dry and
interrupted.
Amused and little bewildered
at his own emotions, he held the bit
of linen to his lips. No perfume.
He might have known there
wouldn't be.
Sally scorned most Of the allure
ments of her sex Hastily, as If he
were afraid some one might see. he
tucked it back beneath his pillow
The little devil! She hadn't been
crying at all. He doubted if she
had even been frightened. Strange
" he did not think less of her for
that.
Two days later came note from
Mrs. Benton:
Dear Mr.. shef1eld: You left
YOUR address. so I am taking the
liberty Of writing. 7 haven't been
able to rent your room and if you
would care to use it through the
summer you can have it for moth
ing. I have an old oil stove you
could use to get your meals"
How much had Sally Osbourne to
90 with this offer? If it were char
ity. as he SUSPECTED. he couldn't
accept! But although his first in
stinct was to write refusing, the
thought of the quiet little room
nulled at his heart. What a COM
fort to be back. in it,
In the end he compromised by
going to see Mrs. Benton to thank
her for her kindness.
TITS awfully good of YOU he
said. 'eYen If I can't accept