The Indianapolis times. [volume] (Indianapolis [Ind.]) 1922-1965, 1929-08-24

Red looked annoyed.
"Once an egg, always an egg" he
observed I'm glad, though, you
never tried to go through on that
custody business. No excuse for you
pulling a low-down trick, because
the other fellows rotten"
NO" she admitted. Il thought
that over afterward. I'll never try
to take Rita away from him. l
haven't the right. The thing that
hurts, Red, is knowing that he has
the right to take her from me. If
Bob should marry again, he prob
ably would want Rita"
Probably acknowledged Red.
THE only way you can beat that, -
he added carelessly, "is marrying
him yourself
I've thought of that" she said
quietly.
Molly! My God, are you crazy!"
Red clutched her arm roughly.
DON'T" she exclaimed. "You
hurt. Can't you take q joke,
Stupid?"
You didn't sound like you we're
joking. Molly"
well. I was. Anyhow why all
the excitement?"
I'D marry you myself" he de-
clared, rather than let that sap
have you"
"Indeed?" She swept him mock
ing little courtesy. That's awfully
good of you, Mister Flynn"
THE next afternoon Bob called
Il with French primer for Rita.
Molly meant never to be at home
when he came. She was jealous of
Bob. and it hurt her to see the
/ comradely spirit that was develop
ing between him and his daughter
| She felt, also, that she could never
after that dreadful night-care
for Bob again. Rita's French,
under his tuition, had progressed
remarkably. And the daily lessons
we're sweet to the child, as her bed
/ time hour with Molly. Tormented
by her envious demons. Molly kept
away when the two were together.
spsring herself the agony of watch
ing them.
She despised herself for her jeal-
ousy, knowing it for base and I'M
worthy emotion. She read, In a doc
tors book. that jealousy is disease,
with deadly ravages. She tried to
cure herself of it, as she would of a
physical sickness, prescribing various
antidotes.
It was unhealthy for a woman to
concentrate her emotions so EN-
tirely upon a child. In vain Molly
sought absorption, first in work,
then in trivialities. But the fear
of losing Rita filled her life to the
exclusion of all things else. Like a
great. unwholesome DOGGY, it stalked
her day and night.
Then came the afternoon when
she went to the nursery and found
Bob there. Rita was in the park
Bob had come earlier than usual.
and was waiting for her.
Molly stopped on the threshold.
ooh" she said. 81 didn't know
Won were here"
You've been avoiding me, Mol
"" he accused.
mo. I haven't. What makes you
think so? I've been awfully busy,
that's all"
ANYTHING special?" he asked.
Molly hesitated II have it in nv
mind" she confessed. "to write a
book. Something different. Quite
unlike anything I've done before
I've been mulling it over for days"
"a romance. I suppose?"
"a blighted romance" she said.
He looked up quickly.
Your own Storv?" he asked
BIT sire shook her head. cnloring
so g,,iltily. he knew he had sur
/ missed correctly.
TOR a girl who has everything
Il in the world" he remarked.
you're q singr'erlv unhappv per-
son Molly. You're Young and
charming. You've friends. end
might have lovers. You've a child
/ m cherish. A beautiful home. and
plenty of monev. What more could
/ woman ask?"
What makes YOU think I'm I'M
| happv?" she demanded.
you've CHANGED" he declared.
The old soarkle's gone. You're not
gay the way you used to 90. You
don't laueh 50 much. And you've
the sad6est smile in the world,
MoiIv."
Well she said. I'm not so voI'ne
as I used 70 be. And don't think
I'm charming IT all. haven't any
particular friends-iust Red, and
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