The Indianapolis times. [volume] (Indianapolis [Ind.]) 1922-1965, 1929-12-28

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Dimples and he borrowed from each
other, and sometimes, Dimples for
got to pay it back. Paying
Lambie what he owed her would
have been impossible at this time.
He was late for dining, having
appeared In his official movie ca
pacity all day, and he was in no
mood for levity, being full of
sense of injustice.
Whats the matter, dear? You
look as cross as bear"
Howell sank into a chair and
stared at the profusely decorated
table. with unseeing eyes.
I'm sick of this cop business.
I'm not getting anywhere. I've been
in pictures for five months and
never anything but policeman"
You must have patience, Howell"
Patience! My gosh, I've been
patient for so long my hair is turn
ing gray. They're getting so they
can't even imagine me as anything
else. A director looks at me and
sees a nice big cop. Its all I'll
ever be-"
"Lambie" sat down beside him
and began to pat his hand.
Have you said anything to any
Of them?"
Sure 1 have, when they'll take
the time to listen to me-"
What do they say"
Just laugh. I went over to Cen
trail Casting and they told me there
isn't thing I can do about it. All
they need me for is a cop. I can
take it or leave it; and I can't af-
ford to leave it,"
Thoughtfully "Lambie" continued
to stroke his hand.
Don't worry about it, dear. I'll
think of some way to help you. Tell
you what I'll do. I'll make another
appointment for you with Carleton
Meade"
He isn't a director"
MY dear boy, don't think for a
moment that he can't do something
for you If he would. You've had
some experience now as an extra.
Wen see if something else can't be
done"
Gee, 'Lambie,' do you suppose
you CAM"
Where there's a will there's a
way. And, remember, you're sup
posed to be Granville Matthew's
nephew"
He was conscious of the old I'M
eaSineSs over the deceit, but she
was so optimistic he felt compelled
to murmur, That will be wonder
full Of you, 'Lambie.'
He knew this was the way she
liked him. Humbly grateful. Eat
ing out of her hand. Well, if he
continued to accept and be in need
of her favorS what else was there
for him to be? He had to pay
some way.
"Lambie" made a great deal of
ceremony over the little dinner.
which she had ordered with due
regard for Howells taste. When
the dishes had been taken away
she disappeared for a moment and
returned with a huge candle-be-
decked cake.
Happy birthday, Howell!"
He was touched because it re-
called memories of his childhood
and the cakes his mother had made.
She insisted that he cut it, but as
the knife plunged through the icing
1t clicked against something hard.
The center of the cake was hollow
and had been filled with a little
roll of something wrapped in waxed
paper.
Confused and embarrassed, he
met her amused eyes.
TITS for you, dear boy. A little
birthday gift"
AS he lifted the heavy little pack
age gold pieces trickled out upon
the plate.
"Oh, Lambie. I can't accept
this!"
Why can't you?"
Because I can't. I've felt like a
fool ever since borrowed that hun
dred dollars"
This is no loan, Howell"
Il know. understand how YOU
mean it-and it's wonderful OF you,
but can't take it."
Her voice was harsh.
You are really refusing it?"
Il can't take any more money
from you," he repeated with a
shamed flush dyeing his cheeks. Il
shouldn't have accepted any in the
first place"
The smouldering IRE In her eyes