The Indianapolis times. [volume] (Indianapolis [Ind.]) 1922-1965, 1929-01-14

MO" she demurred. 1T isn't
1 y just money. 1t it was, they'd
have noticed Mona. She had gor-
geous clothes and jewels and things.
But she only rated their contempt.
Family has something to do with
it, Holly.
Tradition and background, and
all that sort OF thing. Now, if you
were noyeau richie, they'd snub you,
too-for taking up with me, mean.
But you're Hollis Hart from Boston.
You've generations behind you of
the sort of thing they worship.
you can do no wrong. Because
you come from one of the best fam
lilies in America. Because you're
one of the biggest financiers in the
country, Because you're handsome,
and well bred-and, rolling in the
Eilthy lucre they pretend to despise.
They'd give anything in the
world If they could feel superior to
you. But, my dear, you've every
thing they've got, and so much more,
that there's nothing they can do but
lick your boots.
you've been everywhere that
they've been-and everywhere else
besides. They can't criticise your
manners, nor your clothes, nor your
education. They can't show you up
on single thing SO, my dear,
they must kowtow.
You're the biggest, richest, most
important man they ever had a
chance to know. and they'd toady
to me, if they could, in order to
impress themselves on you. Oh, I
know"
Hollis patted her hand under the
steamer rug.
Little Bolshevist," he called her.
But tell me, dear, is this man
Smythe the novelist who put Mona
in a book? I heard them talking
in the bar about Pariah- Girl. Wasn't
that the name of it?"
YES" she said. And what do
you bet, Holly, he doesn't put you
and ma in his next novel? Adven-
trrous stenographers and handsome
millionaires make the incest plotS!"
We'll" he smiled, we've lived a
perfect beginning-you and I-for
any old novel. I wonder what the
next chapter will be"
1.-THE wedding" he supplemented.
That's right" he agreed. Novels
today always begin with the mar
riage, don't they? You know that's
the way they used to end-and
then they lived happily ever after.
"But modern novelists have Sensed
that the plot is only just beginning
there. The drama and the tragedy
these days follow the marriage.
And it's very, very seldom that any
body lives happily ever after"
CHE pressed his hand warmly.
~ N"But we will" she cried
wen be different, won't we
Holly?"
"Of course we will" he told her
1--WE are different, aren't we, dear?"
"Oh, my goodness, yes!" she ex-
claimed. "Just as different as can
be-"
Hollis smiled at the wise old moon.
And the wise old moon twinkled
back again. Probably that was be-
cause the moon had heard so many
lovers make the same protestations,
Lets talk some more about our
wedding trip" she suggested, and
snuggled cozily against his shoulder
I'VE might go around the world,
he proposed, land stop off at the
places we liked"
For how long?" size asked.
ooh, a month, or D year, or for
ever"
She shivered delightfully."-. ooh
Holly, isn't it just too wonderful
being rich!"
You'd like Africa" he told her
"And the Garden of Allah, where
roses and jasmine grow in the des-
ert.'
"Oh, I saw the NOVEL" she ex-
claimed. ''Is it like that?"
tits lovelier," he pronounced
solennly. "You can't see the colors
on the screen. Sunset, and moon
light, and the dawning.
You'll love the bazars, too, Orchid
And I'll buy you all the eastern
jewelry and perfumes in Constanti-
nople"
Have you been to Turkey, too?'
she asked. Il heard a Turkish lady
lecture once IN Boston. Madame
Halide Edib. She told all about the
narems-but, my goodness, I never
dreamed I could see the heavenly
things she talked about. The
mosques and minarets, and the
beauty of old STEAMBOAT"
st had strange adventure there, y
ne told her. 1.-THE Arabs, you know
are strangely emotional race. Well
I heard a group of dark-skinnec
sons of the desert talking once in
Turkish coffee house.
There was an Anatolian CIR.
dancing for them. A seductive crea-
ture. And the Arabs, intoxicated by
her beauty, asked her to die.
Mad with the loneliness Of hel
voice and person. they declared they
could not bear the idea of SO much
perfection existing on earth"
Ashtoreth shivered. Were they
drunk?" she asked.
"Oh, no-qdite sober" he said
Observation-Disclosures all The world
my love, is full of the strangest peo-
pie"
"And we're going to see them ALL"
she cried. "Oh. Holly, I'm thrilled
to deathl"
A cabin boy came hurrying down
the deck.
wireless for Miss Ashe," he said,
and handed her white envelope.