The Indianapolis times. [volume] (Indianapolis [Ind.]) 1922-1965, 1929-07-13
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A ELEANOR EARLY IVY @ 1929 By HEA Jernee Inc
By ELEANOR EARLY

L suppose So" Molly was en-
barrassed.
Well, I think that's very nice. "
approved Rita. Maybe that's why
they're so happy"
Maybe" acknowledged Molly.
She was conscious herself of very
nice little warmth about her heart.
Why don't you say some, Rita?"
Who? Me?' Rita yaVned. L
don't know any"
They lay side by side. The clock
on the dressing table licked with
piercing clarity. Somewhere a
bell rang. Two o'clock. A rooster
crowed. And a man. with heavy
tread. passed on the concrete walk
beneath the window.
Suddenly Rita tossed aside the
sheet, and, kneerng, flung her arms
passionately across the bed. Her
hands fell heavily on Molly's knees.
And Molly kept her legs straight
and stiff. and held her breath &.
while Rita prayed.
After a while Rita got up. and
walked to the window. She pushed
the curtains aside, and stood there
long time. her tall, slim body
Shouted like A boys against the
moonlight. She spoke without
turning.
We been acting like 3 fool to-
l. night" she said. Eve meant
to announce our marriage as soon
as was graduated Butt couldn't
tell this to any one but you, Molly
Bob hasn't earned a cent in six
months. IF We announce our mar
riage his father will stop his al
loWance. And he SAYS he'd die be-
fore he'd touch a cent of my earn
ings."
And Molly exclaimed warmly. ooh,
Rita. I'm sorry, dear. But YOU
mustn't let Bob get bitter. Nobody
makes money right straight of.
Goodness. Jack hasn't A cent. Bob
ought to know that when a girl
loves a boy. it doesn't make any
difference whether he has any
money or not"
Rita turned f1ercely. But it doesl"
she cried. Il love my happy, brilliant
Bob. But this new Bob-this bitter,
frustrated failure. This loving man
Who's eating his heart out, and my
heart. too. -
She drew the curtains together,
shutting out the moon. and crossed
the room TO sit on the bed.
That's why I asked you TO come
here tonight. she said. ITO warn
YOU against marriage like mine.
Companionate marriage is a trap,
Molly. It sounds so big and free
and brave. 1t provides for express
sion, liberty. all that sort of thing.
But it doesn't think of the essen
tials. the sweet. simple honey
things. What has it done for me?
It hasn't given me the tenderness
of my beloved. 1t hasn't given me
home 1t hasn't even brought me
comradeship."
Lay off marriage. can't you!"
commanded Molly Grossly. Maybe
your love for Bob has cooled But
that won't ever happen to Jack and
me-
"Oh, my love hasn't cooled" in
jected Rita bitterly. That's my
tragedy. IT. isn't the cooling kind.
Now don't be little fool and get
sore because I've tried to save you
A fall. my dear. Just keep your
mind on that $4,000. that's all"
NEOLLY had telegraphed Jack
IV about her legacy. and he wired
rathtr formal congra tulations, add
ing that he would be out the next
night to take her to dinner. and
asking her to meet him at the sta
ton.
She greeted him gaily. Isn't 1t
wonderful. Sweetheart! Now We can
get married.
Get married." he repeated Say,
how do YOU get that way? What
do YOU think I amp"
It was a Tretched beginning. and
50 it turned out. as such things do,
to be a Tretched evening. They
walked Up the street in silence, and
when they reached the wooded path
that led to the inn. Molly shrugged
away from his hand on her arm.
L.