The Indianapolis times. [volume] (Indianapolis [Ind.]) 1922-1965, 1929-06-01

~ blond head emphatlcaIly. NO,
old man. I've been mulling it over
since the blow fell The Midwest
Packing Company is bound to bust.
It'll be in the hands of receiver
bv the first of the year. And in
spite of the fact that l was &C
quilted. my name won't be any too
fragrant in these quarters.
IN move on TO fresher, greener
lands. In fact, I've already sent in
my resignation and signed over my
stock. whatever it may be worth,
to help reimburse the poor devils
who will suffer most from BANDS
Erascality-the small stockholders.
I'll make a fresh start somewhere
else. Go it's good by, Jack. No,
keep that check Give it to Iris.
like told you! Lord man, I'm not
q pauper!'
you're really leaving?" Morgan
insisted increduously. "When?'
To-day" Crawford answered. "On
the PAS eastbound. Don't ask me
where I'm going, or what my plans
are. I don't know myself yet, but
I'm keen to get away"
Morgan. still frovning, nodded
comprehension if not approval.
Have you told Iris good by?" This
is going to be a blow to her. Bert.
She thinks a lot of you. I'm not
much good at playing around and
whooping it up, and she loves it.
I'm afraid she's going to find life
pretty dull for while.
I'm going to have lunch with
her at the Traylor and break the
news then" Crawford admitted
candidly. his blue eyes Ticking a
glance of triumph at Nan.
She no longer had the power to
keep him from seeing Iris Morgan,
his hooking eyes reminded her.
But don't you worry about Iris.
old boy. She'll bear up under the
loss of her playmate too well to
suit me. BY the way, I'll tell her to
meet you at the bank at half past
two, if you're really going to open
an account for her with that check"
Thanks. Bert I wish you would"
Morgan agreed. little stiffly. 1t was
obvious that he was little hurt at
not being included in the luncheon
invitation.
Now" thought Nan, her mar
rowed brown eyes trying to probe
the tricky mmd that lay behind the
smiling blue eyes of Bert Crawford,
Gust what does he mean to do? Is
he going to take her with him or
not? Would he have had the au-
dacity to come here and say good
by to her husband if he were taking
Fher? And if he doesn't take her,
what will Iris Morgan say and do
when she learns that her lover has
left her $4,000 as heart balm?"
A IT 2 o'clock, after Nan had re-
n turned from an almost un-
tasted luncheon, Morgan shrugged
into his overcoat and announced
cheerfully-a little too cheerfully
so that Nan knew he was still
hurt: I'm going to snatch a bite
to eat, Nan, and then step over to
the bank to meet Mrs. Morgan. If
she calls up, tell her I'll be there
at a quarter to g."
Nan had to watch him go, unpre-
pared for the shock that might be
awaiting him. If, after 3, the
hour the bank closed, he came back
to the office troubled and bewil-
dered, with the news that some
thing must have detained Iris, since
she had not met him, then She
Non-Would know that 1t was ALL
over. that Iris had taken the train
with Bert Crawford. What would
he do. oh what would he do when
he learned the truth?
Her fingers we're so cold with
nervousness that she could not
type. An hour to be lived through!
Wasn't there some way of annihi-
lating time? Desperate, she in
vaded the private Office where
Evans. the clerk. and Blake, the
young lawyer on salary, pursued
their uninteresting duties.
We'll what kind of Christmas
did you boys have?" she demanded
with flctious cheerfulneSS.
Listening to their lengthy replies
mercifully consumed almost half
an hour: three telephone calls
providentially disposed of nearly
30 more minutes. She was Just
hanging up the telephone receiver
when Morgan's shadow loomed
against the glass panel of the door.
She braced herself to meet what
ever his beloved face might reval,
but as the door opened she heard
Iris musical. artificial laughter.
"Of course I'll spend it! What is
money for, silly old Jack!
Hello, there. Nan! You've heard
of my sudden wealth, l suppose?
Wasn't Bert a lamb to make Jack
give it to me? And now this stupid
old husband of mine wants me to
let it lie in the bank, accommodating
interest. I've been dying for trip
to New York and now I can take
IL. 49,. No. you can't come along,
Jack. and if you aren't awfully nice
to me I won't come back"
"Oh. don't look at her like that,
as if you could kiss her feet!" Nan
wanted to scream at Morgan. Don't