The Indianapolis times. [volume] (Indianapolis [Ind.]) 1922-1965, 1929-12-04
CHAPTER TWO

EAIRFAX was both touched and
Il and astonished at the gen.
crosby of Jacqueline Bordini. She
purchased the place HowelPs father
had longed to buy, Quilted her
mother with an entire wardrobe.
from one of the most exclusive
shops in Kansas City, and treated
the town to a display of evening
gowns, chiffon-lined coats, priceless
furs and jewels a queen might envy.
The invitations to the dance
Mayor Fifield was giving at the
hotel were accepted by Jacquelinc
for her family. When the occasion
arrived old man Borden did not
accompany his daughter, but her
brother Raymond was there, smiled
upon by girls who had not seen TT
to speak to him before.
And Mrs. Borden, uncomtortably
self conscious, but almost bursting
with pride, folded her red, toil-worp
hands, over a rhinestone encrusted
evening gown. HoWell's mother,
with her patient, dignified face and
hands no amount of work could
make less than patrician, appeared
shabby beside her. His father had
not come. He had a severe cold
and announced his intention OF go
ing to bed at o'clock, but before
that time arrived had received a
call from the country.
Don't go" begged Howell. send
DR.. MatheWson."
"NIatthewson has more than he
can do now" objected his father.
Maybe I can sleep late tomorrow"
He had buttoned up the old fur
coat and gone, uncomplainingly as
always, but Howell noticed how
heavily he climbed into the Ford.
Fathers SICK" he said.
His mother answered him quietly,
but her eyes were full of tears.
DO you think I don't know it?"
You didn't say anything. Why
didn't you try to persuade him 10
stay at homer"
Il knew better. He'd answer a
call if he were on his death bed,
and it only annoys him to have me
argue about it. 1 made up my
mind a good many years ago that
1 would never keep him from doing
what he thinks in his duty"
Even at the expense OF his own
health2" -.
Even So" she replied. at isn't
easy to be the wife of a great man,
Howell, but it is very wonderful. -"
How she must love him, he
thought.
Where could fellow find such de-
votion nowadays? The modern girl
even in the throes of the most pas
sionate attachment was always con-
sidering her own feelings.
theoretically, Howell know great
deal about women. Thanks to a
wise father and his own scientific
training, he had been we'll informed
on matters pertaining to sex.
For that reason or perhaps be-
cause both mind and body were as
clean as an ice cold spring, he had
had little actual experience. For
several years he had considered
himself in love with Eunice Fif1eld.
Some day he hoped to marry her.
At the university he was conSid-
cred attractive, but shy" He was
not the type which is irresistible to
the average young woman. Most
girls long for a sophisticated lover.
Howell although more or less in
demand on account of his position
as captain of the football team. was
not what is known as "riot" with
the ladies, The fact had not as yet
caused him any pain. 1t was to do
so for the first time on Christmas
night.
n
VXTHEN he suggested calling for
w Eunice in the ancient taxi he
usually employed, she said.
81 can't, Howell. We're going to
stop for the Bordens. You may come
with us if you like"
He refused, amused at the famil-
iarity with which she now spoke OF
Jacqueline. But the smile on his
lips died when she showed him her
program.