The Indianapolis times. [volume] (Indianapolis [Ind.]) 1922-1965, 1929-02-05
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on a mani Jack chided her ten
DERBY. Let him get himself en-
gagged to one girl and then f1nc
himself saddled with an entirely
different onel"
Are you sorry, darling?" she
leased. the dimple Juggling at the
corner of her beautiful little mouth
Il suppose III have to make the
best of you" Jack retorted. Then,
to the waiter. THE check? Oh,
yes"
Ruth. watching his face because
she loved it so, saw frown pass
quickly over it as his eyes scanned
the check. And again joy fled from
ner heart She tried to grasp its
flying wings: "Oh, no! Jack isn't
stingyl Why, he's the soul Of gen.
crosby. I've seen him tip Lefty
and the elevator boys"
She turned away her eyes, lest she
see that the tip was small. She
could not have borne that-not to-
day!
your brief case, sirl" the waiter
called to Jack as he and Ruth we're
leaving.
Jack accepted the heavy bag with
muttered thanks and Ruth thought
he looked at it with distaSte-diS-
gust even.
1.-THE poor dear doesn't want to
work, but feels that he has to, now
that he's an engaged man, planning
to get married." she deduced, trying
to recapture JOY. "Of course! That's
why the bill diSn1ayed him. He
wants to save for our home-noW. !"
At the theater Jack refused the
Singsong offer, Check your hat and
coat and bag, sir. Check your hat
and with curt mol" And he
nursed the heavy bag on his knees
during the entire performance of
the play.
The show they had chosen so
happily the night before, when
making their plans, proved a dis
appointment. 1t was a murder mys-
terry, with the action taxing place in
a courtroom.
Ruth had wanted to see it because
of her familiarity with the law and
with trial procedure, but unfortun-
ateIy the district attorney looked
something like her father, who had
lost his life in courtroom, and
during the second act she burst into
tears and cried so hard that people
around them looked at her with
impatient disapproval.
II think we'd better duck the rest
of this" Jack urged, his mouth
tight and grim. 81 never realized
I'm not enjoying it any better than
you are, darling. I've already
guessed who the murderer is any,
way-pretty obvious, and it's rather
a sordid way to spend our big
afternoon"
mo, let's stay" Ruth choked. "I
Il want you to get your moneys
worth"
When she had said it she could
have bitten out her tongue. Her
only excuse was that by this time
she was SO nervous and ill--she
must be taking dreadful cold!-
that she hardly knew what she was
saying.
THEY sat through the third act,
l. hands touching only once.
And she had dreamed all morning
of that glorious opportunity for
holding hands!
Lets go to the savings bank first
then on to my apartment for din
ner," Ruth suggested, almost timid-
ly, when they left the theater. II
want to cook for you-to get into
practice"
That's the spirit" Jack ap-
plauded, but the smile on his lips
scarcely touched his eyes. What
oh, what had happened? Ruth
wondered desperately.
But in the bank, open Saturday
afternoons for savings bank deposit
tors. he seemed more himself
again, teasing her about her thrift
tiness, and calamity relieving her
of her handbag while she made out
her deposit slip and endorsed her
salary check.
"Peeking TO see what kind of lip
stick L use?" she laughed at him,
when she left the teller'S window.
Jack closed her little brown
leather handbag and flushed as If
he had been caught in the act of
stealing. Gust curious to see what
a girl stuffs into a handbag" he
grinned at her.