The Indianapolis times. [volume] (Indianapolis [Ind.]) 1922-1965, 1930-10-04
CHAPTER TWENTY


WOUR fathers going to be here
i for luncheon" Mrs. Parsons
said briskly. He telephoned. I
should think he'd be here almost
any time now"
Celia said she was glad he could
come early. Privately she wondered
how John Mitchell would fit into
this crowd of curious, careless young
people. Her father still was as dis
tant an acquaintance as he had
been the day she arrived in New
York.
It was hot and LiSi Duncan, who
had won the last set of tennis, de-
clared she was simply wrecked"
She tumbled into a porch chair,
calling for ice water.
Kate, her sister, appeared in a
French window and eyed Lisi dis
approvingly. Kate wore lounging
pajamas of orchid silk printed in
beige and green. She looked hab-
itually as though she just had
turned from a mirror.
Eve Brooks was wearing paja-
mas, too, an orange and black out
fit. For wonder she was sitting
beside her husband, who was read
ing the newspaper sports section.
No one mentioned attendance at
church. Celia wondered what might
be next on the days program.
They heard the sound of car
coming up the drive, and Evelyn
Parsons hurried out to meet her
guest. Celia would have come, too,
but Mrs. Parsons waved her aside.
A few minutes later she heard
Mitchell's voice in the living room.
Celia went inside.
Good morning. father" she said.
Morning, Celia Look as though
Long Island agreed with you
"Oh, it does. indeedF Evelyn
Parsons spoke up quickly. Really,
I hope you'll let this daughter OF
yours consider hardwood her sec
ond home. She's been the belle Of
the party"
It wasn't true, of course. Kate
Duncan would be the belle of any
group in which she appeared, but
Mitchell seemed pleased.
It occurred to Celia she had not
realized before how good looking
her father was. In white flannels
and blue coat he appeared younger.
Celia inquired politely about her
grandmother. Then Evelyn Parsons
said gaily:
Run along back to your young
men. Celia. I'm going to take your
father to see the new lily pool.
We've just time before luncheon"
Slightly resenting this dismissal,
Celia went back to the porch. She
did not see her father again until
the meal was announced.
Then he sat at Mrs. Parsons right
at the head of the table. and Celia
was at the opposite side with several
others between them
CHE saw very little of Tod Jordan
- that afternoon. There was
some discussion whether the after
noon should be spent watching ten
mis- matches at the club (the third
ranking national player was to play
an exhibition MATCH or whether
they should all drive to the big fly
ing field. where elaborate -maneu-
vers we're to be staged.
In the end it was decided to do
both. Young Carr, who had a
pilots license; Eve Brooks. and Jor-
dan set off for the aviation field.
The others went to see the tennis.
Celia, Lisi Duncan and Jimmie
Webster departed . in WebSter'S
roadster. Kate Duncan and Brooks
drove with Mitchell and Mrs. Par
sons IN the latter's closed car.
Though the third ranking tennis
champion was in excellent form,
Celia Mitchell did not enjoy her
self. Every one about her was cnat-
ting and visiting
Lisi Duncan constantly was being
hailed by young and old. She
seemed to know every one. to have