The Indianapolis times. [volume] (Indianapolis [Ind.]) 1922-1965, 1930-02-26
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in Hamilton remembers John Max
well, it must be you, Clorinda. Every
one was sure you were going to
marry him"
Don't be an idiot, Lily" Mrs.
Berkeley interrupted sharply, with
a venomous glance at her sister-in-
law. "Clorinda never was engaged
to John Maxwell. 1t was simply one
of those boy-and-girl brushes, wasn't
it, Clorinda darling?"
1T was mott" Clorinda said clear
ly CURLY. her nostrils quivering and
her black eyes blazing briefly upon
her mother.
1t was Mrs. Lambert's exquisite
tact which lifted the dinner party
out of its nightmarish quality.
Isn't she precious?" Gigi whis-
pered softly to Dundee. II simply
adore her. When she first came 1
tried to be exactly like her, but
of course, I'm really not lady. and
never can be one, so it was no 60
and fish herself told me to go
right on being myself.
she says that in real society you
can be as frank and eccentric as
you want to be, specially if you're a
member of the younger generation
and it's just considered a swell line"
do you want to go into So
ciety'?" Dundee led her on.
L suppose I'll have to-" Gigi
replied gloomingly. For years they
have been shooting the works at me
in ritzy schools and camps.
Il can ride and shoot and swim
and hunt, play tennis and golf, but
i can't spit curve in the wind"
she added with mock grief. Say,
would you dope it out that Clorinda
and Mr.. Crosby are in love with
each other?
They don't look it, though Mr..
Crosby is the most chivalrous-act-
ing thing I ever saw-and if there's
one of those electric currents vi.
brating between them, like you real
about in novels, can't feel It'll"
TITO himself Dundee admitted:
Il Neither can l." but Mrs. Ben
jamin Smiths tactless remark ex-
planned at least half of the stu
alton.
And, undoubtedly, the Berkeley
millions explained Seymour CroSby's
conduct quite fully. And Dundee
was sorry, for he could not help
liking that tall, slim, exquisite with
the sad, gentle, brown eyes.
Gentle? That might be a strange
word to appl yto Seymour Crosby,
if certain whispered things were
true. -.
The butler, at an imperious sig
nal from his mistress, was advanc-
ing from the sideboard, with the
napkin-wrapped champagne bottle
in his hands, when Dundee, to his
surprise, saw George Berkeley coun-
termand his wifes order by a stern
and unmistakable gesture.
Wicket heSitated and involuntar-
lily looked toward Mrs. Lambert for
guidance. Dundee switched puzzled
blue eyes to the social secretary and
saw her move her silver crowned
head slightly in the negative.
Perhaps Mrs. Berkeley had failed
to see her husbands gesture; at any
rate, it was upon poor Mrs. Lambert
that she opened The walls of her
easy wrath.
'Obey me instantly, Wicket! Fill
up the champagne glasses all
around. And kindly remember in
future that I, and not Mrs. Lam
bert, am mistress of this house!
"Of course I realize, dear Mrs.
Lambert, that it may be natural for
Wicket to forget that you are no
longer his employer, but I really
must ask you not to forget again!"
Fill mine to the grim, Wickett!"
young Dick Berkeley cried, his voice
reckless with disgust.
"Oh, I hate us ALI" Gigi wills
pered fiercely to Dundee. How
Mother dareS speak like that to Mrs.
Lambert! I know the poor darling
would leave in a l..inute If she
weren't so poverty-poor - And
Wicket would walk right out. too,
if it weren't that he adores fish.
HE was her butler for years and
years before she lost all her money,
you know. F.. Oh, this is terrible
party, and something tells me it's
going to be worse before it's over!"
And Bonnie Dundee silently
agreed with her.