The Indianapolis times. [volume] (Indianapolis [Ind.]) 1922-1965, 1930-10-27

/ ghetti with sauce and bowl of
cheese.
You're supposed to do it this
way Shields explained, wrapping
the spaghetti about his fork. This
diversion interrupted the CONVERSE
ton. Presently the young man
asked:
you care a lot for this fellow
Jordan, do your" His voice was low,
almost husky.
Celia nodded her head.
yes, Barney" she said.
There was no more talk on the
subject. Celia asked about her
mother, but Barney had little news
to give. He had seen Mrs. Rogers
a couple Of times after the girls
departure.
He had called to saay good-by be-
fore coming to New York, but there
had been no answer to his knock.
When Celia inquired about her
mothers health he answered that
Mrs. Rogers looked about the same
as usual"
It was not altogether satisfactory.
Il wish I could see her." the girl
said. you know how she is. If
anything was the matter she'd
never let any one know"
Shields tried to be comforting.
He inquired about the places Ce-
LA went and how she spent her
time.
''Ritzy, all right" he concluded.
We'll, you won't have much time
to waste on a guy like me-"
Don't say that, Barney. I want
to see you often"
"Oh, it's probably just as well If
you don't. I expect you're pretty
busy with this fellow Jordan TAX
ing you to parties and teas. Any
how, it'll take me while to-well,
sort of work things out"
They had dessert and black cof-
fee, and after they had finished
Shields took the girl in cab to the
station. Tt was early, but she was
anxious to reach hardwood before
there was any possibility that Mrs.
Parsons would be there.
when am going to see you
again?" she asked as they stood
together on the train platform.
Hard to tell. We have rather
irregular schedules, you know. I'll
be out at the races the rest of this
week, I guess" The young mans
indifference was a pose obvious even
to Celia.
"You might telephone"
Thanks, I'll try to-"
She said good-by, thanked him for
the dinner and entered the car. BY
the time she had found a seat and
looked out of the window Shields
had vanished.
Celia rode to her station feeling
that she had done the cruelest act
of her life. 1t hurt her to remember
Barney's face with his mouth such
straight, firm line and the smile
gone from his eyes. Barney wasn't
like that.
She got off the train, signaled
cab and arrived at hardwood be-
fore 8 O'Clock Mrs. Parsons was
still absent.
CELIA went upstairs to her room,
~ changed her dress for one of
rose net made with the quaint puff
sleeves and full skirt that gave her
an old-fashioned charm.
She put on her mothers locket
because it made Margaret Rogers
seem nearer to her. After that she
went down to wait for Evelyn.
She moved the radio dials until
the syncopated revelry of a night
club orchestra hoated into the
room. That was betterl Life-ac-
tion-shrill laughterl That was
what she needed.
Celia wished Tod Jordan would
come and take her somewhere. She
wanted to dance, to hear Jordan
make love to her and forget that
down deep in her heart something
was hurting. 1t couldn't be that
she loved Barney, of course. Barney
had never affected her with that
hypnotic spell she felt when Jordan
took her in his arms.
She had heen child without the
faintest notion of what love meant
when she promised to wait for Bar
ney Shields to make his fortune.
Jordan telephoned at 9 o'clock
and at the sound of his voice Celia,
forgot that she had been unhappy.
He had met friends and was unable
to get away for the evening, he said,
but would come to take her driving
the next afternoon.
Jordan added something that
made the girls cheeks flush. AS she
put down the telephone she was
singing softly.
A little later Evelyn arrived home.
She made haSty apologies. The
bridge tournament had been q dis
appointment because she and her
partner had lost. Mrs. Parsons was
an expert player and unable to &C
cept Losses at cards with good grace.