The Indianapolis times. [volume] (Indianapolis [Ind.]) 1922-1965, 1930-11-04

I againl AS for shieldSyour ac-
luaintance with him is ended"
"Fatherl You wouldn t-you
don't mean thatl"
II certainly do mean every word
Of It'll I insist upon It'll You are
not to see this young man again"
Anger and dismay filled the
girls eyes as she stared at him.
Slowly Celia shook her head.
you've no right to say such a
thing. You don't understand.
Why-you wouldn't even talk TO
Barney a minute. Oh, how can you
be so unjust!'
She turned to hide the tears
that would not stay back. John
Mitchell did not trust himself to
Gpeak.
The man waited an instant. then
said in low voice
we can't stay here. Come-I'll
get a cab"
Celia dried her eyes and walked
along slowly, but she would not
look at her father A fresh out
break Of tears seemed imminent.
Neither of them spoke. They came
to the drive and Mitchell signaled
cab. The driver halted and the
two got in. Mitchell gave the adj
dress of Mrs. Parsons apartment.
He would have delayed converse
ton, but Cela's weeping was
ended. Indignation succeeded cha
grin.
4 have a right to choose my
awn friends!" she said determin-
edly. Barney Shields is a fine
young man. When you know him
better, you'll see. that I'm right"
I'VE will not discuss the subject
further now"
Mitchell's tone was so heated that
the girl looked at him. His jaw was
set and his eyes gazed stonily
ahead, but his lips twitched. Celia's
brave show of resistance dwindled.
She never had seen her father so
angry.
They reached the apartment.
With rapidly beating pulse Celia en-
tered the building, rode to the
twenty second floor, handed Mitch
ell her key and waited until he
opened the door.
She took off her hat, tossed it
aside and walked into the living
room. Her father followed. There
was an oninous warning in his calm
manner.
Suddenly Celia turned.
'All right" she said, what is it
you're going to say"
John Mitchell approached to with
in, foot of her. Just this" he
spoke slowly, that you'll obey me
and do as I say or you'll leave. Do
you understand that?"
1t was not what Celia had expect
ed. Mitchell's voice trembled with
suppressed violence.
Il do want to obey you, father!"
VOU'LL not only want to in the
4 future, but you will! Is that
clear? All right, then. Now I want
you to answer this question, and if
you don't do it truthful1y I warn
you I'll know it. Where did you
meet this young man you call Bar
ney Shields?"
"In Baltimore. He lived next
door 20 us. Mother knows him, too,
and she likes him.
"Your mother? You're telling the
truth now?"
"Of counsel oh, father, how can
you talk like that? I don't lie!"
you'll admit you were deceiving
me. Is there any difference? c.
liza, will you swear that this young
man is not an associate of Tod Jor-
dams, the man I forbade you to
see?"
She was startled. Then, after an
instant's hesitation the girl said:
"Barney's never even seen Tod
Jordan" The minute the words
were out of her mouth Celia looked
confused She remembered that
Barney had seen Jordan the day
they were in the store together Her
embarrassment was not lost on
Mitchell.
Never even seen him, eh?" her
father continued. Suddenly his
face came close to the girls. You'll
not deny that you've seen him,
though
you'll not deny that you've
broken. the promise you gave me
when I warned you that Jordan
was a scoundrel! You'll not deny
that, will you?"
Involuntarily Celia shrank back.
She put one hand to her face.
"I've-seen him, yes!" The
words were barely above a muir
muir.
sol Your solemn promise was
nothing but a lie. How do you ex-
pect me to believe anything you
tell me2 How can I trust you?
do you think I am spending
money on you, trying to surround
you with the right kind of friends
and give you every advantage if
this is to be the result? Do you
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