The Indianapolis times. [volume] (Indianapolis [Ind.]) 1922-1965, 1930-07-11

me something. Let me hear that
defense"
Defense against what?' she
asked. You say that you saw me
in a taxicab today. You say that
you called out to me, that 1 heard
you, locked at you and recognized
you. If I tell you that you are ut
terly and completely mistaken, will
you believe me?"
I'm not likely to be mistaken in
my identification of my own wife,"
he said. "Of course I won't believe
YOU. You ask me to take your word
against the evidence of my senses"
Aren't the senses frequently
mistaken"
If a man carries before him the
picture of his wife; if a mans every
thought has to do with her we'll
being; if he is in the depths Of
misery because of her treatment q
him: and, if despite that treatment,
he knows that she is the only wom-
an he can ever love; if he has treas
ured each gesture, each expression,
each note of her VOICES he likely
to be mistaken about her? Is he apt
to think that another woman is she?
Do you actually deny that you weA
in that taxicab?"
It do" she told him. Il have told
you the exact truth about where l
was today"
And. Of course, you're lying he
said harshly.
"DUT even if 1 were-and I'm not
D by what right can you as
sumo all that you have assumed?
You say that a man vas with me.
You admit you didn't see the man,
and vet o are certain that it was
Phil Jennings. And having assumed
that much. you assume still more.
You charge me with infldelity to
you"
His sheer was an unpleasant thing
to see. 1t changed his whole face.
And yet to her who loved him the
ugliness of his expression somehow
warmed her heart.
What lesser charge could 1
make? Do you expect me to believe
that a woman of your temperament
has kept herself as remote from her
lover as she has from her husband?
MY God, if 1 thought that I'd
have less respect for you than I
have now! A woman who plays
with fire as you have done, and yet
is afraid of the touch Of flame,
would be less than the woman of
the street that you are.
so you want me to believe that
Jennings wasn't with you? Then
who was with you? Have you man.
aged to forget him? Have you &C
quired another lover2"
I tell you that you didn't see me,
that I "a with no one" she de-
clared.
And once again I tell you that
you iiei' he exclaimed.
Then there doesn't seem any,
thing more TO be said on the sub
ject, does there?"
Mop The strain was beginning
to tell On him; his voice rose
slightly. Il think there's a great
deal TO be said. Ny wife is carry
ing on a fragrant affair with an
other man"
What conceit men havel" she in
terrupted him.
"Conceit?"
CHE had to fence with him. Al
- though he had not seen Jen-
nings, Cynthia was as certain as he
that Jennings had been Eleanor's
companion in the taxicab. She
must not let him do anything to-
night that would precipitate mat
tiers.
Now that she knew Eleanor was
alive and in New York. she felt
more confidence in Tom Sanver's
ability TO find his Grant daughter.
She had gone too far in protection
of Eleanor to abandon her now
without an effort in her behalf.
"Concsit. yes. If a man can't
have a woman it can be only be-
cause she prefers another man. 1t
never can be because one man is
distaSteful to her"
I'VE aren't talking distractions, /"
he jeered. We're talking about a
definite. specific matter"
You mean a matter that you say
is definite and specific, but which
I have denied absolutely"
The denial Of a cocotte," he said.
Don't you think this scene has
been carried far enough?" she
asked.
Il want it to come to a conclu-
sive end" he stated.
Exactly what do you mean By
that7n she inquired.
II mean that you've not merely
made me ridiculous TO myself. but
you've sham& me. Ara you mad