The Indianapolis times. [volume] (Indianapolis [Ind.]) 1922-1965, 1930-02-19
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4 Knight looked up smiling at
his secretary, who sat with dicta-
ton notebook on one corner of his
desk. We'll, it isn't going to be
long now, hope, before I'll be get
ting into the Office myself and save
you all these suburban trips"
Miss Topper met Knights smile
with one in which maternal tender
ness and the respect due an en-
ployer were mingled.
Il do hope you'll be back at your
desk soon," she answered. Every
one in the Office is anxious to see
you. But you know it isn't any
bother at all for me 20 come out
here. II don't mind in the least"
She had barely saved herself from
adding that she enjoyed the init
macy of working with Arthur
Knight here in his home. 1t would
have been a truthful statement, but
she decided the words seemed. too
personal
AS though any thought at all of
Kathryn Tupper'S concerning her
employer was not personal after she
had worked with the man and for
him for fifteen years!
The private secretary had not
forgiven Knight for marrying his
attractive young wife, but she was
like an indulgent elder viewing a
willful child. She preferred to
think his errors were the fault of
others.
Now she folded her notebook and
| collected the papers she was to take
back to~the city.
That's all very WE'LL" Knight
assured her. Just the same 1
know coming ou+ here is nuisance.
Well. strictly va confidence. I've
made Sheppard promise to let me
out of the house next week"
"Oh, I'm so glad!"
There was no doubt of that. Miss
Tupper's voice, more clearly than
her words, expressed delight.
Don't suppose I'll get into town
the first day, but it's start. Lord
Seems as though I've been cooped
up in this house for ten years."
You've always been so active"
mTmured the secretary. But you
must turn over new leaf now!
You can't keep on going this siren
uouS pace"
Knight interrupted. His fore
head wrinkled in a frown.
Miss Topper" he said, Il want
your frank opinion. Will you be
honest with me? Tell me, do you
think I've aged in the last few
months?"
"Why-oh, my. no! I didn't mean
that, Mr.. Knight! Oh, 1 hope you
didn't think 1 meant anything like
that. It's just that you aren't as
strong as you were. mean, you
mustn't let yourself get tired"
He smiled at her confusion.
I'm afraid you're clubbing. Well,
no matter I certainly mustn't
keep you any longer now. You'll
be out tomorrow
She said she would arrive at the
usual time next day. Then Miss
Topper picked up her brief case
and went out into the hallway,
where Harriet brought her wraps.
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/ A FTER she had gone, Knight
N continued to sit slumped back
in his desk chair Tony found him
in the same position fifteen minutes
later. She came in radiantly to in
vite her father to tea.
Tea for an invalid?" he asked
DO you think it's quite proper?"
You're not an invalid. mister
You're the horny-handed son of
toll! Haven't you been working all
afternoon? Too bad Miss Tupper's
gone. isn't it? She might have liked
a cup of tea"
Knight followed his daughter into
the living room. No one else was
about.
where's Judith?" he asked
quickly.
"Oh, I don't know. In the city. ]
suppose. She's been making lot
of trips in town lately, hasn't She?'
Tony was as casual in her manner
as were her words. Harriet entered
with the tea tray and placed it on a
table conveniently near. Then she
filled the cups and served the plate
/ of cakes.
knight slipped his tea, looking
bored. Tony put down her cup and
perched on the edge of he fathers
chair.
"Darling's tired, isn't hep" she
! crooned.
Knight shook his head.
Yes. he is. He's tired and fed
up with this stuffy old place. What
you need is lot of people around