The Indianapolis times. [volume] (Indianapolis [Ind.]) 1922-1965, 1930-06-16

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her in a moment"
The simple ruse was effective.
Mary went to the head of the bed
and opened little cabinet in the
wall. Even in this moment of stress
Cynthia was able to note the added
touch of luxury.
For instead of shiny black utili-
tartan instrument, the maid pro-
duced a gilded receiver which blend
ed with the rose motif Of the room.
Mrs. Carey is right here" said
Mary.
Evidently Eleanor-Cynthia knew
that no one else would telephone
and give the name of Cynthia
made. some answer. For a look Of
complete bewilderment appeared on
the face of the maid.
The strain of conversation with
Carey and SAWYER had dulled the
edge of Cynthia's wit or she would
have guessed the reason for the
maids expression. But, without
knowing why, she felt quick alarm,
and so she crossed to the bed and
took the receiver from the maid.
This is Eleanor" she said.
The voice that answered was
cautiously lowered.
Can Mary hear? Better send
her from the room"
Alert, new emergency sharpen
ing her wit as knives are renewed
by honing, Cynthia turned to Mary
Stand outside the door; some of
my friends might follow me up
here. Shut the door and tell them
that I've left with my husband"
She had no idea of the etiquette
of wedding breakfasts. She had
never attended one before, nor had
she read anything about them.
Whether or not rich and fashion
able folk were as boisterous az
guests at small town wedding she
didn't know. Judging by the way
she had been mauled around down
stairs, it was a fair assumption tha'
some of the guests would go tt
almost any length to prevent the
bride and bridegroom from enjoying
surreptitiouS departure.
Anyway, the maid seemed to f1nt
nothing unreasonable in her orders
The door closed behind her.
"She can't hear now. But where
are you? Why aren't you here?"
ANY one suspect anything?" Ell
eanor countered with a question.
Not yet. But any minute
when are you coming?" Cynthia
was hard put to it to keep her vocit
lowered.
my dear, you're splendid. But
you must keep it up a while longer.
said Eleanor.
Cynthia gasped. you're COM
pletely mad. Your husband wants
to leave now any second"
Then you must put him of" de.
clared Eleanor.
But 1 can't. He'll insist, anc
I'll have to tell him"
"You won't do that" Eleanor'I
voice was confident.
THAT hatred toward Eleanor
Il which Cynthia had felt little
while ago, as she talked with the
husband whom Eleanor was betray.
ing. burst into full fury now:
''How do you know I won't d.
that? Have you any idea what &
dreadfully wicked thing you arr
doing? It's been bad enough so far
but to let it go on longer"
'Phil is out of his head" inter.
rupted Eleanor.
"And so are you," retorted Gym
thia.
But I mean raving" explained
Eleanor. IF I leave him, he'll die
] The nurse says so; so does TIT
doctor"
"And your duty to him offsets an,
obligation due the man you mar
riedP"
We've been all over that, ant
you said you'd stand by me- pleadeC
Eleanor.
II did a dreadful thing, and
shall always hate myself for dolni
it." said Cynthia. But I'm not go
ing to continue it." Her voice rose
Don't you understand what In
telling you? Your husband want
re to leave this house with hin
now. What am going to do?"
GO with him." Eleanor answered
Are you wicked enough to mag
inc"
Eleanor interrupted her indig'
nant question:
Listen. my dear. Daddy Ton
must have told you about the house
he's given US"
Not ten minutes ago. How die
you know?"
Eleanor's amused laugh wa
shocking to the ears Of Cynthia
1t was as though the other girl hae
no faint conception Of the enormit.
: If ff4n thing she was doing