The Indianapolis times. [volume] (Indianapolis [Ind.]) 1922-1965, 1930-06-27

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the Ritz. But it looked sWagger
to be seen lounging around the
expensive hostelry, so Bonnie
thought, and accordingly he spent
many pleasant half hours there.
What a sap I was, and what a
wonder she didn't have me
pinched!" Bonnie said to himself
ten minutes later as he crossed
Sixth avenue. Then recollection
made him stop in the middle of the
street. A truck driver narrowly
avoided running over him and a
policeman lectured him on the peril
of jaywalking.
But. safe on the sidewalk, Ben
MES mind still busted itself with q
question: Why had this Mrs. Ca
rey been frightened at seeing him,
at having him speak to her? And
why had her eyes lighted with
recognition?
Bonnie puzzled over this matter
for some time. Maybe, he con-
cluded, there'd be something in it
for Bonnie. after all. He couldn't
see how or why just yet, but a wise
guy is a wise guy, and Bonnie knew
that he was wise.
Meanwhile Cynthia also was pro-
ceeding westward across town. She
had been aware that Bonnie fol-
lowed her through the lounge of the
hotel, and had been more grateful
for the arrival of Randolph Cur
wood than she could have told.
While Curwood spoke to her she
knew that Bonnie listened, and with
each word that Tessie'S husband
uttered she knew that her danger
was lessening.
But when she left the hotel she
already had decided on a course
of action. She had been too con-
cerned with Eleanor to give any
thought to Cynthia Brown. I'm
familiar with theatrical ways as she
was, her brief experience with the
Zogbaum show had nevertheless
taught her that one chorus girl more
or less makes little difference to a
big and spectacular production.
However, she had been extremely
careless in not taking measures be-
fore this to cover up all traces OF
Cynthia Brown.
CUPPOSE that zogbaum's press
~ agent had thought of making a
great TODD over the disappearance
of one of the chorus girls? Investi-
CATION might have been started
that might have led to disclosure
of her representation.
Fortunately on the very day that
the show opened Cynthia had paid
her rent for month in advance.
But if by any chance doubt as to
her identity fingered in the mind
of Bonnie Thompson, and if he
should let his doubts urge him into
action, such action would inevita-
bly, lead to her apartment on West
Forty-eighth street.
| The thing for her to do was to
pay visit to her fiat at once, make
some explanation as to her pro-
longed absence, terminate her lease,
remove her few personal effects and
blot Cynthia Brown out of eXtence.
She would have taken a taxi, but
after tipping the waiter she had
only a dollar and a half left. She
and Dean had not yet discussed
| financial matters. At home there
VS. still enough money in the bag
she had forgotten to bring with her
today to pay incidental taxi fares
for some time to come.
But she must visit Eleanor's bank
explain the mythical injury to her
right hand, and arrange to get
funds. But that was in the future
Just now she had enough money
to transport herself and her one
trunk, a tiny one, away from the
apartment. But she must walk
now.
Heated despite the touch of spring
in the air. she arrived at the build
I ing on Forty eighth street. The
Negro telephone clerk looked at heI
incuriouSly. He had gone in fol
sleight of hand now, and was
mastering some trick with coin.
She diverted his attention for q
moment by asking him to summon a
taxi, stating that she was giving ur
her apartment and would need aio
in taking her trunk downstairs.
Send a man up in twenty min
utes," she ordered.
TN her living room she busiec
Il herself with her trunk. Pitifully
few by comparison with the ward
robe in her bedroom closets at the
Carey house were the garment:
here. She looked at them distaste-
fully.
With a touch of horror she
realized that three weeks Of lux
ury, Of maids attentions, Of ar