The Indianapolis times. [volume] (Indianapolis [Ind.]) 1922-1965, 1930-10-03

thing of a cat It's just as well
to know that if you're going to be
around her much She's got the
idea now that I'm interested III
you"
There was a pause, timed ro-
mantically, then Jordan added soft
~, there's someone else not very
far away I wish I could persuade
to believe the same thing"
Celia was on her feet
Excuse me, please" she said. Z
almost forgotl There's something
want to speak to Iisi about"
Then, with her heart pounding,
she hurried away. Celia could not
risk coming under Tod Jordan's
spell again. His presence made her
feel guilty.
She avoided him the rest of the
evening. This, she was bit sur
prised to learn, was not difficult.
Jordan did not even ask her to
dance again.
Celia joined Lisi and Walter
Carr, who was describing his expe-
rtences as an amateur airplane
pilot Lisi declared she too was
going to enter a flying school.
Already she had a fund of tech
meal information and asked Carr
a great many questions.
The radio program switched
from dance music to a monologue,
and someone in disgust turned it
off. Jordan had been dancing with
Kate Duncan. Now they joined the
group.
Listen" Lisi looked up irnpul-
sively. THE party's getting stale.
I knoW what let's do-let's go
swimmingl"
But Lisil" demonstrated her
sister. cts midnight"
What of it? It's only two miles
to the club. And there won't be
crowd around I want a swiml
Who else is going?"
COURTNEY BROOKS and Web
ster we're enthusiastic over
this idea. There was some discus
sion and then the two men were
off to get cars.
Celia Mitchell, who had been
listening in alarm, looked about for
Mrs. Parsons. She was chatting
with Jordan, apparently content to
see here guests take entertainment
into their own hands.
Celia edged away. When the OPP
portunity came before the cars had
arrived, she touched Mrs. Parsons
arm.
Il think I'll slip upstairs" she
said 1T will be all right if I
don't go with the others, won't it?
I'm really sleepy"
Just as you wish, of course"
Then I'll say good night now"
Celia disappeared. A little later
from her upstairs room she heard
shouts of laughter and then the
sound of the cars going down the
driveway.
So this was a fashionable house
partyl The evening had been Moth
ing at all as Celia had imagined it
beforehand. She stood by the win
dow a moment looking out at the
bright moonlight.
Then she went to the dressing
table, slipped her lovely pink frock
from her shoulders and presently
was ready for bed.
With her cl1iffoo negligee about
her, Celia perched on the foot of
the bed, feet curled beneath her.
She took Barney's letter from her
purse and spread out the pages.
Then she re-read the whole letter
carefully.
Barneyl'' she whispered softly
when she had finished. ooh, Bar
neyl"
For a long time Celia sat look
ing at the crumpled envelope
Finally she folded the pages, tucked
them away and put the letter again
in her purse. After that she turned
the light out and slipped into bed.
She lay with her eyes open, star
ing UP at the black ceiling. There
was so much in this new world that
Celia Mitchell did not understand
She vent to sleep at last, but it
was not Barney Shields the girl
was thinking of as she dropped of
to slumber. 1t was Tod Jordan
and that unforgettahle moment in
the moonlight
=
xXTHEN Celia came downstairs
w next morning. wearing the
little white tennis frock Mrs. Par
son had bought for her, there was
no one else in sight.
Hilda. the maid she had seen the
day before, told her that breakfast
was ready. Celia went into the
dining room and Hil1s fought her
fruit. toast and coffee.
After that Celia wandered out on
the big porch. It was after
O'Clock. but she saw no one. The
garden was beautiful in the sun
light.
Celia followed the cohbletone
path. pausing to watch the gold
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