The Indianapolis times. [volume] (Indianapolis [Ind.]) 1922-1965, 1930-11-07
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do you think the woman who
runs the place-the one who's out
of town-really may know any
thing?"
Il don't know" Celia admitted.
They we're going to give me her
address, but I forgot"
well, that's a start Is there a
telephone in this place? You might
call the shop now and get that adj
dress"
Celia jumped up eagerly. Her
father was so confident, so Sef-re-
liant. It was wonderful to feel that
he had taken command and that
there was something she could do.
The telephone was public one,
placed in the entrance hall. Celia
caught up her purse and hurried
out to make the call. In five min
utes she was back again with a
Toronto address written on slip Of
paper.
Her father was talking to Mrs.
Schultz when Celia returned. There
was nothing in what the custodian
told him that Celia had not heard
already. He took the paper Celia
gave him, folded it ard placed it in
a vest pocket,
rs there any one else in the
place-any friend Of Mrs. Rogers
who you think might have heard
from her?"
Mrs. Schultz shook her head en-
phatically.
"She don't make friends with no
odyl" she said. She's a good
woman, but she don't never make
friends with nobody. Just say
good morning and nice day and
something like that, but she don't
tell nobody what she's goin' to do"
Il see." A few more questions and
Mitchell turned to the girl. Don't
you think we had better be leav-
ing?" he said. Mrs. Schultz has
been very kind, but we must not inn
pose upon her. Get your things to-
gether and I'll order a cab"
Celia went to the bedroom, where
she had left her travelling bag. A
glance in the indistinct mirror over
the dressing table showed her how
completely she had forgotten her
appearance.
The red-rimmed eyes were swol-
len. Her hair was unkempt and
there was a glossy shine on her
nose. Even her frock was rum
pied.
CHE went 10 the bathroom and
- bathed her eyes with cold water.
Then she combed her hair, got out
cosmetics and used them lightly.
Some of the wrinkles in her dress
were removed by brushing. She was
still far from cheerful, but more
presentatble figure when she reap
peared in the living room.
Mrs. Schultz shook Celia'S hand
heartily as the goodbys were said.
You're nice girl and you got fine
papa" she said. Some day when
your mamma come back you come
to see me again, huh?"
"Oh, yes! Well comet
The girl smiled. Mitchell picked
up her travelling bag and they left
the house.
Better have something to eat,
hadn't we?" he suggested. Have
you had lunch?"
Celia had not. Her father con-
suited a railway time table and
pointed out a train they could take
conveniently. The suggestion reused
the girl.
But father!" she exclaimed, Il
can't go back to New York;"
Why not?"
Where will I go? I can't stay
with Mrs. Parsons any longer. She
she doesn't like mel"
Nonsense. That's ridiculous!"
"Oh, but it isn't! I know she
doesn't. She couldn't
Evelyn is very anxious to have
you return. She told me so. You
must put that notion out of youl
headf"
But I couldn't, after what she
said to mel"
There, therel" Mitchell inter
rupted. I'VE Won't talk about it
OF course. you're coming back tx
New York.
Celia was in no mood for argu-
ment. She was tired and weak anc
eager to believe that everything
really would be all right.
Her fathers aggressive way Of
taking over the situation made he1
reliant on him. Besides, he hao
promised to find her mother.
They reached the hotel and Celia
waited while Mitchell dispatched two
messages. Then they went into the
dining room and ordered subStan-
tial luncheon.
Celia was young and now that The
emotional crisis of the last twenty
four hours was ended she discovered
she was famished. AS they ate hel
father talked. He asked Celia wher
she had left New York, how Sht
had spent the evening before, bu
he made no criticism.
Mrs. Parsons had discovered thu
girls absence, he said, at 10 o'clock