The Indianapolis times. [volume] (Indianapolis [Ind.]) 1922-1965, 1930-12-25
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lives, dies and leaves her the for
tune she has always promised her."
And Janet Raymond"
"Janet's father is pretty rich
owns a big wire fence factory, but
Janet has only a reasonable allow
ance," Penny answered. AS for
fne-I'm very rich; I get thirty-five
whole dollars week to support my
self and mother on"
Dundee remained thoughtfully
silent for a long minute. Then;
"All you girls are alumrae Of For
syte- n-the- Hudson. and Mia Selim
came here Immediately after she
had directed a Forsyte play.
Tell me, Penny-were any Of the
Hamilton girls ever in disgrace
while in the Forsyte SCHOOL,
Pennys face famed. I'm sorry
to disappoint you, but SC far as /
know there was never anything OF
the sort. OF course we all grad
uated different years, except Karen
and me, and I might not have heard
But mol" she denied vehemently.
There wasn't any scandal on a
Hamilton girl ever! I'm sure OF
i'll"
But her. very vehemence con-
WINGED Bonnie Dundee that she was
not at all sure.
He looked at his watch. Four
o'clock. BY this time Nita
Selirn was nothing more than a
little heap of gray ashes. Z.
I'm going out now, Penny, and
I shan't be, back today" he told
the girl who had returned to her
tipping. I'll telephone in about an
hour to sec if anything has come
up. BY the way, how do 1 get
to the Dunlap house?"
IT'S in the Brentwood section.
4 You know-that cluster of hills
around Mirror Lake. Most of the
crowd hike out there-the brakes.
the Mileses, the Beales, the Mar
shalls.
The Dunlap house stands Oh
the highest hill of all It's gray
stone, little like a French cha
teau. We used to live out there, too,
in a Coleman house my mothers
father built, but my father per-
suaded mother to sell when he went
into that Primrose Meadows ven
ture. The Raynonds bought it. +.
But why do you want to see Lois?"
Thanks much, Penny. I don't
know what 1 should do without
you," Dundee said, without answer
ing her question, and reached for
his hat.
After ten minutes of driving, the
last mile Of which had circled a
smooth silver coin of a lake, Dun
dee stopped his car and let his eyes
rove appreciatively.
He had made this trip the night
before to question Lydia, already in
stalled as nurse for the Miles chill
dren, but it had been too dark for
him to see much of this section con-
secrated to Hamiltons socially elect.
Georgian cottage" Spanish
hacienda, Italian villa, Tudor man
sion-that was the Miles home;
Colonial mansion where Penny had
once lived; gray stone chateau.
Not one of them blatantIy new or
marked with the dollar sign.
Dundee sighed a little enviously
as he turned his car into the wind
ing driveway that led up the highest
hill to the Dunlap home.
Lois Dunlap betrayed no surprise
when the butler led Dundee to the
flag-stoned upper terrace overlook
ing Mirror Lake, where she was
having tea with her three children
and their governess.
How do you do, Mr.. Dundee?
This is Miss Burden. My
three offspring-Peter the third,
Eleanor, and Bobby. Will you
please take the children to the play
room now, Miss Burden? Thank
you! -. Tea, Mr.. Dundee? Or shall
I order you a highball?"
Nothing. thanks Dundee an
swered, grateful for her friendli-
ness, but nonpulsed by it. Now for
the first time he felt sick distaste
for the profession he had chosen.
Its all over" Lois Dunlap said
in low voice, as the butler re-
treated. Lydia made her look very
beautiful. I thought it would
be rather horrible, having to see
her, as the poor child requested in
her note to Lydia, but I'm glad now
I did.
"She looked as sweet and young
and innocent as she must have been
when she first wore the royal blue
velvet" ~ &c.
TIN glad" Dundee said sincerely.
Then he leaned toward her across
the tea table. MRS. Dunlap, will you
please tell me just how you per-
suaded Mrs. Selim to come to Ham
ilton-so far from Broadway"
why, certainly" Lois Dunlap
answered, puzzled. But it really did
not take much persuasion after I
showed her some group photographs
we had made when we Forsyte girls
put on The Beggar's Opera here
last October-a benefit performance
for the Forsyte .alunnae scholar
ship fund"
With difficulty Dundee controlled
his excitement. May I see those
photographs, please?"
Ito Be Continued