The Indianapolis times. [volume] (Indianapolis [Ind.]) 1922-1965, 1930-07-24

able walking gown of velvet.
Patricia's heart had sunk at the
first glimpse of her, but she was
beginning to think the tall, aWk-
ward young creature not such hope
less material, after all. Beatrice
was like her mother; she had a
smooth, colorless skin, silky, rather
lifeless hair of taffy-yellow, and
wide mouth that she necessarily
rouged. She carried a rouge-stick
in her purse and used it without
the slightest self consciousness.
She had expensive clothes, but
wore them badly and at the wrong
times. She had come back from
school full of buoyant chatter, tales
of herself and her youthful tri-
umphs, plans for her first social
winter. For two or three days even
her mother and brother had been
affected by her gay self-confidence.
This was a week ago, however.
Since then Beatrice had telephoned
old acquaintance, had paid call
or two. At first she very distinctly
had indicated that she wished to
make these calls alone; later she
had asked her mother to join her,
and had been angry at that lady'S
helpless refusal.
She had asked imperative ques-
tons about the Country Woman's
Club and the Entire Nous dances,
had been bewildered and silent after
her brothers brief replies.
Beatrice was clever and she had
seen social aspirants snubbed in
Deerbridge before this. She might
rage and writhe under rapidly grow
ing conviction, but she faced it
honestly. They were deliberately
cutting her.
1t was during the first humilia-
ton of this discovery that her moth
er and her brother had introduced
/ Patricia'S name. Dan, knowing his
sister, put the case plainly. Miss
CheSebrough was interested. She
was confident that she could man
age Beatrice'S first winter success
fully. She already had taken up the
matter of the Entire Nous
We'll, she can't get me in therel"
Beatrice had interrupted scornful-
ly. Il hate them all, anyway! But
1 don't care. If you and mamma
are so crazy about it, I don't care
what dol"
And in this manageable frame of
mind Patricia had planted her first
lessons. She had filed the girls
day. French, riding, walking, les
sons in bridge and charities-Bea-
trice must take them al in turn.
The jewelry that Beatrice loved
must be foregone for time, even
the "di'mon' larvaleer," as Mrs.
Palmer called it, that had cost $500.
DATRICIA and Beatrice walked
Il downtown together in the au-
tumn afternoons while the Palmer
cars stood idle. They shopped, went
into the club for tea. They were
always pressed for time. Such in
Productions as took place we're brief.
You know Miss Palmer, Margaret"
Patricia would say casually to a
friend; I'VE are running away. Come,
Beatrice. we're late now!"
Bewildered but impressed, Beatrice
accepted her guidance. Secretly, she
adored Patricia with the hopeless
ache Of eighteen for twenty-seven.
Outwardly. she sulked, as she was
sulking this morning.
Il wish you'd give these notices
to the papers, Mr.. Palmer" Patri-
cha said in a busineSslike tone. 1--WE
said that Miss Beatrice Palmer will
make her formal bow to society at
large tea, early in the new year.
That gives us time. Now. the next
thing to arrange is the Hutchinson
portrait. think he will do it."
Il thought he was going away?"
Beatrice said, with reluctant inter-
est.
He is. But his sister is to play in
the little vaudeville sketch for three
or four weeks" Patricia explained,
so that the New York plan is put
of. And by the way, Mr.. Hutchin-
son has given me a guest card for
the Bachelors Mardi Gras dance,
so that's settled"
Already" Dan said, with a tri-
umphant look at his sister.
That isn't until March" Patricia
reminded him. land unless we can
manage the other things, it won't do
us much good"
Il can wear this in my portrait"
Beatrice consoled herself, fondly
1tudying a photograph Of herself in
her presentation gown.
why not wear the pretty blue
thing yos had on last night9" Pa