The Indianapolis times. [volume] (Indianapolis [Ind.]) 1922-1965, 1930-06-14

ITHIS was no ordinary man whom
Il Eleanor had married. Intellect,
character. and will were written on
his face, but beyond these qualities
she guessed at other things and
guessing marveled anew that Flea
nor could disdain the chance for
happiness with him.
Not-and she realized this-that
he had said anything of any great
import, but the little he had said
was most Illuminating to her.
Why? Disturbingly she asked
herself this question.
She was grateful for Sanver's in
terruption of their tete-a-tete. She
was able to think while she carried
on a conversation with Carey, but
the presence of a third person rem
dered her, strangely, more alive to
the dangers of the situation and less
liable to an introspection that
might trap her into an unguarded
word.
To SAWYER had been relaxing
as he would have phrased it. His
cheeks were a trifle redder than
Usual, and he showed quite visibly
a tendency toward emotionalism.
"If you two want to slip quietly
away. I'll create diversion of
some Sort he volunteered. I'll
holler Fire or throw a fit, or any
thing you like"
Carey's eagerness was all too
patent, and Cynthia hated herself
again for the deception which she
must practice.
"Oh, I don't want to leave you
yet, father" she said. In her voice
was real alarm that made tears
bubble in Sanver's eyes. But her
words sounded oddly to him.
Father? Since when did I cease
to be Daddy Tom? know marriage
changes a girl, but"
Cynthia cut short his laughing
utterance. 1t would not do for San
yer even to joke about changes in
his daughter. Suspicious begin sub
consciously, but no one can antici-
pate the moment when they step
into the conscious.
Married women must be digni-
fed" she interrupted him, land
speak of fathers, not of daddies."
She had never uttered so banal
a statement in her life before, and
her own maladroitneSs annoyed her.
But the champagne that SAWYER had
drunk had made him so miStily
sentimental that he hardly heard
the explanation whose stupidity was
so offensive to her.
And, in the same breath that she
was annoyed, she realized that she
could hardly expect to be an i'm
promptu Bernard Shaw.
Il u
WET even as she felt that she was
l. carrying off the situation most
remarkably, doubts as to her ability
to carry it much farther attacked
her.
All she had to do just now was to
let matters drift, but she found
herself incapable of doing this. She
found her nerves alert, not for any
suspicion in other, hut for anything
suspicious in herself.
Il think I'll go up to my room
and lie down again." she said.
SAWYER and Carey exchanged
glances. She felt that she had made
another mistake.
Don't you think you'd better
wait until we get heme?" suggested
Carey.
"Home?" she echoed.
Sanver's face creased in a grin of
complacency.
I'VE were going to surprise you
Just block away is the house that
I've fixed up for you. Dean was
going to surprise you with it. You
can slip away and be having a nap
before you know it."
She felt that terror which the
victim of clauStrophobia feels when
he is accidentally locked in a dark
ened room. As long as the ordi-
nary wedding journey had been ex-
pected by her, she felt that on some
excuse or other its start could be
delayed.
But if it had been planned that
the newly married couple defer the
wedding trip until after occupancy
OF the new home there was hardly
any excuse that would avail to de-
lay their departure from the San
yer home.
Something of her alarm, despite
the rigidity to which she tried to
school her features, must have been
visible to both the men. For once
again they exchanged glanceS, and
this time she read open apprehen-
sion in them.
Carey'S arm went gently around
her. There was something reassur-
ing about the embrace. Even as
she realized that there should be in
his touch only horror for her. there