The Indianapolis times. [volume] (Indianapolis [Ind.]) 1922-1965, 1930-11-05

How do you spell the name,
ma'am7"
as HELD EShieldsl"
"One momenA" the laconic So
prano voice replied, "I'll see II he's
in"
The air In the booth was stuffy.
Celia's pulse was racing and she
felt faint. She chung for support
to the shelf on which the telephone
rested.
Minutes seemed to pass before
the soprano voice again answered.
I'm sorry. Mr.. Shields IS not
here, madam. win you leave a
number?"
Hes not there?"
mo, ma'am. Would you ike to
leave q number for him to call?"
mo, thank you" Celia put down
the telephone and stepped out of
the booth.
She had to see Barneyl That
thought was uppermost in the girls
mind. She had to see Barney and
tell him 1t had all been a mistake
in the afternoon. She must apollo
gize for what her father had said.
She could not leave and have
Barney Shields think she and her
father considered themselves super
ior to him. Her cheeks flushed.
There were other things the young
man must be made to understand.
Uncertainty the girl looked about
her. The travelling bag was at her
feet. She disposed Of that first,
leaving it at checking stand.
Celia decided to wait half an
hour and then telephone. Barney
was probably out at dinner.
She made her way through the
labyrinthine corridors of the station
until she reached the street. Lights
glared and the sidewalk was
crowded.
Men, women and children rushed
past as though on important mis-
sions. Celia wondered vaguely at
their eagerness. Curious that all
should have the same staccato
tempo.
She became lost in the surge of
traffic at street intersection. BY
what seemed a miracle she reached
the other side of the broad thor
oughfare.
The sidewalk was lined with a
host of small shops, each with
brightly lighted windows. Celia
studied them as she passed.
1t was the theater crowd which
was sweeping her along. When
she had reached Times square she
turned and retraced her steps.
Neither the oncoming horde nor
store windows interested her any
longer.
Suddenly she saw that it was 8
o'clock. She began to walk swiftly,
then, realizing naively that there
were telephones all about, she en-
tered drug store, found booth
and again called Shields club.
TINE same voice answered. There
Il was the same spelling of the
name and delay before the operator
reported, "Mr. Shields is not in,
madam"
Celia thought rapidly. There was
no number that she could leave, no
way for Barney to reach her. Yet
she must see him.
Can I leave a message?" she
asked.
Certainly, madam"
"Will you tell Mr.. Shields that
Miss Mitchell telephoned and that
she will call again?"
The girl at the other end Of the
connection repeated the message.
She assured Celia it would be de-
ivered.
It was a problem to know what to
do after that. Although she had
had no food the thought of eating
did not occur to Celia.
She wandered back to Grand Cen
trail Station, inquired about trains
to Baltimore and was given a
marked time table. Buses for the
last train checked departed at 10:40.
OSnd Wd1ACQ Ou1 OAA O4AC DE4NCV
again. A blaze of electricity some
distance up Lexington avenue at
tracted her. 1t was motion pic
ture theater.
Celia bought a ticket and went in
side. An usher conducted her to a
seat. The drama being unreeled
was near its mid-point, quite unin-
telligible, but the girl felt comforted
by the darkness and blessed release
from the noise and clangor.
She had not noticed the title Of
the film. Familiar faces Of actors
and actresses passed before her and
she scarcely saw them. She remem-
bered, though, from time to time,
to glance at her watch.
When it was almost &c o'clock
Celia left the theater. She returned
to the station and the booth from
where she had first teIephoned. 1t
was a mans voice that answered.
Again Celia asked for Barney. She
tapped her heel nervously as she
waited.