The Indianapolis times. [volume] (Indianapolis [Ind.]) 1922-1965, 1930-06-26

cepted Tessie Curwoods invitation
to luncheon.
She had no difficulty in recogniz-
ing Mrs. Curwood as she entered
the Ritz Cynthia had studied the
scores of photographs which she
had found in Eleanor's effects, and
there was not one whose original
she wouldn't have known at sight.
About time you left your little
bower" Mrs. Curwood chided her
between ELUSIVE kisses. Honey
incoming is all very well, but it's
like eating quail every day. There
must be some variety of acquaint-
ance as there must be of diet"
Two other women rushed up be-
fore Cynthia could frame a reply.
One of them she recognized as
Myrtle Saunders; the other she
didn't know and was frightened.
However, her fears were ground
less, for TeTrie Curved introduced
the woman as Mrs. Blake. AS for
Myrtle Saunders, that girl obviously
never had been intimate with Flea
nor, and Cynthia made no error in
being cody friendly.
Fortunately. SO Cynthia thought,
the other two women were not in
vited to the luncheon. She preferred
to deal with Eleanor's friends one
at a time.
A ND dealing with Tessie Cur
N wood was very easy, for the
opulent blonde, upon whom Ran
dolph Curwood lavished so much
affection and money, was always too
engroSsed with her own affairs to
bother much with the affairs of any
one else.
She hardly asked after Dean be-
fore she was fully launched in a
most detailed account Of the pas
sion which she had inspired in an
attache of a South American lega-
ton.
How does Mr.. Curwood feel about
it?" asked Cynthia.
She didn't know how well Flea
nor knew Tessie Curwood's hus-
band but evidently she knew him
well enough to call him by his first
name.
The same curiosity that had come
into Deans eyes last night when
she had spoken of Mister SAWYER
flickered in Mrs. Curwood'S eyes
now. Cynthia hastily amended the
error.
How is Rannie, anyway" she
asked.
The vague bewilderment disap-
peared from Tessie's eyes. She rat
tied on at a great rate all through
the luncheon. Then, glancing at the
wrist watch, the cost CT which would
have paid the salary of a zogbaum
chorus girl for a year, she gasped
with horror.
Pierre won't wait one minute If
you're late" she cried. BARRIERS
put on more airs than cabaret per-
formers these days. They have more
temperament than artists ever had
But he's the only man west of
Paris who really knows how to cut
hair, so we have to put up with
him.
well, I just can't wait for the
check and 1 haven't money enough
to pay for it. So will you sign il
and let me pay the next time?"
Cynthia had entered the Ritz
with that air of assurance which
only expensive clothes can give to
woman. She never had been in
the restaurant before, but she had
an idea of its scale of prices.
She had thought that there was
money in the bag she carried. IN
fortunately, opening it. she dis
covered that. save for the three
dollar bills and some silver, the bag
was empty.
How could she sign cleaners
name without almost instant dis
covery of the imposture? She didn't
even know what Eleanor's signature
looked like. And here was the
writer presenting the check. 1t lay
face down upon plate. with a
pencil beside it.
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THEN she picked up the pencil
i with her lett hand and labo-
riously scrawled the three names,
She looked up at the waiter with
an apologize smile that was a tri-
umph of acting, because behind it
was a real fear. In addition TO
everything else, this might be con-
Strued as criminal forgery.
I've hurt my right hand" she
said.
The waiter bowed. THAT is ger
fectly all right, Mrs. Carey. I know
who you are and viii explain the
writing to the cashier"
Another crisis had passed. Per-
haps it would have an aftermath,
but already she saw q way out of
any futr&s difacultyl
This vkry dav she would man