The Indianapolis times. [volume] (Indianapolis [Ind.]) 1922-1965, 1930-04-24

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by on the highway toward Water
bury. 1t came over her that she
was behaving very much like g
child, that she had made a scene
without any provocation. Anyone
could see that this young fellow was
on the level, and goodness knows
he was likable enough. Gin the
few minutes we've been together
I've liked you lot :"
Mary Della got back into the car
and closed the door. I'm sorry
she said. IT guess I got worried
too quick. But we're strangers you
know. You haven't even told me
your name Oh. -
Il wonder If you'd understand II
asked you to call me Bob and
let it go at that? just for the
present. you understand"
"Oh," said Mary Della, els there
to be anything but the present for
us?"
And why not? s. But you
haven't told me what am to call
you"
TIN no mystery heroine" Mary
i declared. MY names Mary
Della Chubb, and I help make
watches for a living. You'll know
where I live when you take me
home. Anything else?"
Hardboiled Mary Della, struggling
against her own emotions.
''Mary Della" he replied. That's
the sweetest name I ever heard"
'Boloney," said Mary Della.
It was cold. Even the yellow
stars visible through the broken
clouds over her shivered in its grip
He turned the key in the switch
Then he turned it back. again.
MARY Della may l >. may
kiss you Just once {. =?
She raised her eyes again TO the
few twinkling stars. How far away
they were, how small and lonely.
She was vaguely conscious that
another machine had come into
their road from the Cheshire end
parked and promptly turned of its
lights. But she did not move.
May I. Mary Della. ?"
The heavy clouds were filling uI
her heaven and the tiny stars were
disappearing.
Mary Della, darling. ="
At last she turned her head anC
in the same movement. put a hand
on the wheel and switched off the
lights.
Poor little, hardboiled Mary Della
If she had only resisted him then
if she had only urged him to starr
the car. 2
CAFE in her little bedroom, Mari
- Della argued that it could no
possibly have happened; that it wa;
all a horrible nightmare; that sh'
would soon awake and remember
what It was she had eaten u
cause 1t.
But the brand upon her lips. th'
memory of his eager kiss, was no
so easily brushed away. How
strong and tender he had been. How
secure she lad felt In his powerful
arms. If ever she had risen above
the common level, 1t was then, as hi
crushed her to him in their frs
passionate embrace.
BY that fervent will she haC
keen transported to a state of rap
ture which she had never before ap'
preached in her brief experience
She marveled that she had lived 81
long in ignorance Of the overpower
ing ecstaScy OF a moment in the
arms of an ardent lover.
And unconsciouSly she condemned
the man 10 whom she had all but
pledged her heart because he hac
never aroused in her like emotion
May kiss you-iust once?"
It had seemed then such a little
thing TO ask. Just once" ne
said, as II it was Of no great impor-
lance. And because she. too, at
tached no significance TO It beyond
the mood of the moment, she had
given it.
But now that kiss assumed pro-
portions that were almost freight
ening. Entirely aside from its place
in her emotional awakening, she
saw it as the indirect cause OF Their
own part In the awful tragedy thai
followed It.
II she had denied him II III
had started the csr and driven di-
rectiy away, they would have known
nothing about 1t beyond what they
learned from the usual facts set
forth in the cold, impersonal typt
OF newspaper headlines
But they STAYED and . a .Sss