The Indianapolis times. [volume] (Indianapolis [Ind.]) 1922-1965, 1930-06-18


suggested.
She went with him to the r,
of the house. He had a bedro>
and beyond it a study. Its windows
looked out upon beautiful gardens.
The whole block had been turned
into one incloSed lawn, with foun-
tains, playhouses for children, even
croquet courts. Where once had
been hideous wooden fences Sepa-
rating each yard from the other,
where alleys had existed for the use
of tradesmen delivering household
supplies, now was a country estate
in miniature.
The houses that fronted on Sixty
fifth street had been remodeled so
that their backs were verandaed,
so that they had screen galleries.
It is hard, away from either river
that borders Manhattan, to find the
effect of spaciouSnesS in New York.
Even that part of the Greenwich
Village which has been adapted to
the modern desire for luxurious
beauty seems narrow and cramped.
But here wealth had done that
thing which seems to justify the
existence of riches; it had rendered
thing that had been ugly into
thing of beauty.
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CYNTHIA had seen only the ugly
~ side of Manhattan. She had re-
sponded, of course, to the mag
nificent overtowering buildings.
She had been in the art museum
and had had occasional glimpSes Of
the glittering restaurants and no.
tells.
But she had seen nothing init
mate, nothing serene in the city
until now. And so, overcome by
the restful beauty of the Enclosure,
she turned rapturouS eyes to Carey.
II never dreamed that New York
held anything as lovely as this!" she
exclaimed.
He stared at her, puzzlement on
his face.
why, we dined night before last
with the Alstons, right across the
lawn" he said. I'VE took walk
around. and I was frightened lest
my own excitement make you Sus-
picious that we were going to live
here
She caught herself up Instantly.
Perhaps I'm seeing it with diff
ferent eyes now" she said.
She hated herself for the implica-
ton of her words. But there had
not been time in which to pick and
choose. Yet, as she told herself
this in extenuation of her coquetry,
she knew that she was attempting
to deceive herself.
She knew that there was some
thing about this grave man, whose
gravity could so suddenly and de-
lightfully relax into gayety, that ir-
resistibly impelled to Irritation.
Yes, Irritation was the word.
Filtration connoted a touch of
vulgarity, and vulgarity was the
basis of any exchange of sentiment
between herself and Carey. Be-
cause her very being here was a
vulgarity, and anything that pro-
ceeded from her presence here could
be no higher than its source.
She would have retracted the
statement had retraction been pos
sible. AS it wasn't possible, as 1t
was not conceivable that she should
withdraw so mild a compliment, she
tried instantly to turn the CONVEX
sation into matters which were less
dangerously near to sentiment.
II think it's selfish Of you to
choose the most delightful room
for your study" she said.
II think so myself. That's why
I chose it" he laughed.
do you think that the admis-
sion of selflshness excuses it in any
way?" she demanded.
But don't you see that II I made
this room my study, you'd spend
a lot of time here?" he replied.
Before she realized what she was
saving, she was retorting in the
same mood:
Couldn't you rely on your own
charms to draw me to your study
no matter where it was situated?'
THEN, as though she had invited
l. him at last. his arms were
about her. AS his lips touched hers
she knew that what she needed tc
fear was not him, but herself.
The da ger IL the impossible
situation was to be found in her
own emotions, not in his. If he
was the spark. she was finder OF
4 the most infiammable kind.
AS though she were two distinct
personalities. she reacted to his en-
brace. One pant Of her seemed to
detach itself from his arms, seemed
to view the careSsing couple with
incredulous disdain.
you can't do a thing like this. .
ttze detached Cynthia seemed 70