The Indianapolis times. [volume] (Indianapolis [Ind.]) 1922-1965, 1930-10-04

a swift comeback for every word Of
raillery. Celia felt lonesome.
Her father and Mrs. Parsons re-
manned on the clubhouse veranda.
She and Webster joined them when
tea was served.
Lisi had a blond youth in tow
and did not reappear until. Jimmie
Webster went to hunt for her to
drive her home.
It was $50 when they reached
hardwood. Tod Jordan and his
companions were not yet back from
the aviation field. Celia went to her
room to dress for dinner.
So far the day had been disap-
pointing. Celia bathed leiSurely,
slipped into negloce and went
to the dressing table to experiment
with her hair.
There was a great deal of time
to waste. Dinner would not be
served until o'clock,
She combed out her brown hair,
which the hot weather had curled
up rather tightly about her face.
Then she tried pulling the hair
severely back from the forehead as
Eve Brooks did. The effect was
nothing at all like Mrs. Brooks sleek
blond couture. It wouldn't do at
all!
Celia tried again. She had de-
cided that her own way of twisting
her, hair int GA little knot at the
base Of her neck looked childish.
When the experiment was ended
Celia had achieved becoming
compromise. There we're curls be-
fore each ear. The rest of the hair
was brought back in a dignified et-
feet
She used powder. touch of
rouge and then drew on her blue
chiffon frock. The dress slipped
down quantity off the shoulders. 1t
had a slimly-f fitting waist, then
bouffant skirt. Wearing it, Celia
could almost have passed for a girl
of forty years ago.
She inspected herself doubtfully
in the mirror. Celia had no idea
the old-fashioned effect was be-
coming. She thought of Kate Dun
cans glittering necklaces.
After a minute Celia opened her
travelling bag and drew out a small
black box. Inside was the little
gold locket her mother had given
her.
CELIA fastened the chain about
~ her neck. decided the locket
was an improvement. Then she
went downstairs.
No one was in sight in the living
room. Then she saw her father
standing before the window of a
small room beyond.
AS she entered the doorway he
turned. 1t was the hour before
sunset. There we're long shadows
on the lawn outside and fading
light within. For an instant the
girl seemed almost an apparition.
"Celial" the man said, you star
tied me-"
II didn't mean to-
She came over beside Mitchell.
There was something strange in his
eyes, almost as though he had
never see her before.
DO you like it?" she asked,
smiling.
Like what?"
THE new dress. It's one of those
Mrs. Parsons helped me buy. I
think it makes me look older. That's
why I wanted it."
John Mitchell gazed down at his
daughter
THE dress is very pretty" he
said. Blue, isn't it?" He paused
and then added: Your mother used
to wear blue"
Celia nodded. Il used to try to
get her to have a blue dress. Only,
of course, now she always wears
black. She has to wear that at
the store, and she says it's more
practical"
Mitchell was looking out the
window again. For several moments
they did not speak.
Been having a good time down
here?" he asked.
Yes"
You seem doubtful. What's the
trouble?"
Celia hesitated. Every ones been
awfully nice to me-" she said. Its
oh. guess it's my own fault, but
you see I'm not used to doing the
things these people do.
II hardly know how to talk to
them. guess it's because I've al
ways just been at home"
The girls eyes we're appealing.
Her father put an arm about her
Shoulder-the first sign of fatherly
affection Mitchell had ever shown.
Il guess we're alike" he said
slowly. I've never taken time enough
for play, either That's all over
now. Oyer for both of us"
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THE little locket caught his eye.
i "Celia-where did you get
that?" Mitchell spoke sharply.
You mean the locket2 Oh.