The Indianapolis times. [volume] (Indianapolis [Ind.]) 1922-1965, 1931-04-18

MINUTES passed and Gypsy still
NA lay there. Presently she heard
a low knock at the door
Who is it?" Gypsy called.
1t was Jim who answered. May
I come imp he asked.
"Of course"
She started to rise, but the door
opened before she was on her feet.
Jim, immaculate in white flannel
trousers and blue coat, appeared.
Don't novel" he protested, Just
thought I'd come in and talk mo-
ment. You look as though you were
all inl Have a big day?"
Gypsy sat up. She caught the
negligee about her more securely.
I'm not tired" she said. 81 went
down town this afternoon and de-
cided to walk back instead of TAX
ing the car 1t was foolish, guess.
It's pretty warm"
you should have telephoned the
Office" he reproved her. Il could
have brought you in the car. When
you're down town around o'clock
or after you ought to let me know"
II will next time" she smiled.
There was something reasSuring
about Jims presence. He seemed
so big and strong and sure Of him.
self. Slowly her doubts began to
loosen.
Jim inquired about preparations
for the dinner next evening. He
seemed to be in unusually good
spirits, told her that Harrison had
been pleased with the invitation and
chatted about his days work.
Presently he asked: How about
driving out to see Abbie and Charles
Manley after dinner? Been prom
ising to get out there for a long
while"
I'D love to CO." Gypsy said. ooh,
I must start dressing! Matilda will
have everything on the table" She
went to the dressing table, seated
herself.
Jim edged toward the door. "Guess
I'll glance through the paper" he
said. "Will you be down soon?"
TN ten minutes!" Gypsy de-
clared. She had her hair down and
was combing it out vigorously.
There was color in her cheeks
now, but it was not from hurnilia-
ton. Gypsy fluffed the soft waves
about her face. The beauty parlor
operator had done her work Splen-
didly.
THERE were half-dozen crystal
Il jars and bottles on the dressing
table. Gypsy dabbled in one, then
another, rouging her cheeks, dust
ing them with powder and touch
ing her ear lobes with fragrant
scent.
She moved quickly. Soon she was
slipping out of the negligee and get
ting into a pale yellow, ruffled cot
ton frock. 1t had a full skirt and
sash.
The ruffles stood out crisply
cool, giving Gypsy the look of a
quaint young lady on an old-fash-
Toned valentine.
She turned and ran down stairs,
arriving in the living room just as
Matilda entered to say that dinner
was ready. Twice during the meal
Gypsy had the impression that Jim
was cycling her admiringly. She
could not be sure.
They drove to the ManleyS' home
later and remained until nearly IL
o'clock. During the drive home in
the cool night Gypsy formed a reso-
luton.
She would think no more of the
gossip she had heard in the beatty
parlor until Jim himself brought
up the subject. If jim had decided
on some drastic course of action he
would tell her about it.
1t was comparatively easy to re-
solve these things; much more diff
f1cult to put them into practice.
For one thing, though, jim was
gay that evening. Gypsy had the
feeling he was too gay. Everything
he said and did seemed to be with
the conscious purpose of appearing
genial and careless. She remem-
bered this and waited.
D.