The Indianapolis times. [volume] (Indianapolis [Ind.]) 1922-1965, 1931-04-27

chapter Forty-Four Continued
Glad to know youl" Jim said
heartily. Must have been a pleas
ant surprise for you, Gypsy, to see
an old friend" He looked at Cros-
by Are you from New York
Have been. I'm travelling just
now. Haven't seen Gypsy for a long
while and friend told me she was
living here. Forest City's quite q
town, I flnd2"
ooh, we like It," jim eased down
comfortably into a hair. What IS
your business, Mr.. Crcsby?'
A Lam told him briefly. The men
"A talked a few moments and then
jim turned toward Gypsy.
You've asked Mr.. Crosby to stay
TO lunch of course?"
I'm afraid I haven't" Gypsy ad-
mitted, but I've been counting on
it. You will, won't you?" she urged,
facing Alan.
He started to refuse, but jim in
terrupted. IN the end it was set
tied that Alan was to stay and
Gypsy withdrew to tell Matilda to
add another place at the table.
jim Wallace seldom had seemed
50 genial. Throughout luncheon he
talked to Alan about New York, dis
cussed business conditions and Of
fered information about local af-
fairs.
Gypsy was quiet. Only a few
times sdid she address Alan directly
and then her gaze did not meet his.
Jim apparently did not notice this.
They left the table and wandered
back to the living room.
Have you shown Mr.. Crosby that
garden you're 50 proud OFF" jim
asked.
mo, but I'd like to. We can go
out this way" she added, starting
toward the door. Crosby moved for
ward, but jim stayed behind.
you two go along" he told them.
There are one or two chores I'd
IKE to get of my chest"
=
THERE was q flagstone path
4 leading from the front en-
trance of the house around to the
garden. It was a narrow path.
Gypsy walked ahead and the young
man followed
She showed him the inscription
on the sundial and said Jinl's
grandfather had placed the stone
there.
They paused before the rows of
brilliant dahlias and Gypsy pointed
out how next year the rambler
roses were to be trained into an
arbor. She talked almost constant
ly, always moving just a little ahead
of Crosby.
Finally he interrupted, ITS a
very pretty garden, Gypsy, and you
needn't show me another damned
flower because I'm not looking at
them.
You're going to tell me If you
really meant it when you tried to
make me believe you're happy here.
don't believe you arel You've
got a fine home-better than
could give you-but you're not the
same Gypsy used to know.
You've lost something. You're
not laughing I won't go away
until I know"
Please, Alanl You're only max
ing it harder!"
Il can't help it. tell you 7 won't
go away"
But you must You'll have to.
Don't you see there's no chance to
talk about anything now?"
Then when can we talk?"
Alan, don't look at me like that!
Some one will see you. You'll have
60 go away. Really you mustr"
MOT until you say when I can
IN see you again-where we can
talk this thing out"
Il can't see you again. Alan"
All right. Then this is where
stay!"
Her eyes sought his in despera-
ton. There was no weakening
there.
III see you" Gypsy said slowly.
Monday. In the exhibition rooms
at the public library. It's on the
second floor"
What timer"
Between 8 and o'clock"
All right. I'll be there. Ill be there
at 8.
They went back to the house.
Jim appeared in the doorway OF the
library There was something in
the room that he wished to show
Crosby-a photograph of the orig
inal house as it had been when his
great-grandfather built it. The
framed, faded photograph hung on
the wall over his desk.
A few minutes later Crosby took
his leave.
Nice fellow" jim Wallace an
nounced as Crosby's back disap-
peared down the walk. known him
long?"
oh, yes. He lived at the room
ing house where I stayed for a