The Indianapolis times. [volume] (Indianapolis [Ind.]) 1922-1965, 1931-09-11

had tasted dinner the night before
Restaurant here in the station
all right?"
She nodded. They entered the
big lunch room and found places
at counter. Over steaming coffee
and a platter of ham and eggs the
remnants Of Marks displeasure
fled. Norma frightened also.
The activity and stir about the
big terminal was contagious. so
many men and women going places.
Train men, red caps busting about
Mattresses hurrying trays of food
to customers who ate with one eye
on the clock. Boys calling out
headlines from early edition news
papers.
Think, Mark-we're hone!"
That's what I've been thinking,
baby. Old home town. Old grind
of work again. It's different now
though, I've got you'll Well, well
show EN- thing or two yet, won't
we?"
"Of course we will"
She knew of whom Mark was
thinking. His parents, of course.
Oh, but this fine young husband of
hers would show the world how lit
tie his good qualities had been ap-
preciated!
AS he paid the check and they
moved out of the lunchroom moth
ing was said about their destina-
ton. Mark signaled a red cap to
carry their luggage to a taxicab.
Hotel Marlboro" he said as he
followed Norma into the cab.
TINE words electrified her. She
Il put restraining hand on his
arm. "Oh, but we can't afford the
Marlboro Why, that's as expensive
as the Inn at Blue Springs!"
well" The stormy light that
frightened the girl wherever she
saw it appeared in those dark eyes.
We've got to live decently, haven't
we? Think I'm going to have peo-
pie saying Mark Travers can't sup
port his wife.
why, everybody knows me herei
If I'm going to get a job, we've got
to put up a front, haven't we? I'm
not going to have anybody think it's
charity we're after-!"
There was no use to argue. Norma
knew that. But what of the plans
they had made the night before?
Plans to live frugally, work hart
save their earnings.
At the Marlboro young MIR. and
Mrs. Travers were shown to quar-
tiers less opulent than the suite thew
had occupied on their wedding
night.
After all, Norma thought hope
fully, one hotel was probably little
more expensive than another. There
were other ways to economic. If
putting up 'front.'" as Mark called
1t, was to help him find a good Job,
that, of course, was what they
must do.
"Saw old Charlie Sumner down
in the lobby" the young man con-
fided. "You don't mind if I run
down and try to catch him, do YOU?
Charles old man runs the First
National. Never can tell = might
land a job there"
"Oh, that would be wonderful!
Go ahead, Mark. OF course I don't
mind"
He took up his hat, kissed her.
In the doorway he turned to saw
over his shoulder, "If you want
lunch before I get back Just go
downstairs. I'll probably want to
scout around"
nor half an hour Norma was
Il busy. She unpacked the bags
and hung garments away. No use
letting clothing acquire wrinkles
even though their stay here would
be brief.
Then she undressed, took a warm
bath and stimulating shower. Trains
always made Norma feel untidy.
AS she emerged, fresh and glow
ing from the tub, she caught
glimpse of the tower clock in the
Madison building block away.
The great hands pointed to a quar-
ter of Il.
No use to expect Mark for lunch.
She had known that when he left.
Mark might be anywhere. She
could not make demands on him
now because he was trying to find
work. That in itself was a job.
Thinking of lunch gave Norma
an inspiration. She would call
Chris. The thought enveloped her
in warm radiance. Dear Chris!
There were a thousand things she
had to tell herl