The Indianapolis times. [volume] (Indianapolis [Ind.]) 1922-1965, 1931-04-13

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going to make it with me"
ooh, no, I'm notl" The Mcbride
temper was asserting itself Gypsy's
dark eyes flashed.
But I say you arel"
I'm not tell you'll I'm not!"
One little brown oxford stamped the
floor. Suddenly tears blinded the
girl. Whirling, she ran from the
room and up the stairway. A mo-
ment later, safe in her own room,
the door slammed behind her
sharply.
1t was unusual for Gypsy to weep.
Now that the torrent was unleashed,
1t continued for several minutes.
No sound came from down stairs.
She sat up, looking down at the
rose satin cushion beneath her ell
bow. Shame and humiliation COL
ored her cheeks.
The visit to Marcia was unirn-
portant. What hurt acutely was the
memory Of the quarrel. How could
she ever have said such things to
jim! How could she have lost her
temper SO completely?
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THE angry words and defiant
Il tones still rang in her ears.
Gypsy was miserable. OF course, Jim
had been right. She should have
gone with him.
1t had been cruel Of her to fling
Aunt Ellen's actions in his face
after the loyal way he had defended
her. Besides-her objections had
been pretense. The truth was that
she did not want to call on Marcia
Phillips.
Presently it occurred to Gypsy
that she could right the situation.
She ran to battle her eyes with cold
water A quick dab with the pow
der puff, a touch of lipstick and she
hurried down stairs.
Jim" she called eagerly
jim"
"Jim,' she called eagerly. Jim
He was not in the living room.
She glanced into the library. No
one there. A quick search showed
the house was deserted except for
Matilda and Cora in the kitchen.
Gypsy returned to the living
room. She remembered that Jirn's
hat had been on the table near the
door. Now the hat was gone.
She heard Pats little feet patter-
ing across the hall door. The fox
terrier appeared and at sight of her
his tail bobbed cheerfully. Gypsy
padl no attention.
Pat staggered up to her. Pres
emily a cool nose was nuzzling
against her fingers. The girl moved
to make room for him and the ter
rier jumped up beside her. He
pressed his small head against her.
looking up anxiously. Gypsy stroked
his chin, but did not speak.
II
IT was nearly 6 when jim re-
Il turned. Gypsy was waiting for
him. Before they went into din
ner she tried to apologize for the
earlier scene. jim Interrupted:
Forget about it." he said quickly.
4 was to blame. Please don't
think about it any more"
But I'll go with you, jim. +
should have when you asked me
first. II want to CO."
Wallace shook his head. "Best
to forget the whole thing" he said.
mo Importance anyhow. By the
way, ordered some shirts that
should be sent out tomorrow.
They're from Kent's.'
The conversation, once turned.
did not return to the disagreement.
Gypsy felt certain jim had called
at his aunt's home, but he did not
mention the fact and. she could not
ask.
At the dinner table and later Jim
was, as usual, scrupulously consid-
crate. Occasionally the girl thought
he seemed preoccupied, but a. mo-
ment later he would turn to her
with a bit of news from the Office
or to ask how Sam was progressing
with the new flagstone path. He left
her at $3.50 to withdraw to his desk
in the library.
All the rest of the week Gypsy
watched for danger signals. on
Friday Jim announced casually that
Marcia Phillips wanted his advice
on some financial problems and that
he had arranged to drop in to see
her the following afternoon.
Gypsy glanced up quickly. There
was no suggestion that she should
accompany him. The girl said
nothing.
When she was alone, Gypsy could
never get Marcia Phillips from her
mind. She began to wonder what
the girl looked like. Had she real
ly come to Forest City, because she
wanted quiet?
Gypsy remembered the photo
graph she had seen in the news
paper and wondered if Marcia were
really 50 beautiful Most important
of all-how did Jim feel about