The Indianapolis times. [volume] (Indianapolis [Ind.]) 1922-1965, 1931-03-19

| peated, Jim, you don't mean that.
You can't. Why, yes, the telegram
came" She fulnbled In the pocket
Of her dress. ''Look-here it is. 1t
says arrive with BRIDE"
Once more her peering eyeS
studied Gypsy. Il thought" the
woman went on. Il thought of
course it was Marcia"
She looked as though she might
faint. Gypsy. terrified, waited for
Wallace to speak.
All that he did was to turn and
close the door. When he spoke
again his voice was quiet.
Il see how the misunderstand-
ing happened" he said. Sorry,
Marcia-well, we can talk about her
later. Don't you think, Aunt Ellen,
you might give my wife a more
cordial welcome?"
Miss Wallace seemed to stiffen.
She had gray hair and the same
bright blue eyes as Jim. Her hair
was drawn back and pinned in
high knot on top of her head in
style popular in the nineties.
She wore dress of stiff gray silk
with white lace at the throat. Sud-
denly the woman raised a handker-
chief to her eyes.
Il can't believe it." she sobbed
brokenly, 81 can't believe It'll"
1t was a trying moment. Wallace
moved toward his aunt, stopped and
turned to Gypsy.
Here, let me take your coat" he
said. Mustn't keep you standing.
Come on in here"
The girl interrupted. "Never mind
about he" she said. you'd better
do something for your aunt"
Miss Wallace apparently was
making an effort to meet the situa-
ton. She stuffed the handkerchief
into her pocket and came toward
Gypsy.
How do you do" she said. Il
can't pretend I'm glad to see you.
I've never in my life had such a
shock.
1T was bad enough for Jim to
get married away from home and
not let any one know about it.
Jim's like my own son, I've taken
care of him for so long. well,
now that it's happened hope you'll
make him good wife!"
Gypsy offered her hand and Miss
Wallace took it.
Il hope I do, too," the girl an
sWered.
There was no relenting warmth
in Ellen Wallace's blue eyes. What
she would have said next is I'M
certain because at that moment
there came flying into the room a
joyously barking, bouncing bundle Of
black and white dog fur.
1t leaped up against jim Wal
lace, fell back and leaped again.
The sharp, short yelps were &C.
static.
Instantly Jim was down on his
knees. well, Pat, old boy" he
grinned, "are you glad to see me?
Are you?"
The fox terrier barked an answer
that was unquestionable. He tried
to lick the young mans face.
Wallace beamed like 10-year-
old. That's the boy, Pat" he ex-
claimed, roughing the terriers ears
the wrong way. He pushed the dog
away from him. 1t was a game Pat
evidently had played often.
4
ION" Gypsy cried, "He's dar-
~ ling. Why, didn't you tell me
you had a dog? Will he let me
touch lim?"
Wallace was on his feet now.
"Of course. Won't you, Pat? Look,
who's here!" He pointed toward
Gypsy. "She's going to live here
now. You're to take good care of
her. Understand"
The terriers bit Of tail was wag-
ging furiously. Coming closer to
Gypsy the dog paused, looking up
at her. The bright, sober eyes
stared into the girls and the black
ears curved knowingly.
Gypsy said, st believe he under
stands every word you say"
"Srel He understands every
thing. I've had Pat since he was
two months old. Getting along now.
He's almost nine"
(To Be Continted)