The Indianapolis times. [volume] (Indianapolis [Ind.]) 1922-1965, 1931-10-12

Bob said he would be glad TO post
the letter, took it and slipped it in
his coat pocket. Mrs. Everett set
tied herself and began talking
about the spring music festival to
begin the following week.
Norma understood the woman was
trying to keep the conversation
from drifting to the ordeal Of the
coming trial, but Bob appeared rest
less.
Presently he looked at his wrist
watch. thine for me to be going,
ne announced. II won't forget the
letter, Mrs. Everett"
With a hand on the door knob he
paused to say to Norma, "Ill try TO
get out another evening soon. Take
good care OF yourself. Well, good
nightp
Alone in her room little later
Norma puzzled over the interrupted
conversation. Another proposal?
Was that what Bob had meant
when he said, There's a question
want to ask you" Another pro-
poSal from Bob?
Norma slipped out Of her gar
ments and into the borrowed night
gown. She sat on the edge Of the
bed and considered this possibility
Could Bob Farrell, who she three
times had refused to marry, whons
she had treated so shamefully when
she eloped with Mark, still care for
her enough to want to marry her?
Could Bob love her that way?
Hes the best person I've ever
known" Norma told herself. NO
one of the best. Bob isn't any bet
ter than Chris. They're both Won
derful. Nobody ever had finer friends
than I have"
But could she marry Bob Far
rell?
1t was a long while before Norma
dropped to sleep. She awoke in
surprise to find herself in strange
surroundings.
Then she remembered where she
was. When Mrs. Everett tapped on
the bedroom door to announce that
breakfast was ready, Norma had
finished dressing.
The day that followed and the
ones that came after it were Curl
Gus. Neither Norma nor Mrs. Ever
EFT left the apartment. Morning
and evening newspapers were deliv-
cred at their door.
Every day Mrs. Everett telephoned
orders to the grocery and meat
store. Sometimes they played the
radio and it brought them the only
voices they heard except their own.
IT was curious existence, being
u in the world and not being in it.
Sunday passed exactly as the week
days, except that Chris and Bob ar
rived together for brief visit
There was no chance for Norma to
talk to either OF them alone.
Monday passed slowly and Tues
day dragged. A package arrived
sent by Chris. 1t contained Norma's
suit and some other clothing.
The suit had long since lost its
elegance. 1t was the one Norma had
worn on her honeymoon journey a
year and half before. She was to
wear it in the courtroom next day.
tt was curious that the girl
scarcely gave a thought to the
threat against her life. She never
had taken that anonymous letter
seriously.
Tuesday afternoon Mrs. Everett
coached Norma about the trial She
explained the proceedings, told the
girl what to expect. If Mrs. Everett
had seemed a pleasant, laxative
housewife previously, now Norma
understood that she was far more
than that.
She knew the facts of the Well
ington investigation as well as the
district attorney himself-or APP
peared to.
III be right with you, child" she
told the girl repeatedly. There's
nothing for you to be afraid of and
I'll be right behind you"
Norma strove to conceal her nerv-
BUSINESS. she was nervous-no use
to deny it.!
Remember" Mrs. Everett's calm
voice went on. You're doing this
as much for others as yourself. Oh,
I'm sure you'll be brave. And twen-
ty-four hours from now the whole
thing will be over"
Before Norma's eyes there arose
a blurred vision of staring faces
men and women craning their neckS
to look at. her, whispering voices,
cameras clicking, alert, determined
reporters.
Twenty-four hours! oh, could