The Indianapolis times. [volume] (Indianapolis [Ind.]) 1922-1965, 1931-10-14
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moved with her toward the wide
door opening on the terrace.
She reached the door just in time
to see them step outside the circle
of light from the doorway and dis
appear into the dark grounds.
Mary could have stamped her foot
with annoyance-if it had not hurt
already. She could not follow them
out there, even if her errand were
looking for Mr.. Jupiter. 1t would be
too much like spying. People would
see and what would they think?
She knew what Corneha would
think, if she bumped into them ac-
cidentally-that she was jealous.
She wouldn't give her the satisfac-
ton. No, ineed! They could have
the terrace all to themselves.
CwIFTLY she turned into the
! - tagged corridor which ran
along the side of the house to the
conservatory, and led into the back
hall. She hadn't too much time.
Better make her arrangements first,
and tell the Jupiters afterward.
She was so sure of their under
standing that it hardly seemed
necessary anyhow. So she inter
cepted one of the maids Bessie,
the comeiest, and therefore as
signed to parlor duty-and told her
a man would be coming to the side
door presently, and to be sure to
let him in. Bessie said, eyes, Miss
Mary" and scurried on. She was
carrying drinks out to the chauf-
feurs, who were clustered about a
! big car in the back driveway, talk
| ing.
Mary smiled-she knew with Ger
tainty now where Mr.. Jupiter was
/ 1t was one Of the favorite occupa-
tions Of the old automobile manu-
facturer, talking with the men who
drove cars. Other officials Of the
Jupiter Motor Company, Incorpo-
rated, were only too well aware
Of it.
Whenever they put forward ideas
about the Jupiter motor which did
not coincide with his sentiments, he
was wont to stop all argument by
yelling, "And where did you get
your information? I'll tell you where
I got mine-from the men them
Selves!"
He had been an automobile me-
chanic once and it was his boast
that he was still one-just that, and
nothing more. They might know
about stock issues, and the like of
that, but he knew carburetors. When
he was in that mood, there was
nothing more to be said.
His interest in motors and in the
men who drove them was genuine
enough; their talk was his talk. But
his wife, among others, thought he
sometimes carried it too far. He
judged man by the way he treated
car, for example.
Many friends chauffeur, and
even some taxi-drivers he had taken
liking to, we're now holding good
jobs in his plant. On the same
basis, he really never had warmed
up to Eddie, Mary remembered. Ed
die was known as a wild driver"
and that was enough for Mr.. j. If
it was that again that had gotten
Eddie into trouble
Mary paused, pinching her lower
lip thoughtfully between thumb and
finger.
She resolved presently that this
was a family matter, and why
bother any one with it except her
self? 1t really seemed the kindest
thing to every one concerned-just
to say nothing about it. Later, it
might seem very different to other
people, but she could not know that
then.
MIR. JUPITER was sitting on the
1V1 running board of limousine,
surrounded by a group of his boys. "
Some Of them looked as if they
would like to break away and start
a craps game, but were afraid to
suggest it. She could hear his voice
droning on and on. He was having a
good time.
A big, foreign-looking limousine
stopped a second under the portico,
then shot around the circular drive
and out again, at a high rate of
speed. The uniformed drivers all
looked up interestedly, as it circled,
then went on listening in respectful
silence to the old mans words.
Lorimor. Special body" one re-
marked to another quietly.
Junk" said Mr.. Jupiter, pricking
up his ears. Lorimors were his spe-
cial antipathy.
Mary turned and went into the
house. Mrs. Jupiter was not in the
ballroom any longer; some one said
she had complained that her feet
hurt and had gone upstairs to
change. Mrs. Ruyther had gone
home.
Mary looked at her wrist-watch,
and hurried upstairs Mrs. Jupiter's
sitting room was at the head of the
stairs, fanked by her bedroom and
her husbands. Marys room was at
the farther end of the hall.
AS she paused on the top step to
catch her breath before turning
back along the corridor, she heard
sounds issuing from Mrs. Jupiter's
sitting roon-an angry, Snarling
voice, a womans loud scream, and
then two shots in rapid succession.
There was the thud of something
heavy falling. Then silence.
Mary Stoou frozen to the newell
post, too terrified to move.
Eddie" she cried to the closed
door, Eddie, is that you?"
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