The Indianapolis times. [volume] (Indianapolis [Ind.]) 1922-1965, 1931-03-23
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couple had arisen and were walk
ing toward them.
MFRS. HALLE BUTTERWORTH,
IVl Respondent in a purple en-
semble, with her daughter behind
her, less obtrusive in blue, headed
across the room directly toward the
table at which Jim and Gypsy were
sitting.
Gypsy had barely time to warn
in a subdued voice: They're COM
ing over here!" before Mrs. Butter
worth was beside them.
my dear jim" she began In a
gushing voice, we've heard the
news and just had to come over to
see If it's really truel Is it mean
is this-?"
jim had risen. How do you do,
Mrs. Butterworth," he said. "H1o,
Daphne. This is Mrs. Wallace" He
turned. Gypsy, I want to intro
duce some old friends-Mrs. But
terworth and Miss Daphne Butter
worth"
Then it is truel' beamed the
older woman nodding her head Wig
orously as she spoke. "And this is
the little bride!"
She stepped back, concentrating
her smiles on Gypsy, but before
any one else could speak she was
of again: I'VE heard this morning
you were married and I declare you
could have knocked me over with
feather!
"Jim's one Of our boys, you know.
To think you're actually married.
My-it must have happened all Of
a sudden, didn't it? Young love,
I supposed"
Her voice carried to half a dozen
surrounding tables. Jim's face
burned with slowly mounting color.
Wont you sit DOWN." Gypsy
suggested.
"Oh, no, thank you, my dear, but
we can't stop. We're on the wing.
Yes-on the wing! Where is your
home, Mrs. Wallace? suppose
you're a stranger in Forest City?"
1--WE always lived in New York"
Gypsy told her.
so that's where you were mar
ried. Daphne and had been Won
dering. quiet wedding, I suppose,
since none Of Jim's relatives were
there. They weren't, were they,
Jim?"
Mrs. Butterworth's inquiSitive
gaze darted from one to the other
The purple hat haring abruptly
back from her forehead was
trimmed with a feather ornament
Of brighter shade.
1t reminded Gypsy of a headlight,
singularly appropriate considering
Mrs. Butterworth's dynamic ap-
proach. The woman's cheeks were
florid and her spectacleS bobbed as
she talked.
Wallace was annoyed. ''No," he
said, none of my relatives were at
the wedding"
Since he did not volunteer any
other information Mrs. Butter
worth tried again:
We'll, of course lots Of people
prefer a small wedding" she went
on. Sometimes I think they're
nicer. Only was thinking about
your Aunt Ellen. Must seem queer
to her for you to bring home a wife.
Is she going to live with you-?"
Il don't think Aunt Ellen has
quite settled her arrangements"
Gypsy spoke up serenely. you
must come to see us some day, Mrs.
Butterworth. I'm awfully anxious
to know all Jim's friends"
DAPHNE, who throughout the
- conversation had been shad-
owed by her mother, now inter
rupted. Don't you think we should
go now, mother?" she said. my
appointment was for 1:15."
"Oh, of course. I'm simply de-
lighted to have met you, Mrs. Wal
lace. You're a sweet little thing
yes, you are!
"You and Daphne will have to get
together. I'm sure you'd have lot
in common. Give my love to your
aunt, Jim. Come, Daphne. Good
by!"
With a heartfelt "good-by'' jim
dropped to his chair. Town pestp
he grumbled. "That woman car
scent gossip a mile off and tells
everything she knows. Never saw
| such a person!
Only reason she came over here
was to see what she could find out
Say-you knew how to handle her
though. That was smart not to give
her any satisfaction about Aunt
Ellen"
Gypsy smiled. g. afraid you'c
do something viol.- she said
you looked as thous-. you were
about ready to-
The waiter brought the dessert
Wallace said: There's one othel
place I'd like to take you since we're
downtown. How about coming over
to the office? Mark ought to BIT
there now. Like to go?"
She told him she would. They
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