The Indianapolis times. [volume] (Indianapolis [Ind.]) 1922-1965, 1931-03-23
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CHAPTER sEVENTEEN

CAAElEH SEVENTEEN
The tour of inspection included
a drive past the Italian villa and
its imposing neighbors. They rode
on to the Glendale club, the more
exclusive of Forest Citys two coun-
try clubs, then took a side road and
came back past the Golf and Ten
mis-, where Jim said he played golf
whenever he could spare the time
GYPSY marveled at the level dis
NJ tances stretching of to each
side Of the road. It had been such
a little while since they started and
here they we're in what must be
countryl
"Jackson's creek is of that way"
Wallace said with wave to the
right. used to swim there when
was a kid. Skate, too. Do you like
to skater"
I've never treid it," Gypsy ad-
mitted. "The only sports had much
experience at as a kid were jump
ing rope and playing hop-scotch.
That's about all you can do on q
city sidewalk" She laughed.
Jim turned toward her. Say,
that must have been fought I'd
forgotten you've always lived in New
York. Wait a nainute-there's some
thing I want you to see"
He turned the car and they drove
In silence until presently he pulled
up at the side Of the road.
Nov, then" said jim, look at
thatl"
To the left across a low valley
lay Forest City. The girl had not
realized they had come so far. The
towers Of its half dozen high down
town buildings stood out boldly.
In either direction stretched lower
structures, struggling city blocks
with occasional dark patches that
we're trees or open spaces.
Beyond this nondescript skyline,
reaching over and above them, was
the bluest Of blue skies, hecked here
and there with f1eecy cloud masses.
The cold yellow sunshine gave the
panorama brilliance.
The girls eyes were fastened on
the azure distance. tits wonderful,
jim" she said.
IT always like to come to this
place" he told her. discovered it
myself" He began to point out mu-
nicipal landmarks, when suddenly
he stopped.
you're shivering, Gypsy. Why
didn't you tell me you we're cold?
That little coat you've got on isn't
enough to keep you warm. Why,
didn't you say something's"
She insisted she was not cold.
There was no robe. Wallace started
to take off his own coat, but she in
dignantly refused it. He turned the
roadster back toward the city.
"WeIl stop at the Carlton" he
announced. Get you warmed up
there and have lunch. No use to
drive clear out to the house"
The Carlton was Forest City's
best hotel. Jim was greeted by sew
eral acquaintance as they walked
through the lobby and Gypsy felt
eyes upon her.
The head waiter called Jim ''NIr.
Wallace" and was solicitous about
their luncheon.
1t was an excellent meal. The
warm room flushed Gypsys cheeks
becoIningly. After the morning out
Of doors both of them were in good
spirits and hungry.
Jim had been telling her about
an amusing law case and the girl
was laughing when she noticed two
women across the room. Mother and
daughter they seemed to be. Gypsy
saw that the older woman was
watching them and resented her
scrutiny.
Jim" she said finally, who is
that woman across the room? Shes
been watching us"
Wallace turned his head, glanced
back quickly. Some one I don't
care to meet" he said in a lowered
voice. Lets get out Of here"
1t was too late. Already the