The Indianapolis times. [volume] (Indianapolis [Ind.]) 1922-1965, 1931-08-01
CHAPTER THIRTY-FOUR

CHAPTER THIRTY-FOUR
! A S the newly married pair drove
n through the village the Christ
| mas carolers wandered through the
snow.
Noel, Noel, oh night divine,
Oh night divine, oh night when
Christ was born"
Along the road, lights glimmered
frostily, the blue and crimson and
silver of lights on little trees in
friendly houses. The world was
very beautiful A plane zoomed
above the travellers, its motor throb-
bling in the night symphony.
DO you mind" Give asked, IF
we stay at the Bleeckman tonight?
didn't tell any one where we were
going, but I thought we might start
south tomorrow if you liked. You
said you'd never been to Florida I
think. Does that suit your"
Anything" Lame agreed She
was conscious Of an overpowering
lassitude.
The suite into which they were
presently shown was suave in pale
green damask and French prints.
Lane scarcely noticed all this.
Her things were laid out on the
painted bed with the damask cover
let when she came in from the sit
ting room. The blond satin night
robe with the darker lace, the negli-
gee of sleeves dripping more of the
same, the mules crusted with gold.
Anything more, madame?" asked
the demure girl in uniform.
Lame said no, flushing under the
maids interested scrutiny.
For two pins" Give said genially
when the door had closed behind
her, shed phone the reporters our
headquarters. Only I got there first.
I bribed her myself"
Lame stood before the oval mirror
.rearranging her rumpled hair.
1--WE can dine up here" Give
said from the doorway. Unless
you'd rather go downstairs"
She turned, catching his intent
gaze upon her. "Oh, here" she
murmured. ct would be much
pleasanter. Although why we
should dine at all, I don't know.
Certainly I'm not hungry"
II am" Give announced. 1--WE
eaten nothing all day and I'm ra-
venous."
Menus were consulted and pres
emily a trio of solemn walters ar
rived bearing small trestle tables
arrayed with silver, covered dishes.
Lame had thought she would not
be able to touch food, but her
healthy young appetite asserted it
self and she ate with zest.
1T was 10 o'clock when the tables
Il were borne away, the check with
its appalling total signed.
"a family might live for a week
on that amount" Lame marveled.
Give laughed at her naivete.
"Ah, but they could! You don't
know what it is to be poor" She
regarded him with a gravity he
found utterly charming.
You'll never have that particu-
lar sort of bad time again." he re-
minded her. She smiled at him.
II don't know why you're so good
to me-" she began, and broke off,
coloring again. 1t was difficult,
keeping their discussion on the inn
personal basis they had planned.
Give said abruptly, you're tired.
Better turn in, hadn't we?"
The 1--WE" startled her.
Eyes. I suppose we should" She
rose. In the pale green room, the
door shut against him, she paused.
She caught the f1lmy night things
to her and fled into the bathroom,
where, in a maze of jade and onyx,
she bathed and brushed out her
tumbling hair.
With the flowing robe of biscuit
stuff clutched around her, she
trailed across the boudoir, tinidly
opened the door.
The sitting room was quite empty.
She called, "Clive. Oh, Give"