The Indianapolis times. [volume] (Indianapolis [Ind.]) 1922-1965, 1931-03-07
CHApTER FOUR

CHAPTER FOUR
In the house across the way there
we're lights and a woman moving
about the kitchen.
Downstairs the girl knew Alan
Crosby was dressing for dinner. He
had spoken vaguely of spending the
evening with people he met in
Europe"
Nothing at all about when he was
to see Gypsy. Not even excuses
Nothing at all about when they were
TO exchange news and gossip as, in
letters, Alan had said he was so
eager to do.
Gypsy rested her head, YEARLY
against the easement. She had
reached the inevitable conclusion
aud there was no doubt about u.
Alan had changed
That, unfortunately, was not the
worst of it.. The worst Of the sit
ustion was that Alan had changed
and she had not.
Gradually the sky darkened. More
lights binked in the opposite build
ing and the oder Of cooking tood
reached Gypsy's nostrils.
Even then she did not think Of
eating. There were crackers and
cheese and a jar of marmelade IN
the square tin box OH Che table
across the room, but Gypsy did not
think of them. Neither did she
switch on the light. Darkness was
a blessing.
Gypsy cid not know what time it
vas when she at last arose, slipped
out Of her clothing and prepared
for bed
Not until her head reached the
pillows did the tears come. Then
she wept bitter, choking sobs. She
wept until exertion quoted her.
Crosbys neglect gradually became
less Of q tragedy He would ex-
plain it all when she saw him to-
morrow.
Alan would make it seem very
silly Of her to have been so mis-
cradle. Comforted, at last, she
slept.
Sure enough, the following morn
ing he hopes were justified. 1t was
II o'clock. Gypsy was coming up
the stairs after breakfast and a
walk. AS she passed the third floor
landing Crosby's door opened. The
young man appeared, smiling.
GYPSY he called. wait min
ute-I want to see you'll"
e
GYPSY came down the stairs one
" step What do you want?"
she asked
Crosby stood in the doorway,
beth hands on his hips. His dark
hair was touseled as usual and his
eyes looked sleepy.
Nov, is that the way to speak
to an old friend who's been ban
ished from Gods country for forty
years?" he chided. Gypsy, my child,
where are your manners?"
1t was impossible not to respond
TO that good-natured grin. Gypsy
smiled, came down the two remain
ing steps.
Beg pardon, my lordl" she said,
with mock humility. I'LL see that
1t doesn't happen again, my lord!"
She dropped a deep courtesy.
Crosby laughed. "Impudent little
upstart!' he scolded. by George,
Gypsy, you're looking pretty this
morning. Say-I've got a lot OF
things to talk to you about.
Have you got anything to do
right now? What do you say we
brave the elements? Take me out
and show me the town. want to
take a long walk, the way We used
TO-"
"Wherell we go?"
Anywhere. Have they still got the
Battery"
The girl nodded.
And the Bronx Zoo?"
Another nod.
And Riverside Driver"
"All three"
Then let's walk UP Fifth avenue. /"
1t was nonsense, but to Gypsy 1t
sounded like the worlds most
Scintillant wit.
I'D love to!" she said instantly.
"Wsit-I1l be ready in a minute!"
She was wearing her hat and
coat. Gypsy already had walked
ten blocks that morning. She ran
up the flight to her own room.
From the depths Of a tiny closet