The Indianapolis times. [volume] (Indianapolis [Ind.]) 1922-1965, 1931-11-27

I there, tool 1t makes me sick to
watch him"
He did indeed look as if he were
under a severe strain. Mary said
she would follow soon, and added
in an undertone to Bates, Hadn't
you better go with him?"
Bates appeared worried. The old
man looked far from well, but there
was the necklace to think Of.
Jupiter moved to the parapet again
to see if he could pick out the
"Gypsys" lights, and Bates and
Mary exchanged thoughtful looks.
III put him in cab anyhow, +"
he finally decided, and be right
back" He hesitated, L don't like
to leave you here alone. though
and I want to stop and see how the
boys are coming with the searching
Of De Loma's room"
I'm not afraid" Mary assured
hir1. Don't be long, though. Hurry
back"
"Listenl You better give me
that!" Bates leaned forward. an
anxious furrow cutting its way down
the middle Of his plump, pink fore
head. with that gun The Fly's
liable to think he can stand 'em
all off and try something desper-
ate"
But I can't give it to you, here!"
Mary whispered impatiently.
"Nobodys looking. Pull your
wrap up while you unfaSten it..
Drop it in your napkin and lay the
napkin on the table, and I'll pick
it up. I'll watch"
Mary did as he said, looking
around languidly at her unobserv-
ing neighbors as she pressed the
clasp and let the heavy loop Of
gems drop into her lap.
Hastily she covered them with
the napkin and laid the napkin on
the table with as Donchalant an
air as she could muster.
MIR. JUPITER was tramping
4VA around the room to the exit.
Mary suddenly saw De Iona and
the orchestra leader end their con-
fab and De Iona turn and walk
swiftly toward their table.
Hes coming!" Bates rose hur-
riedly as she spoke, grabbing the
napkin and stuf1ng it in his inside
pocket quickly. He cut straight
across the room and caught up with
Mr.. Jupiter at thee door.
De Iona dropped into the chair
beside her. He had recovered his
aplomb somewhat.
"Ah, these American orchestras!"
he scoffed. "They know nothing but
the jazz. Would you believe he has
not a single tango on the program
for tonight?
Il told him, Play me the tango,
and you will see something!' He
will play it, but he thinks not many
in this crowd can dance it-they are
older folk, mostly. For them he
plays the waltz" He shook his
head in amazement. What good is
riches if you can only dance the
waltz?"
He was deadly in earnest about
it, and in her relief at having the
necklace out Of her possession and
safely tucked away in Bates pocket,
Mary almost laughed.
She was seeing a new and strange
side of the man, but one that was
as genuine in it's way as his less re-
spectacle phases.
Then he noticed that the other
places at their table were empty.
"They have gone and left us, eh?
The old one? And Bates, too? All,
but the night is young!" He turned
toward her, switching on his pas
sionate manner as if it had been an
electric light.
He made as if to take her hand,
but Mary moved away convulsively.
So long as he did not try to make
love to her, she could endure him
but not that.
Now she became aware of some
thing under the napkin on which
her right hand rested-something
round. hard, like a handful of
pebbleo-the necklace! Bates hadn't
taken it after all.
In his hurry he had seized an
empty one and stuffed it in his
pocket without looking-and the
Jupiter necklace still was here,
underneath her hand.
She might have picked it up and
put it on again-afterward it &C.
Cured to her that that had been
the sensible thing to do. But at
the moment she was too panicky.