The Indianapolis times. [volume] (Indianapolis [Ind.]) 1922-1965, 1931-06-26

have affairs before sto narries7"
Muriel drawled.
Lame looked shocked. She trem-
bled to think what the sisters at
st. Anne's would have thought Of
Muriel Ladd.
ct really don't know" she fall
tered. Il hadn't thought much
about it,"
well, I do" MurieI said coldly.
IT think it accentuates her charm.
7 think we're awfully stupid and
provincial over here"
She blew a cloud Of smoke.
Come to dinner Saturday night" "
she offered lazily. "I've got new
smoothly want you to see. He's a
love.
lawfully old for me. Of course.
He's 80. But 7 like EN- that way.
Happens to be married, but his
wife's a dud and doesn't matter
Come and watch my technique"
Lane said, IF you really want
me, I'll ask mother"
Muriel laughed. You're queer
one,'' she trilled. "AlI this ask
mother stuff amuses me to death.
Really it does, I think you're one
OF those quiet, sly ones.
why, your mothers not bothered
about what you do. Isn't she on
the stage? Isn't she broadminded?
Seems SO silly. to talk as if you
were still in kindergarten"
T lane defended herself. ~My
IL mothers frightfully particu-
lar" she said. She couldn't help
being scornful Of Muriel's opinions.
She allowed herself to be lofty on
this familiar ground.
Everybody who knows anything
at all realizes that people in the
profession are extremely circum-
spect in their private lives. You
evidently believe all you read in
the papers"
Muriel looked slightly surprised.
oh, come on. I didn't mean any,
thing, really" she said apologeti-
caAy. Il was just trying to see
what you'd say.
But do come! We need an extra
girl. Mothers at Bar Harbor and
I'm throwing this party myself"
Lane allowed herself to be naolli-
he'd. She felt that she had won the
upper hand with this superior girl
once at least. She was glad she had
been so emphatic.
But, sweet, you've nothing de-
cent to wear" Cass denaurred when
Llane told her about the invitation
Cass was pleased though. You could
see that. Willow Stream, after all
was turning out to be rather dull
place Tor a young girl with no
money, no friends and position.
Lane belonged neither to the
rich, fashionable crowd, nor to the
natives. She was one of the in
petWeers and for a girl of her age
being an in-between is Sometimes
a very difficult matter indeed
Nothing to wear to what9', dA-
rnanoed Elsie, bounding in. Told AZ
the coming festivity, Elsie declared
My black chiffon is to be had IN a
moments notice"
She went to her room ard re-
turned with the dress trailing over
her arm. "Sweet of you,s cas-
murmured, "but it does make The
child look terribly old"
oh, mother, that's so old-fasbu
Toned Of you," cried Lame. She had
slipped out Of her dinity and stood
arms appraised, as Elsie tossed the
DRIFTS OF smoky stuff over her head
"Ihere!" She stood transhgured
dlrlly mysterious and alluring in
the half light. -
You're NEUTRALITY-SUSPICIOUS., .
Elsie drawled. "Give that little
hell-cat from the upper crust a run
for her money"
"You don't like MurieI. do VOL .,
Lame asked.
Not much!" said Elsie with some
bitterness. GAS soon as she saw
Give was making a play for me
she put her oar in. She barged II
and interrupted every time we hac
a minute together. Now she's got
him. Oh, she's a vixen, that. girl
I'll get her yet"
(To Be Continued)