The Indianapolis times. [volume] (Indianapolis [Ind.]) 1922-1965, 1931-05-07
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time myself somehow" Berry, said
confidentially.
We'll, if you aren't interested
enough in my career to help me
when I'm sick I don't suppose you'd
care to 60 with me tomorrow" Irene
baited.
Shed no intention Of asking Beryl
to accompany her to the broadcast
ing studio, but she hated washing
and ironing, and Beryl could do it
beautifully. OF course, she couldn' {
sing but Irene knew she'd love
TO 60 to the studio.
If you're able to go upstairs and
fetch 1t down here I'll wash it,
Beryl compromised. Z wouldn't
miss your addition for anything"
Irene was gone, and when she re-
turned Beryl saw a glimmer Of pink
among the folds Of the yellow blouse.
What are you ringing in on me?"
she asked suspiciously.
only dance set" Irene said
lightly 1T will just take minute
while the iron is hot"
Well, I said anything, Beryl
admitted MY nistake-but it's too
bad you didn't bring the Monday
wash along. too"
Don't be mean," Irene coaxed.
I might be able to do a lot for you
some day-if you should develop a
voice"
Beryl laughed. Anything can
happen" she said. Even that"
IRENE was seized with mag
L unanimous impulse. Maybe if
you'd cut out that crazy tapping
as you call it, you'd discover that
you have something to work with,
anyway"
you mean real voice?" Berry,
appeared to be deeply impressed.
"A soprano-like yours?"
Irene sinpered. "Well, you could
hardly expect to have a voice like
mine" she said pityingly.
you would be sacrilegious,"
Berry, retorted and left the room.
Irene was so insulted that she
decided Berry, SHOULD not accom-
pany her to the studio after all
But she did not go near Beryl to
tell her this while the latter
washed and ironed the lingerie and
cooked the dinner.
In fact, she said nothing during
the meal Of her new decision. Mrs.
Everett unconsciously appeased her
injured felings somewhat by critl-
Ching the food
ooh well" Beryl answered list
lessly, Il didn't feel like cooking"
incoming over some one?" Irene
asked maliciously.
Beryl nodded. Some one I feel
sorry for" she said sweetly, and
Irene's intuition warned her to drop
the subject.
When Berry, spoke like that she
was going to be cuttingly sarcastic,
and Irene didn't want to lose her
temper to the point of disclosing
to Beryl what she had in mind for
her.
But when she did speak of it, the
next morning at breakfast, she met
with opposition from an unexpected
quarter.
Beryl was away ninding the store
while Mr.. Everett-who left the
house before his wife or Irene we're
up returned to breakfast with
them.
On this occasion he seemed to be
in a hurry. Berry, tells me she's
going to New York with you," he
said to Irene. Give me some more
coffee if you've got some hot.
mother. 7 want to get back and
finish the vegetable rack before
Beryl leaves.
If you'd come over and help" he
began suggestively, again addressing
himself to his younger daughter,
only to be interrupted by his wife's
Mortified.
PA! Can't you ever realize how
those newspaper interviewers would
make it sound if they found out
Irene had worked in a grocery
Storel"
What newspaper interviewers?"
Mr.. Everett asked hazily.
= Il
."NH, you're as bad as Beryl!"
~ Mrs. Everett exclaimed. Cant
you see what's ahead of your
daughter? But of course, you
wouldn't know" she added with a
weary sigh. Fame means nothing
to you. All you've ever known is
turnips and cabbages.
Why, I don't believe you've ever
sold an alligator pear in your life!"
she added, warming to her subject.
Mother" Irene broke in stifay.
after all, even alligator pears have
nothing to do with me and my
career. I should like to forget gro
ceries for a while. I'm sick to death
Of the thought of them"
Mr.. Everett grunted, and looked
at the two eggs and bacon on her
plate, the stack Of toast and jar Of
jam.
It's not for this family to de-
spise groceries," he said testify.