The Indianapolis times. [volume] (Indianapolis [Ind.]) 1922-1965, 1931-04-17
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GYPSY MCBRIDE, l9-yeaI-old New
isv after she meets him at tie home Of
her wealthy cousin. ANNE TROW-
Gypsy has been fitted By ALAN eros
BY. Just returned from year and
bali IN Paris studying art. and Wallsce's
marry a wealthier man.
Jim and Gypsy &c to Forest City.
His relatives. particularly AUNT ELLEN.
WIZ has kept house for him, are hostile
TO Gypsy. They snub her.
ow Aun' AAR s9 ia0 IoRs cG 5ms 20 nT
nancee. marries BROOK PHlLL1ES'
Months pass and news comes that
Brock Phillips has been killed in fan
from horse. Marcia returns TO Forest
City. She consults Jim about her hnan-
cial AFFAIRS and after tells him her mar
rage 70 Philips was a mistake
:, She declares she cares only for him.
sees Marcia frequently. Gypsy Is aware
Of the situation and worries. she tries
" SSlT . 60 e'@ On 0V w1 ri T aff STORY
Chapter Thirty-six Continued
That's ali 10 rtoday, Miss Otis.
If any one call ssay you don't ex-
pect me back. Tell Mills I'll turn
that brief over to him in the morn
ing In case he asks. Well-IIl see
you to morrow"
LIE swung on his hat and disap-
i Il peared through the door. In
ten minutes he was entering a fash
ionable downtown tea room, a place
more frequented by women than by
men.
Across to the right at a small
table he saw a familiar figure in
blue. Jim made a line for this
table.
We'll" he said, as he drew out a
chair, "an I on timer"
The girl smiled up at him from
beneath the brim of her blue hat.
Two minutes early" she informed
him. Il hope didn't interrupt any
tremendously important workings
of the laW?"
Not likely" Jim frowned slight
ly. Listen, Marcia, do you think
1t was wise to come here?"
The blue-gray eyes were innocent.
"No," she admitted, but Aunt
Ellen has the sewing circle at the
house and wanted to see you.
couldn't come to your Office. What
else was there to do?"
Nothing, suppose. Have you
ordered?"
Eyes. had a sado while I was
waiting. Won't you have some
thing?"
Wallace shook his head. 1--WE got
the car outside" he said. Lets
go somewhere"
Marcia agreed. They left together
and the girl stepped into the green
roadster and Jim took the wheel.
The engine purred gently as the
car pulled away from the curb. Fiji
teen minutes later the roadster was
swinging into country road.
CHAPTER THIRTY SEVEN
THE girls shoulder touched Jim's.
4 She was sitting low in the
roadster, leaning back, chin raised
to the wind. The faint odor of
perfume reached his nostrils.
He stole a glance at the pale.
clear-cut profile. Marcia's lips were
like a cash of crimson. He Just
could see the gold of her hair be-
meath the hat brim.
Where are we goingP" Marcia
asked without glancing up.
Nowhere. Marcia, we can't go
on like this. You shouldn't have
telephoned me this afternoon and I
ought not to have left the Office.
Don't you see it's dangerous?"
Dangerous" Perhaps Marcia
Phillips was pleased with the word.
She did not speak for several mo-
nents. Then she said, "All right.
You'd better turn around and take
me back"
Jim drove as though he had not
heard. 1T isn't just today I'm talk
ing about" he said We've been
seeing too much of each other,
Marcia. You know Forest City as
well as I do.
Some one will say something
one of these days and then the
whole town will start. You know
what they'll say. I'd be a fine one
to let you in for lot of malicious
gossip"
Are you thinking of me, Jiln?"
I'm thinking of all of us. You
and Gypsy" The name slipped
from him unconsciouSly and he
looked slightly embarrassed. "Oh,
you know yourself it's the right
thing!" he wound up weakly.
Its mostly because Other, isn't
it2" Marcia asked slowly. DO you
think she suspects anything?"
rs That's not the point, Marcia. It's
the wrong look Of the thing-where
we're driftingl"
But if she doesn't know, she
can't be hurt, can she?" Marcia
persisted.
mo one must be hurt!" he said
firmly. why, this sort of thing
can lead-anywhere. I see 1t in
court every day. Tragedies. Mis-