The Indianapolis times. [volume] (Indianapolis [Ind.]) 1922-1965, 1932-01-07

Office one day TO sew the hem Of
her dress-or petticoat-that had
ripped"
why didn't she sew it in her owr
office?"
Because there happened to be
about dozen or more people in heI
Office, and am alone in mine"
oh" said Ann. The girl had
stopped staring and was writing
something with a red fountain per
she had borrowed from her escort.
Why didn't you tell me?" said
Ann.
Tell you what?"
About the heel and the ripped
hem and ALP"
Phil pressed his lips together,
and Strengthened them to a smile,
and shook his head slowly. He
meant, by so openly despairing of
AIMS intelligence, to shame her:
but it seemed not to work that way.
Why didn't you?" said Ann.
Because I hadn't an idea that
such minutiae would interest you.
Also, forgot it. Are you paying
me the doubtful compliment of
jealousy, or what is the object of
this inquisition?"
The girl gave the note to the
waiter.
Ann said, you are jealous of me
when no other man is concerned at
all" (The waiter supercilious,
stealthy-an cratic combination at
best-had started toward their ia
BILE, had grown shy, had paused to
rearrange some flowers in a vase.)
you are jealous of Cecily and
Mary Frances and Grand and Ro-
sale"
Philip was about to say that her
accusation was unjust and untrue,
but the waiter spoke first, Every
thing all right, sir?"
Philip said, Yes. Quite all
right"
Pretty view out east there" the
waiter suggested.
A mn looked out east there. Philip
"A said, Yes The waiter moved
away.
May 1 see that note, PHILIP" Ann
said.
Shall I pass it across imme-
diately? Or might I look at it
f1rst?"
Read it yourself, first" said
Ann.
Some nonsense" he frowned, as
he unfolded the tight two square
inches of paper. He continued
frowning as he read: Darling
sweetheart man: I didn't story to
you, honestly l didn't Call me up
when you get home and I'll explain
everything. Your, L. If 1 think
you are mad at me 1 won't sleep a
wink. Call up sure"
Semi-senSiblenesS was all that
was ever claimed for Lefty; but
occasional cleverness has been
claimed for Phil and an aSsump-
ton that he was smart enough to
make his way in the world. He
burned the note, right there in the
ash tray, while Ann looked on.
II think I'll go home" Ann said.
Darling" Phil pleaded Don't,
please! I'll explain everything
later"
A certain similarity to the word
ing of the note may be. seen. But
Ann, who had not read the note,
liked the unusual darling" and she
liked, also, the eager promise to ex-
plain. She did not like the conno-
tation of everything" so she re-
peated it. .--..--t..- -.-.
"Everything?" $780,.
Philip had gained time and found
himself. There is nothing to ex-
plain" he said. "After ali, I am a
lawyer, and 1 do try to observe
some. of the ethics of my profess
sion"
You didn't tell me that she was
a client of yours"
"She isn't. But there happens to
be another woman with a poor old
blind mother" He stopped. See
here, Ann, I have no right to go
into this.
IF you insist But why not
take my word for it and trust me-?
Won't you please do that, dear?"
n n
"XXTELL, yes" said Ann. Still I
w do think it is very strange
that she should have to write notes
about it in a place like this
She didn't have to. She is an
extraordinarily silly little girl. She
could have stopped in the office for
a moment in the morning. I sus-
pect that the sole reason for her
sending the note was TO make the
boy she is with Jealous
"Or me?" said Ann.
Hardly. She's silly, but not
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