The Indianapolis times. [volume] (Indianapolis [Ind.]) 1922-1965, 1932-01-08
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the fact of its approach. Another
of Phil's conventions concerning pis-
ton rods was a refusal to ask for aic
from other motorists.
Jake Lucca alone, in a world full
Of men, could repair piston rods,
and Jake was leagues upon leagues
away.
The lights grew larger still, and
dangerous seeming, and Ann
stepped out of the glare just as the
csr-the sportiest sort of sports
model-slowed and stopped, and a
girls voice called, Hey, hey, Phil!
Some more troubled"
Phil had started the engine and
had his ear to its breast so that he
could hear the knocks. Ann receded
farther into the shadows.
Lefty stepped from the car, and
crossed to Phil, and said, her child
ish voice raised high above the
groans of the engine, What is it,
old dear? Piston rods again?"
Phil lifted his head, but he did
not come back to complete con-
seriousness of the outside world-a
heartless, knockless world where
piston rods were of secondary I'M
portance.
A voice that he knew had greet
ed him, and he returned the greet
ing abstractedly.
Hello. Lefty" he said to Miss
King. whose first name he was I'M
sure of, could not really remember.
IF one small cat sinks out OF a
Il bag. wisdom may attempt to cap
ture. If dozens of spry black cats,
loosed possibly on purpose and all
at once, plunge forth to trip and
skip and caracole into the night,
confounding wisdom. counting and
frolicking with folly, nothing much
can be done about it.
Letty's next remark, addressed to
Ann in the shadows and made with
one hand on Phil's arm, was,
doesn't the poor darling have the
foulest times with his old piston
rods?"
Ann came forth and was intro
duced as Miss Fenwick to Miss
King, and Miss King said politely,
"Phils told me a lot about you"
Miss Kings escort came along.
His name was Mr.. Smith-a nice
easy name to remember, and he was
glad to know every one, or so he
said.
He disclaimed all knowledge of
things mechanical, but offered to
give Phil tow, if Phil had a rope.
Phil had no rope.
Lefty said to Phil Say, listen,
Notwithstanding =. :" And had
retreated again to the shadows, so
she might have been out of earShot;
but Kenneth Smith was right there
until he walked back to the sporty
sports model and climbed into it.
Phil said. Never mind that, now,
Lefty" and she said, Eyes, but I
want to tell you"
Phil said, Don't go, Ann. Stay
here" And Ann kept right on go
ing, and Lefty kept hold of Pills
arm.
Kenneth said TO Ann, Some
crush over there" as if he were in
pain. and Ann said brightly, yes, it
does seem to be-"
II ENNETH sighed; Ann did not.
IN Kenneth offered, she makes
me sick, if I do say it. She used to
be a swell woman, but since she's
gone bash on that sheik she's one
wet smack right.
Can't see a heavy date; can't see
but a coupla dances after dinner;
can't see a damn thing but Shelby
and trailing him around. I'm fed.
I'm bloated. I'm through. I'm not
doing bloodhounding for a living.
Not yet"
Ann said sweetly and with SYM
pathy that she did not blame him
in the least.
Kenneth opened the car door.
Wont you get in and sit down and
waltz"
Thank you" Ann accepted, I'll
get in and sit down, she sank into
the wide depth of the seat. but
why waltz"
Kenneth said, after moment,
L get you. I'd go in hurry if his
damn car wasn't busted down"
1T isn't said Ann. Its his
damn (from AnnD "Stubbornness.
The car would run we'll enough to
get home if he'd run it instead of
listening to it and looking at it.
He'll have to. sooner or later.
He has a knock in his engine
that's all. They will get home in
good order, in time"