The Indianapolis times. [volume] (Indianapolis [Ind.]) 1922-1965, 1932-03-12

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and ambition.
She understood just then why
Myra had said so proudly that she
and Bert we're young and strong,
and did not wish to have things
made easy for them.
But gradually Ellen became aware
tina her mood was depressing and
bewildering Steven. He had sunk
back gloomily into the cushions
and was staring straight ahead and
away from her.
1t was her job to make him hap
py. With her eyes wide open, she
had chosen that Job.
She set about bringing him to
good humor again with charm and
artifice so that in the end, over the
dinner table, they were laughing
and talking and things we're all
right again.
All right, that is, with Steven.
A FTER dinner he sent her out to
IN Brooklyn in his car, but alone.
She was glad of the chance to be
alone, glad of the chance to face
her own situation, to face her own
soul.
In the end she decided what any
Rossiter would decide. She would
tread the path she had chosen and
with courage and with grace. There
should be no more Of those moods
to make Steven puzzled and I'M
happy.
Home and in the shabby hall, she
was struck again with the contra
dictionS in herself. For she could
not help comparing this place that
was her home with the rich offices
Of Stevens lawyers, with the sub
dyed, graciously beautiful restau-
rant where they had dined, with
the interiors of the smart Fifth
avenue shops.
She walked slowly up the stairs.
Mrs. Clancy popped out of her
apartment as she passed and called
to her.
your mas home and Myra, too"
she observed.
Ellen looked surprised.
Mike decided he'd be a man and
stay there at the hospital by him
SELF, chuckled the Irishwoman.
Funny thing-your mawS tickled
pink she's so proud of him."
Ellen had started on again. But
Mrs. Clancy had more to say. She
evidently was somewhat embar-
raised, for she kept twisting and
twisting her apron.
Il think you got guest up there,
too" she whispered with a con-
spiratorial air. "I-well, I didn't
manage to see him good, but I think
it's the same young fellow was here
for you coupla weeks ago."
Ellen felt that she was Suffocat-
ing as she stammered out her
thanks, turned away and ran up
the stairs. She must get this set
tied at once and forever, while she
had the courage.
1t she saw Larry now he must
know, must understand that she
meant what she had written.
n
HER keys were in the lock and
Il Il she had tugged back the door.
She stopped short on the thresh-
hold. Myra, already wearing the
new blue pajamas, was dividing her
attention between bowl of straw
berries and the evening newspaper.
Molly, dainty as sprite in the
voluminous black pajamas, was
curled upon the couch with a book
from the library.
No one else was present.
For moment the surge of re-.
lief made Ellen feel actually dizzy.
If Myra, in that quick upward look,
saw anything anisS, Molly's ex-
travagant praises of all the new and
beautiful clothes and her delight at
the things they had chosen for her,
covered all other emotion for a
space
Lovely, lovely, lovely Molly was
babbling. "Myra and I have had
everything on and off a dozen
times. The bedroom looks like
society bazaar. You should see."
Not until the new clothes the