The Indianapolis times. [volume] (Indianapolis [Ind.]) 1922-1965, 1932-06-14
CHAPTER EIGHTEEN

CHERRY let Pearson relieve her
~ Of the heavy packages. She
stepped into the roadster, settling
herself with sigh. This is aw-
fully kind of you" she said.
Her shoulders ached painfully
and she was beginning to realize
how tired she was.
Not at ALL Not at all What in
the world have you been doing?
Buying out a grocery store?"
She told him about the apart
ment. Were going to have our
first dinner there tonight. 1t will
be the first meal I've ever cooked.
I'm only beginning to learn about
housework-"
Pearson said he was sure the din
ner would be a success. Suddenly
with rush Of confidence Cherry
found herself telling him all about
her trials Of the morning.
Max Pearson wasn't hard to talk
TO or frightening, though he had
read all those books and knew so
much. He seemed really interested
in the things she was saying.
That's where we're living" She
pointed out the building few doors
ahead There on the right. You
\ must come to see us soon. II
weren't such an amateur at cooking
Fd ask you to dinner"
J That's a promise I'm going to
hold you to. I'd like very much to
come"
Pearson's dark eyes flashed in a
smile. Cherry thought he seemed
utterly sincere and was touched.
She was grateful moment later
when he insisted on carrying the
packages up the stairs for her.
The second floor hallway was
dark. Cherry found the latch,
turned her key in it and the door
opened.
THE place is a sight" she apollo
gized. Il haven't had time to half
finish and things are thrown every
way"
Pearson slowed the sacks of gro
ceries on a chair. He stood in the
middle of the room hands in his
pockets and looked about.
Its homelike," he said. 81 be-
1ieve you've actually begun to make
this room look like yourself. Yes,
it's very attractive.
He swung about, facing the girl.
"You have personality" Pearson
said did you know that? OF
course you're beautiful but it's per-
sonality that makes you different
from every one else. That's why l
like you.
Few people have it. you know.
They're like so many dry sticks or
stones, You're real-yourself. And
you're lovely and exciting and
well, hope we're going to be
friends"
Cherry said, "Why, Of course. Dan
thinks so much of you. He'll want
you to come to see us often
And you and will be friends?"
The girls cheeks were tinged
with pink. 81 hope So" she said.
A LMOST Immediately, rather alb
IA ruptly, Pearson departed Cher
ny was little puzzled by his man
ner. He really did seem rather I'M
usual But he had been friendly and
she never could have managed all
those packages alone.
There was no time to think more
about Max Pearson. Cherry put
away her coat and hat and set to
work preparing dinner. She got
out the cook book and hunted for
instruction for cooking beefsteak.
When she had found the place, she
propped the book open, then de-
cided it was a little early to put the
steak on the fire. She unwrapped
the other packages. They seemed
to fill every available bit of space
in the kitchen.
She had bought fresh peas because
The grocer had suggested them. They
were in a huge sack-two pounds.
Cherry dumped the peas on a news
paper because there was no pan
large enough to hold them.