The Indianapolis times. [volume] (Indianapolis [Ind.]) 1922-1965, 1933-10-02

Barbara Courtney whom he had known
IN New YORK. Because Of this brief en-
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CHAPTER THREE Continued
He might as well leave, Bob
thought. There wasn't a soul he
cared about dancing with when the
entertainment was finished. and to-
morrow would be a stiff day He
would explain to Duke and make his
departure quietly.
Suddenly, the orchestra broke
into the strains Of an old favorite,
Roses of Picardy" Bob sat back
in his seat.
A slender girl in white. her eyes
brushed by an ineffable cha<m and
usefulness. her dark hair like wings
against her cheeks, stepped out on
the platform Bob stared at her,
amazed, incredulous.
Then Joan lifted her strong young
voice. the clear. sweet notes soaring
upward, filling the room. There
was a burst Of applause as she con-
Guided the number.
That's my girl, Duke" Bob said.
your girl?"
Joan, Joan!"
Duke stared. Then he laughed
what do you know about that!
Joan, Of course. Funny I couldn't
remember her first name. She's the
girl I was talking about at the tea
shop"
She was therel"
"You would have seen her when
she left but you were buried in
blueprint"
1T doesn't matter now since I've
found her. You said her last name
is 'WarrenY"
Yes" said Duke. "Waring." He
pronounced it Warning" Mice
kid too"
Joan Warren" Bob said, laugh
ing softly. That's not a wonderful
enough name for a girl like that.
I'll change it,"
TIE was in high spirits, tremen-
Il Il dously excited. He had found
her again and she was not only
beautiful and sweet but talented as
we'll
The applause had brought Joan
back. She stood quietly for mo-
ment, a smile curving her lips, while
the orchestra played the introduc-
ton to her encore. She could see
Pat in her place, completely at ease
Of
young and beautiful.
And then Joan's eyes met the
smiling gray eyes of the young man
not far away. Her voice rose again,
happily, in the opening strain of the
song.
Again the audience applauded en-
Enthusiastically, but Joan left the
stage. Bob hurried to the door,
scanning the fashionably dressed
women and girls as they thronged
through The mezzanine floor was
suddenly swarming. He caught a
glimpse of Duke, grinning.
Duke came nearer, We'll, Mr.
Doorkeeper, what luck?"
She's still inside. Hasn't come
through"
There's another door"
Bob turned, startled. 1t was then
he saw Joan. She was standing in
small group and the blond girl he
had seen at the train was with her.
Duke followed his eyes. We'll,
you won't need me around, I guess.
See you soon, Bob"
Thanks, Duke. I enjoyed the
show"
The mezzanine still milled with
people, groups gathering. girls who
has appeared on the program be-
ing stopped by admiring friends.
L loved your cumberland 1
thought the costumes were the clev-
crest" Bob, standing alone near
the balcony rail, heard it over and
pver again.
And then he saw the circle about
Joan break. She and the blond girl
turned, making their way toward
the elevator, He started in pursuit,
almost running over pretty girl
who stepped into his path.
Bob Weston" She barred his
way.
"Barbaral Wait one moment, will
you? I'll be back"
He dashed for the elevator and
reached it just as the door slammed
and the lift dropped downward.
CHAPTER FOUR
TIME hotel lobby was filled with