The Indianapolis times., 1933-06-08

waterman fdQ gone 10 OLllCdBO 1OI
that conference. Surely she had
heard him tell Charles only yester-
day about the trip.
Il won't stop then" Charles said.
He was gone with cool and distant
bow In her direction.
Y hate him!" Monnie said, aloud
in the quiet room. She was furi-
ously angry. No one had ever made
her so angry before. She wanted to
quarrel with him violently, salts
fyingly.
WHEAT did you say?" Charles
WAS on the Threshold again,
lean and elegant. He had heard
her!
"Nothingl" She started back at
him, all defiance.
"Oh, yes, you did" Suddenly his
face was not two inches away from
her own. He, too, was angry. His
lips were set grimly.
Monica deliberately pouted her
OWL. in the shape of a kiss. Al
most before she knew what was
happening he had pinned her arms
to her sides, was kissing her 1iercely,
angrily.
you asked for that"
"Oh, OH" she painted, struggling
for release. How dare you?"
you wanted me to-" He taunted
her with that, letting her go.
She would have struck at him
blindly, but again those strong arms
pinioned her as in a wise. Saving
them for Mackenzie, eh?"
Monica flushed a deep scarlet.
Not only the words, but the tone
were insulting.
"You-youre insufferable! I don't
know why I ever thought you were
my friend"
'Friend" Charles laughed softly.
"You must know that's rot-friend-
ship between. a man and girl.
Either they're in love and know it
or-or-"
"Or what?" She was still furious
with him but curiosity had her in
its grip. She must know what he
meant to say.
or they're in love and don't know
it" Charles finished shortly. He
walked over to mirror, coolly
Strengthening his tie.
Sorry. 1 didn't mean to behave
like cave man." he said. Il just
stopped in, really, to say goodby.
I'm leaving day after tomorrow. Be-
fore 1 go may I wish you health,
happiness and prosperity-all that
sort of thing?"
Thank you" Monnie was trem-
bling all over. She could scarcely
stand, but she was determined he
should not know it.
Il suppose L won't be invited to
the wedding"
Il don't know what you're talk
ing about"
Its voice was harsh. Don't
Il Il you? Miss Anstice says he
wanted you to marry him in Lon
don and that you'd almost made
up your mind"
Really? Who's listening to
gossip now" She wanted to put
her hands on her lips and shout
at him. She had never felt such
a passion of violence in her life.
One hears things" Charles lit
a cigaret, watching her coolly.
And you assume I couldn't resist
the charms Of great wealth?"
What girl could?"
Monica whirled on him, veri-
table small fury. you mean what
poor girl! Oh, how dare you talk
to me like that? You never would
to some one-Some one like"
She could not go on. She was
afraid. desperately afraid. she was
going to cry.
Like whom?"
She regained her composure after
a struggle. Like Ellen Willard-or
-or-Sandra." Her tone had a
wealth of bitterness in it, a deep,
abiding hurt.
Charles tone was contrite. Mon
ME, l didn't mean that. You know
I didn't. I'm sorry"
She would not, could not, forgive
him the injury, All the pent-up
pride and loneliness of the past few
months flowed over her and, put
ting her head down on the desk, she
wept bitterly
He hovered over her, desperately
contrite.
NO, no, don't touch me. You're
all alike-all of you!"
Whom do you mean?"
ITO Be Continued