The Indianapolis times. [volume] (Indianapolis [Ind.]) 1922-1965, 1933-03-03

years and we'd never be any nearer
getting married than we are today.
I It's because you don't really want
10 marry me-
TANET had found her voice. The
- words sounded a little queer, not
quite natural, but she said quickly,
L didn't know you felt this way.
Rolf. Why didn't you tell me? I
thought we were having good times
-"
Good times? Sitting through
movies every one else in town has
seen six months ago, dancing in
cheap chop suey joints, bus rides
well that's not my idea of a good
timel
What does it get you? Nothing!
All the pennies and nickels you and
I save will never make us rich. l
tell you, Janet, it's no use!"
But you used TO say you liked
all those thingsl
The tears were yelling up IN her
eyes again. Perhaps it was because
Carlyle felt tinge of guilt, per-
haps it was because he knew he was
not blameless, yet refused to admit
it, that he answered harshly.
IF I said that, I didn't mean it.
I'm telling you the truth now
They had been walking along a
quiet cross street. At the intersec-
ton, not a dozen yards ahead, the
street led into a brightly lighted
avenue.
Janet could rot bear the thought
of those lights. She halted. The
sudden anger that fared in her
voice was almost as much of sur
prise to the girl herself as it was
10 Rolf.
$50 you're telling me the truth"
she exclaimed. Then why don't
you tell me about that girl you were
with last night? I supposed when
you were so busy Sunday you were
with her, too.
ooh, you needn't go on explain
! lA4B L u4INC4 DLdliOs 1Ou 4loG' W
spend your evenings with me be-
fore you met her. She's the one
who's changed your mind about
about everythingl"
That's not true. I mean"
Don't try to tell me what you
mean! And don't go on trying to
! explain, either. I wouldn't believe
you, no matter what you said! Why
should I? After the lies you've told
ne"
Aren't you making yourself
rather ridiculous? Do you want the
whole street to hear you?'
Il DON'T care who hears what
Il I'm saying! White-faced, chin
raised defiantly, Janet met his eyes.
Il don't care if the whole world
knows. wouldn't marry yon nov
not for anything. Not after the
things you've said, after the things
you've done. I-oh, I never want
to sec you again. Never. AS long
as I live"
AS suddenly as her anger had
come. it spent itself. Tenderness
swept over her face. ooh, Rolf"
she cried in a voice that was low
pitched, frightened "Oh, Rolf"
The young mans tone was frigid.
IF that's the way you feel about
it," he said with exaggerated polite
ness, L guess I'd better say good
night. You can get your car at
the corner here"
Janet made her voice as cold as
his I'm not going home" she
said. 'I'm-Im going to have din
ner downtown. Here. Here in this
restaurant"
They were in front of an eating
place 1t was a restaurant Janet
never had entered, quite an ordi-
nary looking place. Food was the
last thing in the world that she
wanted then but the preteXt would
serve as well as any other to get
away.
She must get away from Rolf!
This hideous quarrel couldn't go on.
She wanted to get away, yet with
her whole soul, she wanted to stay,
too Not with the cold-eyed, I'M
smiling Rolf who was looking at
her, but with that other Rolf who
had been affectionate and adoring.
Couldn't he see she hadn't meant
those terrible things she had said?
Wouldn't he understand this was
all mistake?
He was speaking again. "Then
I'll leave you," he said. 1t might
have been any stranger using that
clipped, formal tone.
For just the fraction of a second,
the young man paused. For just
the fraction of a second Janet'S
eyes raised hopefully.
Then with a quick gesture Rolf
touched his hat brim. Goodnight"
he said, and was gone.
| CHE stood where he had left her
~ for several moments. She put
one hand to her face and brushed
away the tears. She did the same
! thing again without realizing that
she had done it.
A man and a girl were coming
toward her and Janet saw that the
girl looked at her curiously. Why
not? People didn't stand in the
middle of the sidewalk on Lombard
street wiping tears from their eyes.
People who were sensible didn't do
such things. No wonder that girl
was staring at her.
Pressing her lips together tightly,
Janet turned and entered the res
taWant. She found seat at the
side Of the room.
A waitress, short and stout and
with very pink cheeks, handed her
a menu card.
Would you like the special din