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

JhPpY D chor1s qirl In 2 little mid
western ctv shcla meets Jerry Wyman.
she doc ro, know that Jerry's father
owns the factor The Young man taxes
her N supper after the performance.
NOW 90 Of WITH THE STORY
CHAPTER TWENTY-SIX Con
tinued)
CHE reached the hotel in time for
> lunch. There was a matinee that
afternoon. The first five rows IN
the theatcr we're filed with young
girls who patiently were admirers OF
Miss jefferson. the leading lady.
They gave Shcila only perfunctory
applause but clapped enthusiastlc-
aIlv when Elsie sang her love songs.
Shella smiled at Mckee as they
stood in the wings. Still wish you
were a product Of the protected
hcme?' he asked
"They did giggle lot, didn't they?
Il almost threw me of once or
twice
But the audience that evening
showed its admiration for Sheila.
Twice applause literally stopped
the how and she was sent back for
third encore. 1t was nearly II
when finally she left the dressing
room
Jappy had gone already. Marion
Collins is inviting a crowd to that
w aria place" she told Sheila. She
asked me to see if you would ike TO
come along
Thanks. There is my beauty
sleep to be remembered
Jappy nodded, flew into her
clothes and rush away.
The entrance outside the stage
door seemed entirely deserted
when Sheila reached it. Under
the light, though, at the far end,
a Young man stood waiting.
AS Sheila approached, he moved
toward her, snatching a hat from
his head.
alone? What luck"
ooh, it's your
Reluctantly she admitted to
herself again that she liked this
young man. Tonight he looked
even more attractive.
He was wearing a dark, well-tai-
lored suit and he had an eaSiness
of manner that bespoke a certain
knowledge of the world.
Would you care to go to a
little restaurant about a mile
from here?" He asked. Its a
quiet place and the food is good"
He indicated a small roadster,
by no means new, held the door
open for her and, disappearing
around the car slid beneath the
steering wheel.
DRESENTLY they drew up before
L a restaurant. Apparently other
members of the "Heigh-ho' COM
pany had not discovered it and
Shcila was glad Of that.
It was more pretentious than the
other places where she had eaten.
The tables were small and arranged
in such a manner that privacy
seemed indicated Indeed there
were but few other diners though
the place had an air of prosperity.
At an earlier hour it had doubtless
been Well-fllled.
A waiter brought menus. The
young man consulted Sheila, gave
the order. L thought-that is, I
hoped might see you at the brook
tomorrow he told her when the
waiter had disappeared. I'll bring
lunch for both of us if you'll come"
He told her his name was Jerome
Wyman. He was, of course. called
Jerry. He saw that this name made
no impression on her and seemed
glad.
He was working at the factory
Why? To make a living. He didn't
tell her that all of j. c. Wymans
sons (of whom he was the eldesO
would start life that way, though
they were almost certain to become
milhonaires in the course of the
next ten years.
He didn't tell her his father owned
the factory and had built the model
homes.
He didn't tell her that he loved
her, but his eyes said this and
Sheila was glad.
They talked for a long while and
suddenly discovered that all of the
other diners had disappeared. 1t was
time to close the restaurant. The
walters were lowering about rest
lessly.
You'll come tomorrow" Jerry
pleaded.
This time there was no umcer-
tainty. Sheila said of course"
Then it's good-night-not good
by"
Good night"
Long after Sheila had slipped be-
tween the covers of her bed that
night she lay awake. She smiled in
the darkness.
She was to see Jerry tomorrow.
She felt that she never, never had
been so happy before in her life,
CHAPTER TWENTY SEVEN
TAPPY shut the door of the
u dressing room behind her so
help me, Sheila," she exclaimed,
Il believe you're in love-
Cold cream jar suspended in mid
air. Sheila stepped short in her
preparations before the mirror.
Towel pinned firmly around her
head. eyes critically considering her
reflection. she spoke carefully.
In love? Why. my dear Jappy"
Jappy tossed aside her coat.
ripped off her hat and, sinking into
a chair, began to unfasten her strap
pumps.
She was late by recognized stand
ards, but, being Jappy. she probably
would reach the wings a good four
minutes ahead of Sheila.
That's what I said-in love! I've
spoken to YOU twice and you haven't
answered. And, speaking of love.
who was the Romeo you were with
last night? And today at lunch?"
Sheila rose from the dressing
foI,1a fqereUirC be- beaSSr-ee