The Indianapolis times. [volume] (Indianapolis [Ind.]) 1922-1965, 1933-02-09

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obi" Sheila Shayne said softly
And suddenly the world was a
bright and very wonderful place
She raised her eyes to meet his.
ooh, jerry"
CHAPTER THIRTY-THREE
FERRY and Sheila entered the
j side door Of the Grandmore ho-
tel. The corridor extending to that
door led past cigar and news stands
to the lobby. But near the entrance
there was a small parlor, usually
vacant. known as the Rose room.
With swiftly beating heart, Sheila
preceded jerry into this parlor. The
mezzanine lounge was much too
public for their talk.
There was no one else there.
Shcila sat down on the brocade-
covered divan and Jerry dropped
beside her.
Terribly sorry I can't ask you to
dinner tonight Sheila," he said.
How about tea?" He smiled. It
don't often indulge in that sort of
thing, but maybe it's one of your
habits. Do they serve it here or
, must we go to the dining room?"
She knew and Jerry knew per-
fectly we'll that they did not serve
tea in the Rose room. They did not,
as a matter of fact, serve it any
where. When tea was served in
Spencer, it was served at some ones
home
You mean that you have an en-
gagement?" Sheila asked. Then,
Frightening, she added "Why not
drop around after the show tonight?
We are leaving at midnight, but I
can have my things packed and
ready. Maybe" cher voice shook a
little) you could take me for a lit
tie driver"
The rising infection as she fin
ished the sentence softened the fact
that she was making the advances.
She watched the young man at her
side
Jerry was leaning back against the
rdivan, one leg crossed over the
other, swinging easily. His silver
cigaret case was open in his hand.
CUDDENLY he snapped the case
~ shut. And in that instant the
situation became clear to Sheila
Jerry had made love to her He had
almost asked her to marry him.
He had said that he loved her,
promised to follow her to New
York.
Well-he had done that. He had
gone to New York, but not to see
her. Sheila doubted that her be-
ing there had had anything to do
with that journey. Jerry probably
made frequent trips to New York
The Jerry she had met wearing
,overallS, carrying his lunch in a pa
per bag. had completely fooled her.
The scion of a wealthy family
working up from the ranks! On, but
she had made herself ridiculous.
An impulse to laugh swept over
her. She knew before he spoke what
Jerry would say.
I'm tied up at home tonight
Sorry That and charming smile
And her guess was correct. He said
1t almost in those very words.
when are you returning to New
York;" he asked after a moment.
Jerry sat up straight, reached for
his hat and made as if to rise. He
was going now. She would not see
him again.
New York;" Sheila repeated.
sob we have forty weeks book
Ding. We've hardly been out a
month"
Long season, isn't it?"
"A long season. Yes"
He rose. twirling his hat in his
hands. facing her.
"Sheila, don't look that way,
dear" he began, his expression sud-
denly tender.
so she was, making it as plain
as that that she was miserable. Her
lips trembled. Was she going to
cry?
"Sheilal'
The corridor outside was empty
There was no one to see. Jerry S
arm. outstretched. inclosed her.
"How could you hurt me so?" she
? asked later reproachfully.
But darling
you'll have dinner with me?" her
voice was pleading. "Oh, Jerry, say
you will" Telephone home Tell
them you'll be there by s o'clock
That's early! The whole evening
will belong to them. Do stay
Jerryl"
We'll, maybe"
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DUT later, in her dressing room
ID at the theater. Sheila reviewed
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