The Indianapolis times. [volume] (Indianapolis [Ind.]) 1922-1965, 1933-10-05


And no wonder" Joan thought.
Hes terribly good looking"
From Fieldings they drove
through Chickasaw Gardens, then
past the Memphis Country Club.
Fob thought the Mickey home was
beautiful, so typically southern.
He pointed out attractive features
Of other residences.
Joan told him about the HOLSTER
home on Walnut Grove with it's
lockwood hedges and spacious
grounds. He really must see IT in
spring when the azaleas and dog
wood we're blooming and wisteria
covered the pool There was Won
derful vista through lane of nat
ural evergreens.
But 1 wouldn't want a large
house myself" Bob began. I'll tell
YOU Why" He broke off ana
failed to complete the sentence.
There's something so homelike
about little houses" he added after
a moment. What kind of home
do you want, Joan?"
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CHE closed her eyes for a minute,
- a trick remaining from child
hood.
white" she announced finally.
With green shutters And big
lawn with very green grass and
lots of trees"
And a swing and slide and a
sand pile in the back yard!" Bob
teased.
Joan ignored him.
And big, yellow cat on the
porch" she said firmly.
Bob grinned. Funny little pic
ture painter" he said. Maybe
you're thinking you'd have a white
Pekingese inside sitting by the fire.
But I positively forbid it,
He turned to look at her. Joan
was looking straight ahead, warm
color splashing her cheeks.
She was adorable, Bob thought,
and sweet and modest. Not a bit
of a prude, though Most girls liked
it when conversation took such an
intimate turn. They played up and
led a fellow on to say outrageous
things.
Guess I've fallen pretty hard"
he thought. 1t was rather sober
ing, coming to a decision about the
one girl.
When she left Joan at home that
afternoon they had q tentative date
for dinner.
I'll call you" he said. willis
the chief engineer, thought he
might come over this evening, but
he wasn't sure Said he'd let me
know about 5. If he decides to
come could be make it tomorrow
night?"
Joan said they could.
When Bob reached the hotel he
found a note from the chief engi-
neer. He would run in the follow
ing morning to check the prints.
he said There was also a tele-
phone number for Bob to call.
He called it and Barbara Court
ney answered it. Where have you
been all day?' she queried I've
ben calling since early this morn
ing"
She was having a small dinner
planned especially for Bob. She
wanted some of her friends to meet
him, particularly Nancy Wilson,
who was leaving tomorrow morn
ing.
I'm sorry, Barbara, but I have
a date" Bob said.
"Oh, Bob" Her tone changed
slightly.
You must come" she urged. at
will ruin my party if you don't.
I've planned the whole thing for
you. Couldn't your date be post
poned?"
TIE wished Barbara wouldn't
l. l. draw him in on so many par
ties. He didn't have time to play
around. Still it was very Thoughtful
of her. She was really an awfully
good sort.
We'll. all right, I guess I can fix
it," he said.
You're a darling l knew you
would" Barbara said.
Ii,
about tonight he said. But some
things come up. I can't make it.
I'll be around about 7 tomorrow
night if that suits"
"Thatn be fine" Joan said. She
turned from the telephone. Some
of the buoyancy had left her mood.
Anything the matter?" asked
Pat, who had just entered.
NO"
Your boy friend stand you up?"
"Of course not. Don't be sillyl
He has to talk over some plans with
the chief engineer"
The chief engineer!" Scoffed Pat.
MY. the airs these young mill men
have. I'll bet he's a foreman or may
be an assistant superintendent"
A little later Pat cried out, Say
Joan. have you read the psper to-
night?"
Not yet"
Ito Be Continued
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