The Indianapolis times. [volume] (Indianapolis [Ind.]) 1922-1965, 1933-02-08


CHE could not understand this
- change. Neither could she re-
proach him. Sheila sat there look
ing foolishly into the telephone
/ transmitter
There was nothing more to be
said, apparently. What should she
do? She was completely miserable.
4 She had given Jerry an opportunity
to ask to call and he chose to ignore
it. There was nothing now to be
said.
And yet Sheila heard her own
voice. Jerry" she was saying, I'VE
are leaving at midnight tonight. I'd
like to see you before 60"
A long pause, throbbing Then
the reply came. ooh, I see! Yes,
that would be nice" The words
were coolly courteous. where are
| you dining?"
Sheila told him in a voice that
shook in spite of herself. Was Jerry
going to invite her to dinner? The
show closed at quarter of IL and
! the Jrdln lett at midnight.
There would scarcely be time for
her to see him. They could have only
few hastily exchanged words at
the stage door.
Usually Sheila dined in her hotel
room, but tonight she would change
her plans. She said, Here at the
Grandmore, In the grill
There was another pause and
then Jerry said, III see if 1 can't
drop around"
Can you call me later at the
hotel?' she asked All pride had
fled. Sheila was a woman in love
pleading
III try to-"
She hung UP the receiver with
conflicting emotions. Jerry had lot
been cordial. Nevertheless. she re-
allied that he might not have been
alone.
Perhaps he had used that cool
tone and manner because he knew
some one was listening.
At any rate she was to see him
again. She was to see Jerry with
his tall, straight body, his laughing
eyes, his crisp hair, gold where it
touched his skin, his flashing smile.
She would see him and bask in
the sunshine of his admiration. She
was Iovelier to look at than she had
been a year ago. Her salary was
better and her clothes were more
expensive, more becoming.
Jerry would certainly find her
more attractive.
A Ii afternoon her heart sang
n gaily. She longed for Jappy
when she sat in her dressing room
at the theater, Dreaming her face
with swift, practiced hands.
She longed for some one to whom
she might unburden her heart.
some one who would understand.
A chorus man, strolling by her
door, circulated the report that
Miss Shayne's voice was improving.
He had heard her singing a love
song, "aS if she meant it, by Jove!"
The matinee went we'll though
to Sheila it seemed interminable.
Eagerly she scanned the audience.
The usual school girl crowd was
on hand. They always came on
Saturdays.
Sheila liked to dance for such
audiences. Wistfully she envied
those girls their homes, their Sc
curity, their friends and their
parties. She knew that they envied
her TOO, and smiled little bit
terly. Well, life was like that.
After the finale she remained in
her dressing room. almost afraid to
leave. She was certain that Jerry
would be there at the stage door
waiting, yet could not face the dis
appointment if he should not be.
She took long time dressing,
lingering over each simple act SO
that she was among the last to leave
the theater.
If Jerry was there, ne would wait
for her. If he was not there. what
was the use of knowing it sooner
than necessary?
She hoped so terribly that he
would be!
|
hat, trim and neat with its unmis-
table Fifth avenue air. was pulled
down sidewise over her head. Each
curve of the dark hair was as it
should be.
Her tailored frocK and fur piece
were becoming. Her gloves fresh,
her purse new and her pumps ire
proachable.
John, the stage doorman, sat with
his chair tilted back against the
brick wall, nodding Sleepily. He
Strengthened as Sheila passed, half
rose and touched his hat.
That was fine show this after
noon, Miss Shayne," he said. I'VE
hate to see you leaving Spencer"
"Thanke, John. Sorry we have
to 60"
CHE felt suddenly warm I'D
~ glowing as she stepped into the
alley leading from the stage door
to the street. A moment more now
and she would know!
1t took courage for Sheila to turn
that corner. She Strengthened her
shoulders slightly. moved forward.
There was no one in sight.
OF course, she had really not ex-
pected Jerry would come. Why had
she even hoped that he would?
What reason had she to feel this
way?
Sheila stormed at herself, scold-
ing. yet knowing that the Scolding
was useless. OF course Jerry couldn't
treat her this way if he really cared
for her OF course she was max
ing a fool of herself!
TO Be Continued