The Indianapolis times. [volume] (Indianapolis [Ind.]) 1922-1965, 1933-10-03

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stairs.
GO back to bed, Mother" Joan
said. III be awake until she
comes"
A T o'clock Pat came. Up the
L n stairs and into the room with
a little rush. She flung off hel
coat quickly and stood for a mo-
ment, staring at her sister. Joar
thought she had never seen Pal
so lovely. She was wearing a cher
ry-colored chiffon. Her eyes were
like twin stars and her cheeks were
flushed.
She came toward the bed, hold
ing out her arm.
Joan. look at this perfectly dar-
ling wrist watch Jerry gave me,
Platinum and diamonds! I wonder
how he knew l was having a birth
day tomorrow"
Joan took the soft. slim hand in
hers. tits beautiful, Pat. Do you
think you should keep it?"
Imagine giving it up!" Pat said,
happily, I'D like to see anybody
make mel"
She sat down on the bed, "Oh,
Joan, I've had a marvellous time.
Met lot Of Jerry's friends. They
were all nice to me, but there was
a married woman, Claire Williams
I simply hated herl
Jerry said he didn't care for her
either, but he's known her a long
time so he had to dance with her.
There's a woman, Joan, would give
me trouble, if she could"
Il know he's crazy about me.
Simply crazy about me-"
Joan couldn't wet-blanket such a
mood. Maybe Jerry was all right
after all.
About 8 o'clock the next night
the doorbell rang.
Jerry is Pearly," Pat said. TEL
him I'll be right down, joan"
But 1t was not Jerome Forester
who faced Joan in the doorway. The
young man. hat in hand, smiled
"Oh," said Joan, its you'll"
We'll, yes" said the young man
It's a little early for ghosts to BOZ
up, isn't It? You're going to invite
me in, I hope. You would If you
knew what I've gone through find
ing you"
But you did find me-" Joan said
holding tight to the door, trying to
hold on to sanity. 1t was madness
looking up into the face of a perfect
stranger and feeling her heart pound
wildly, the color rushing to her face.
please come in" She thought
that she was acting like a school
girl. He came in and stood looking
down at her.
Get your hat and coat" he said
land let's drive around. Hows
that7"
Swell" said Joan with a lump in
her throat.
1--WE minutes later she was seated
u beside him in low, gray road
ster, and Bob Weston was plotting
the car surely and swiftly along
Central. Now and then she stole 6
look at him.
Yes, he was Just as she remem-
bered ht11-the finely chiseled nose
firm mouth and slightly dominant
chin. She tried to think Of stabiliz-
ing and familiar things.
WAS mine the last doorbell2" she
asked.
mo"
THE first?"
THE second. Iran out on party
with girl I used to know"
It was ridiculous to feel thai
twinge of jealousy.
He told her about Duke pro-
nouncing her name so that il
sounded like Warren" and how
he'd finally traced her address
through Molly Davis.
Jean was happy again. He had
been out with the other girl be-
cause he couldn't find her. He hac
searched for herI
"All I had to go on was you1
name" Bob said. Il heard YOU
relatives call you joan"
She gasped.
Anything wrong?"
st was thinking that I don't know
your name"
Its Robert Weston. Does that
help?"
She nodded.
Can you say Bob?"
ayes"
Say IT,"
Bob"
ut wasn't 50 hard, was it?"
"No."
Bob had been driving slowly. Nov
he brought the car to the side OF
the road and stopped it. Joan, hel
heart pounding, turned to meet his
look-not the teasing expression she
had expected, but steady, thought
full look.
She smiled a little, uncertainty
And suddenly Bob leaned forward
placing a hand under her chin, tip
ping it UP.
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