The Indianapolis times. [volume] (Indianapolis [Ind.]) 1922-1965, 1933-06-23
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to Marcia this evening. He had to
be alone to think!
He said goodby to her and then
telephoned Elinor.
Are you dining in, sir?" Hig-
gins questioned a short while later.
Eyes. Higgins" Barrett answered
happily. Before he left the room
he wrote, Flowers, candy, pink
box" on a day-by-day pad that it
was an absurd and unnecessary re-
minder he realized, feeling slightly
fool. Nevertheless it was a sat-
isfaction to write it. He stood look
ing down at the words.
TIE had said, Really do you
Il Il mean it?" and she had replied,
Il certainly dol" They had talked
Of it for some time; he confessing
his hatred of old fools who crashed
in on the buds, and she was saying
that was quite different" He had
admitted his IS years and she her
20.
And later, over the telephone, she
had said she had enjoyed the after
noon. Her voice had been not quite
steady and he had wanted to say,
You darling You darling" In
stead he had only said, BE sure to
dress warmly enough tomorrow"
Barrett looked at the clock;
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this time tomorrow night he would
be with her in that pleasant, small
inn which Marcia had said was I'M
changed. He'd telephone ahead and
order something special.
Tomorrow seemed a long time
away. He studied the laggard clock.
What an adventure coming home
would be with her in the house!
What magnet she would be! He
saw himself slipping from his coat,
hurrying into the drawing room,
STOPPING to take her in his arms.
Was it fair to her to dream this
way, not knowing how she felt? He
must hold himself in a bit.
He knew he had force, and If he
thought he could make her as hap
py as she should be he would use
that force. Then-together for the
rest Of their lives His lean cheeks
warmed, thinking thus.
If she could ever say, ct love
you'll" he would ask nothing more!
T IDA, in way, had enjoyed
- Miami. Vance Carter had been
there, as devoted as usual, and she
had been amused.
True, his infatuation had few
times made him difficult for even
her to handle. She had had to
make promises she had never in
tended to voice. These bothered
her trifle, although time, Ida
had found, often untangled the
webs that follow the first deceit.
Still, she did wish Carter hadn't
made her say she would divorce
Bentwell to marry him as soon as
Miss Ella died.
She wroAe Miss Ella dutifully,
telling hen that the cough which
had forced her to leave dear Bent
and Elinor' was almost gone. She
knew Miss Mia approved mother
who remembered her obligations.
At the end of three weeks, Ida
got reservations for the trip north.
Cara and Hal were going on to
Havana. They had spoken of it
frequently and a bit too pointedly,
with eyes fixed above Lida's head.
Cara had said, eyes narrowing,
'Lida, if were you wouldn't play
much more with Vance Carter. It's
rather cruel, don't you think?"
And Lida's innocent, But Cara
4 can't think what you mean"
had done nothing but make the
other woman look at her with
disconcerting steadiness, laugh I'M
pleasantly and say bluntly, Don't
be a fool! You know damned well
what I meant"
The visit had, as this continued,
been rather disappointing.
Ida loathed trains and the peo-
pie one saw upon them. She ar
rived in New York in a smoldering
mood to find that the motor for
which she had wired was not wait
ing for her. Fuming within, she
gave taxicab chauffeur the Park
avenue address.