The Indianapolis times. [volume] (Indianapolis [Ind.]) 1922-1965, 1933-05-01
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/ In politics. or something like that. +"
Her eyes widened.
What's that got to do with Mon
nie?" Dan wanted to know.
CANDRA hesitated. "Monnie's all
! - right" she admitted slowly.
Butts the family, Dan. They're
after all, we might as well face
facts-theyre nobody. Her brother
works in a garage. Her younger sis
ter's rather wild, I hear. It's just
not the sort of thing that would
sound awfully good later on if a
man we're to go in for public life"
whoever said was going in for
it?" asked Dan. mildly humorous.
But Sandra could see the idea APP
peaIed to him. She pressed the
point.
"All these things seem so unim-
portant now" she said, gently ju-
dicious. "a man doesn't know at %
what he wants to be in ten years.
He has to plan-look ahead-or
some one else has to do it for him.
Many splendid men," she remind
ed him sweetly, have found their
lives all warped and twisted because
they'd chosen the wrong sort Of
wives"
But Monnie isn't" Dan be-
gan protestingly.
Il know, Dan. I know. Haven't
l." asked Sandra, smiling ruefully,
done everything possible to help
Monnie? Not that think it's done
much good, really. I'm afraid, deep
down, she doesn't honestly like me-"
She sighed and brushed at her
eyes lightly with wisp of chiffon
and lace.
mo, Danny, DEAR" she continued,
still in that dulcet, sisterly tone. Il
can see both sides of the question.
L see yours and Monnie's and I see
your parents, who are proud of you
and want the best. How can they
be sure it's not just a boy and girl
infatuation? How can any one of
us know it isnt?"
Dan growled something unin-
telligible and swerved his car into
the driveway curving before the
little old stone and timber house
where Charles Eustace lived.
Don't be cross, Danny-boy,"
pleaded Sandra prettily as they
came to a halt under the porte
cochere. You know I want the best
for you, too, don't your"
She was very close to him. Dan,
hurt, puzzled and somehow def
nitely annoyed, stared down at the
pretty face lifted to his.
Before he knew what was hap
pening, his lips were pressed ar
IDENTIFY to Sandra's provocative ones.
There was a sigh and then Sandra
slipped out of his grasp and through
the door.
Danny, 7 can't imagine what's
getting into u.s." she breathed, scan
dalized.
I'm sorry-didn't mean" NUT
tered the man, following her. In
Sandra's long-lashed eyes was a
suppressed glimmer of triumph.
NEONNIE felt her heart stand
4V1 still. She had been in the en-
brasure overhanging the drive,
watching the sunset. She had been
utterly unprepared for the shock
Of seeing Sandra arrive with Dan.
For an instant, not meaning to,
she had stared at the pair below.
Then she had seen Dams face
hover for an instant close to the
girl's-had seen the sudden, brief
but passionate kiss that followed.
She felt sick and faint. Her blood
hummed in her ears. Where should
she go-What should she do to eS-
cape?
She turned, like a hunted thing.
There was sharp rat-a-tat at
Charles knocker now. The servant
was hurrying in response.
None of the people in the little
fireside grOup-neither Kay, spark
lingly pretty in her old pink organ
die, nor Charles EuStace, the host,
nor his New York friend, Webster
Hallam-had witnessed the tableau.
Monnie alone knew what had
passed between Sandra and Dan
just before the opening of the door.
She braced herself to meet them.
Hello, DAM"
Ito Be Continued