The Indianapolis times. [volume] (Indianapolis [Ind.]) 1922-1965, 1933-05-25

kaV cllckeO ner tongue against
her teeth, rejecting that men were
really the limit 1t was high time
that Monnie stopped this nonsense
about Dan and discovered there
we're other men in the world.
CHE set of for the News" Office
- quite gaily, feeling serena and
capable and alert. 1t was good to
have this thrilling new Job, to have
a place in the world.
KAY wasn't at all nervous about
doing Miss Anstice's work. 1t was
simple. really. and she knew just
how It should be done. You could,
thought Kay coolly, do it with your
eyes shut.
Life was different for Kay this
year. The old sullenness and i'm
patience had slipped from her like
a cloak. She no longer thought
longingly of New York, Of going on
the stage.
She had noticed since she had
been helping Miss Anstice that peo-
pie were nicer to her. Even stiff
people like Mrs. John Blair.
Mrs. Blair had called up last week
to remind Kay of the big bazaar at
st. Thomas and to hope she could
drop in for lunch one of the days
when the Ladies' Aid was serving. y
We're counting or you, Miss o.
Dare" the lady had cooed. Kay
had tried to keep from smiling, re-
membering how Mrs. Blair had
snubbed her at the high school
dance where Linda Blair, her
daughter-clumsy and u~nattractive
in an expensive frock-had tried to
be the belle.
Kay hummed a little tune, step
ping along at what Charles called
her "race-horse" gait.
Belvedere wasn't such a bad place
after all. 1t was really nice, es-
pecially on crisp October days, such
as this. when the naples on Denny
street seemed to have turned to
pure gold and the air was clear and
spicy. Kay didn't envy Monnie
even, en- route to New York, and
later England.
She took a deep breath. The trip
would be good for Monnie. She
needed to be shaken out of herself.
Monnie had been unhappy this past
year. Kay set her lips, thinking of
the Cardigans. Horrid woman.
Dams mother!
It was she, of course, who had
made the difficulty between Dan
and Monnie. Well, Monnie would
forget all about Dan. She would
have a marvellous time, and per-
haps come home with a foreign
prince in tow. You never could tell
Monnie was beautiful enough to be
a princess.
Kay was half way through a day
dream in which she saw herself pre-
siding over a reception to my sis
ter, n Countess de B" when she
reached the dingy office of the
newspaper.
Meanwhile, Monnie, speeding
eastward in the drawing
which Miss Anstice had insisted ex-
t~raVagantly upon r~eserving, felt
herself living in a dream. The mar
row glass reflected a glowing girl
wrapped in brown fur a small hat
atllt over her right eyebrow.
You look awfully smart in that
coat" Miss Anstice told her criti-
cally. Its just your style. I am
very proud of my travelling com
panion."
MISS ANSTICE, so and bird
4VA like, her neat gray curls es-
Gaping from a new blue velvet tur-
ban, smiled b~enevolently.
Wen go first to the Splendobilt.
my dear" she said. Wen be there
by 6. Dinner in our room-or if
you'd rather, down in the restaur-
ant. Yes, I think that would be bet
ter. You'll like that"
oh, so much!'
Well then, that's settled. I
thought if you weren't too tired we
might go to a play. There's RATHER
Inc Cornell in that new one that's
such a success" purred Miss Ans
tice' taking off her gloves and blow
ing gently into each finger to keep
the shape, as she had seen her
mother do.
I'm never tired" declared the
girl in the green coat, meaning it
n looking as if the statement
might be true.
Ito Be Continued