The Indianapolis times. [volume] (Indianapolis [Ind.]) 1922-1965, 1934-12-24
BY MARY RAYMOND

IDON KENDALL drove past the
~ big family car in the shadow
of the porte cochere and then stop
ped his roadster in amazement.
Two persons were inside, so en-
crossed they had not noticed his
approach. He leaped out and
walked slowly toward the other car.
The door opened the the chauf-
feur stepped out. He opened the
door on the other side for Carol
Don said angrily, What in hell
does this men?" and advanced
threateningly. why you inso-
lent"
Don" said Carol in a low voice,
you'll wake mother. I'll explain
later"
Explain spooning with Law
rence!"
Larry, please go now." Carol
said. Let me handle this"
She watched the chauffeur dis
appear in the darkness.
Come inside" she whispered to
her brother.
each other. Tomorrow I'll thrash
him within an inch Of his life and
send him packing" Don said.
Don't be absurd Carol said.
He played football at college. Oh,
Don, are you blind? Didn't you
know he wasn't a real chauffeur?
You'd be surprised if I told you who
he is. But I'll tell you this much.
He was mentioned for All-Ameri-
can. Another year he probably
would have made it,"
so that's his story" sneered
Don. His voice rose angrily, THE
dirty crook"
Il recognized him." Carol went on.
II went to school with his sister,
He had heard of me, too, which
gave him the idea of getting a job.
After while it was question of
taking any job he could get or stop
eating. And he wouldn't go home
because his father had been hard
with him."
Lord, you're gullible."
don - Carroll" Mrs. Kendall's
fretful voice came from the head of
the stairs. What in the world are
you talking about?"
About that damned chauffeur"
Don said angrily.
Carols frightened eyes met his.
'Lawrence!"
He was impudent to me-" Don
said slowly. isis said I brought it
on myself"
Whether you did or not" Mrs.
Kendall said, angrily, "how dare he
be impudent? Imagine you and
Carol quarreling over chauffeur"
Carol and Don went up the stairs.
please don't ask me what it was
all about, mother. 1 have wretch
ed headache. I left Virginias be-
cause of it,"
who brought you home?"
Il telephoned Lawrence to come
for me-"
"Oh!" said Mrs. Kendall.
XXTHEN Carol came to breakfast
w next morning Mrs. Kendall
greeted her pleasantly well, dear,
how's the headache? Better?"
Much better, thank you, mother"
I'm glad By the way, dear, you
may be Inconvenience a little to-
day. I let Lawrence go for his i'm
pudence to Don"
Carol put her cup down and
raised her eyes calmly to her
mothers. Hell probably find a job
soon. He was an eXcellent-chauf-
feur."
But imagine being impudent to
Don! Carol, you look little pale"
Too much night life. I've been
having these headaches for days"
Il think DR.. lockwood should see
you, dear"
Nonsense. All he'd say would
be, Carol, you must retire at 9 for
a month. No dancing, quart of
milk taken in between meals, more
fresh vegetables and fruit. And
maybe a little trip somewhere
somewhere in the South Mother,
there's an idea! Let me join 9ess
Lattimer for few weeks in Miami
1t would do me a world of good
And I'd like to awfully."
n
MFRS. KENDALL stared in
wi amazement. "Of course you
may go if you care to. But I am
surprised, Carol. You'll miss the
Rutherford party and jeans house
party that you were SO enthusiastic
about"
Mother, darling, how you do
draw on your imagination. Imagine
me being enthusiastic about Jeans
house party" Carol laughed.
I'm sure you shouldn't leave
now"
But I want to. I'm bored and
not well. May I wire Bess today?"
Il suppose So"
What a queer child Carol was,
Mrs. Kendall thought. She hadn't
seemed in the least concerned about
LawrenceS dismissal And it was
really because last night she had
thought Carol was interested in
MN thaC Sne'Q let the young man
go.
I'D like to get away tomorrow"
Carol said.
But you couldn't possibly"
why not? I have plenty of
clothes. And Miami has shops"
of course we can do lots if we
hurry. Do you feel equal to shop
ping?"
Il feel fine" Color had come back
to Carols cheeks. Her eyes
| sparkled.
Mrs. Kendall sighed. "You fairly
take my breath away. I wish you
weren't quite so impulsive."
Only a week before when Bess
had written, begging Carol to join
her, Carol had laughed at the idea.
Imagine! know Miami back
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