The Indianapolis times. [volume] (Indianapolis [Ind.]) 1922-1965, 1935-12-14
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CHAPTER THIRTEEN

p ONN1E was offended; there was
N no doubt about it. But why?
Dana searched her brain, could not
md an explanation. She told her
self 1t was nothing to worry over.
Ronnle would come back.
He did.
Saturday afternoon the big road
ster halted before the Cameron
house and Ronnie got out. He went
up the steps, rang the bell.
Dana, meeting him in the hallway,
saw a Ronnie with haunted eyes,
mouth and jaw set firmly. Lets
drive" he said slowly.
"All right" Dana had missed
Ronnie. She had missed driving
in his car, the gay crowd she usu-
ally found herself with when they
set out together. It had been dread
fully dull all week at home, de-
pressingly dull with her grandmoth-
ers speculative eyes upon her, no
place to go to escape.
But I'll have to change into
something else" she told him. The
frock she was wearing was SIM
pie house dress.
Ronnie put a hand on her arm
please come as you are" he said
earnestly.
She hesitated. Then something
in his face decided her. They
stepped into the roadster and
Dana sat quietly as the car
gathered speed. Presently the city
was behind.
1t was lovely in the country. In
her enjoyment of the picturesque
landscape Dana almost forgot that
Ronnie was being horribly rude;
sitting stiff and silent at the wheel
Small homes flashed by in irreg-
ular sequences, some with an acre
Of green about them, other with
only patch of garden that seemed
untouched by the fallish tinge tc
the air. The air was fresh, in
vigorating Dana caught the scent
of neW-cut grass, drank it in deep
ly.
A ERUPTLY Ronnie said, "I've
L a got to tell you something. ]
know I'm an imaginative fool. But
it's on my chest and it has to come
off. can't go on thinking about
it. If I do I'll go crazy"
Thinking what?" Dana's lovely
eyes turned seriously toward Ron
ME. He looked almost i'll. She
added, What is worrying you, Ron
ME? Please tell me- Perhaps I
can help"
you're the only one who can,"
Ronnie said miserably. well, then
p" Dana waited.
The other night-the night of
the Storm" he began, st was with
a bunch dancing at the Breckin-
ridges. AfterWard we had a mid
night supper. 1t was almost 3
o'clock when I went home. You
remember what a wild night it
WASP"
YES" said Dana. st remember
Would she ever forget that night!
Il was driving home, and be-
cause I'm a sentimental idiot. I
went past your house. I've done
it before. You can see just how
far gone I am"
Dana smiled at the thought.
Ronnie driving past her home in
the wee hours. And then she
sobered. Ronnie was leading up
to something. He'd been driving
past the house the night of the
storm-about o'clock. She re-
membered that Scott had said, as
that big roadster turned the cor
ner. "It's around 2:30 or maybe
nearer g." Then the roadster had
been Ronnie's!
"I was driving slowly because
there was so much debris in the
street." Ronnie continued. "And
then, as I turned a corner, saw
Scott Stanley waiting to cross.
There ives a girl with him. 1t all
happened so quickly. I saw SCOTS
face but I didn't see the girls plain
ly. 1t was just an impression, but
1 kept thinking she looked like you.
knew it couldn't be you, Dana,
and I fought telling you because it
might make you despise me. But
couldn't get it out of my mind that
she looked like you. Tell me I've
been a fool. Please say it, Dana! p