The Indianapolis times. [volume] (Indianapolis [Ind.]) 1922-1965, 1935-10-19
CHAPTER TWELVE


NOW GO ON WITH THE STORY.
CHAPTER TWELVE
lean DUNN looked up from her
j typewriter with start to see
Sandy Harkins standing beside her
desk, grinning at her.
"Why-where'd you come from?'
she asked. He jerked his thumb at
her employers private office.
I'm there" he said.
I'm there?" she asked blankly.
why not? Him and I had some
business. I got things all framed up
for you and me to go horseback
riding"
Sandy, what are you talking
about?"
We'll, if you don't believe it, ask
him. Here he comes"
The door opened and Mr.. Mon
tague came over to them, He looked
more than ever the part OF the SOLID
prosperous Enthusiastically pressed
summer weight blue suit, florid face
hair neatly barbered and brushed
bringing a faint odor Of tonic anc
powder: a middle-aged man who
had won success and money anc
was pardorahlv proud of them ano
of his own appear nee, and a kindly
friendly sort of person in addition
He beamed down at his pretty
stenographer.
81 understand you already know
Mr.. Harkins?" he said, with one
hand on Sandy's arm. Jean nodded
smiling.
"Mr. Harkins is client of mine,
said Mr.. Montague. Now you know
a LAWYER exists to serve his clients
and this particular client demands
that I permit my stenographer u
leave her work in the middle OF tn
morning and go out horseback rid
ing with him."
Jean gaped at him. His eyes twin
kled gaily as he went on:
"And the funny part of it is, In
going to grant his request. I nigh
lose him if I didn't. And I cam
afford to do that, you know. Can
let a good client get away from you
So you're at his disposal, Miss Dunn
until-well, until tomorrow morning
AS far as I'm concerned, any way.
She still looked up, incredulous.
mo, I mean it," said Mr.. Mon
tague. Get your hat and get GU
of here. I don't want to see yol
until tomorrow"
And he turned and went back int
his Office. Jean looked up at Sandy.
will you tell me what on eartl
this is all about?"
Come on-you heard him, didn'
you? Get your hat and We'll g.
places"
LIE pulled her to her feet, laugh
l. l. ing at her. Utterly bewildered
but feeling that day off was da,
off even when you couldn't under
stand it, Jean hurried off to max
herself ready. Five minutes late
she was sitting beside Sandy in hi
roadster.
Il expect you'll want to get you
riding clothes on?" ne asked. Sh
nodded, and he turned off the bou
levard to go to her apartment. T
all her questions he returned jokin
answers, refused to say more thai
that, as Mr.. Montague's client, h
had demanded and obtained tn
company of Mr.. Montague's stenog
rapher for a day in the country.
He waited in the car while Jeal
went into her apartment an
changed her clothes. Then the
we're off again, and before long the
had reached the riding academ
and were mounted.
They had been here several times
After that canoe trip, Jean ha
found herself forgetting her scru
piles against having dates with thi
tall Westerner.
Her conscience continued to NUT
ter darkly in the background, bu
she silenced it with the reply tina
Sandy was behaving like a perfect
proper, if somewhat breezy, gentle
man. He had not even tried to kis
her again. To this, Conscience ha
replied ironically, Yeah, and who
disappointed about that?" So tina
Jean, coloring family, had refuses
to listen any longer.
They cantered across a field ant
came out in leafy country roao
where they refined their horses il
to walk. Jean threw her hea,
back, looked up at the blue Summe
sky, and luxuriated in the feel o
the wind on her bare throat.
You know, I've got it prett
SOFT" she said. Here I get almoS
a whole day off, and last week on
day Mr.. Montague let me go hom
in the middle of the afternoon"
I'm the lucky one" said Sandy
II got date out of it, each time.
well, it's pretty SOFT" said Jeal
contentedly. "1Cs funny about MI
Montague. I haven't hardly beel
earning my salary lately. :. Wha
day was that, anyhow"
Friday" said Sandy promptly. q
remember because that was Ev
Lewis's birthday. She bawled me GU
for not remembering to be home 70
her dinner party"
why Sandy-did you break a.
engagement to go canoeing wit
me?" asked Jean.
Say, I'm glad 1 did-;or NOR
reasons than one"
Jean eyed him archly. What
the other one?"
= u
CANDY sighed. Jaw, there's
~ funny mix-up here in towr
Seems there's a holdup artist some
where around who looks like me-"
Sandy"
"Yeah-can you imagine?"
How do you mean, Sandy?" sh
asked. puzzled. How did you fin