The Indianapolis times. [volume] (Indianapolis [Ind.]) 1922-1965, 1935-07-08
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BIZ Mabel McElliott'


most Of his impressions Of the
Americans from the cinema
Katharine said he was an old
lamb. and Michael agreed more
temporarily. After a brief stay at
the Savoy the two were 10 90 to
Ireland to see the castle which had
come to Michael from his fathers
family.
1t probably has 81 rooms and
one BATH he told his bride And
old retainers in hunting coats jump
ing out of the hedges"
oh. Michael, we must do some
riding there. They say the horses
are marvelous!"
He smiled at her glowing face.
Perhaps you'll want TO stay-not
20 back to the states at all
Il don't know. Wherever you
are" said Katharine, will be home
TO me-"
They came in to their suite one
day at tea time. The girl. loosen
ing her scarf of dark rich sable5.
riffled the mail on the table.
Her face altered. Michael, who
knew every expression of it.
watched her anXiously.
"A letter from John Kaye" she
said. "Oh, darling, l am sorry
about John. He was so sweet to me
and l let him down, didn't -"
She tore it open. She had not seen
John when passing through New
York. She had not known what to
say to him.
Dear Kitsy," she read. Best Of
luck and all that. Tell Michael
Heatberoe for me that he'll have 70
use a whip hand on a stubborn girl.
Or don't. That sounds flippant. I'm
just trying to be funny. I'm glad
you're so happy. Zoe told me. Did
she happen to tell you the ParkerS
are living in the same building as
the one my apartment is in? I've
seen Zoe quite a lot. She's a grand
girl. Give us a ring when you get
back. l want to send you something
1 think you'll like, but 1 can't until
you have a place to put it."
II ArHAR1NE.s eyes were wet.
N Hes the best man I ever
knew-except you, darling" Then
her eyes darkened on sudden
thought. John and Zoe! Was that
too utterly preposterous? Perhaps
not.
You're already a matchmaker"
Michael shouted in rich amusement
when she told him.
A looking man servant
came in with the tea at the mo-
ment, interrupting their idyll Kath-
arine sat down Sedately and poured.
Darling, you'd be perfect at
one of those what-d'y ou-call emf
school treats the English novels are
full Of" said Michael delightedly.
DO you suppose they have them in
Ireland?"
l don't know" Katharine lifted
her cup. The lacy sleeve of her
blouse fell away from her rounded
arm as she drank. IF they do we'll
have them. Tea and buns and
strawberry jam
Il IFE was fun. Everything she did
i with Michael was rare fun: the
old shops they explored in search
of glass and pewter: the little jew
eler's. in side lane. where Michael
had bought her a pair of old silver
flligree earrings.
Darling" she said suddenly, with
characteristic irrelevance, do you
suppose there will be dogs at Done
gal? Because if there aren't l want
to buy one. Right away. I've been
wanting one for years"
She would have a puppy again
maybe more than one. A spaniel
with silky ears-or a earn like the
one she had lost. She wasn't afraid
of life any more. or of loving.
Michael had showed her the folly of
that. Even if she lost him to-
morrow she would still have the
utter glory of their perfect time TO-
gether. Nothing could change that
or take it away.
Something of what she was think
ing, she told him haltingly. The
man listened with tender interest.
You're not going to lose me, my
sweet. Not if / can help it."
Their big, luxurious room dark
ened as night fell. Lights came out,
like far-of moons. here and there
in the streets below them. The
sound of a moving tide of traffic
motor horns, the screeCh Of COM
planning brakes came up to them
as the music of dim symphony.
They stood, arms interlocked, at
the window, gazing down at London.
And tomorrow" said Katharine
dreamily, I'VE take the Channel
crossing. ireland then, my darling.
And the place your father was born.
And all the rest of our life together
The thought held them both
Speechless. They had days and
days, stretching ahead like a golden
stream unbroken. Who knew what
l., L.