The Indianapolis times. [volume] (Indianapolis [Ind.]) 1922-1965, 1935-07-13


many years. 10 felt light and free
in his arms, following his steps in
stinctively. When the orchestra
ended the song and began a new
one, 10 and March resumed their
dancing without returning to the
table.
When at last they returned to
the tiny illuminated table the
waiter was ready and waiting with
the soup tureen.
I'm afraid" Marsh confessed,
that I'd rather dance than eat
but insist on dinner, because We
both missed lunch today"
TO found MarSh's talk as piquant
u and delicious as the dinner he
had contrived.
Seemingly he had been every
where, and he talked of his travels
easily, and entertainingly. Obvi-
ously he was not talking to impress
her, but was speaking in an utterly
natural vein, as if sure. that she,
too, would be interested in those
things which had interested him.
And interested 10 was-sometimes
so interested that she did little JUS
tice to the Olympic Bowls excel
lent cuisine.
She found that, contrary to her
first impression, most of MarSns
travels had been business trips, look
ing after the interests his father
had left him-and not gadabout
voyages calculated to smother
boredom.
He had most recently been in
Mexico, looking after petroleum in
terests which concerned his estate.
THAT must be where he got that
beautiful TAM" 10 thought, land not
on some exclusive beach, doing
nothing at ALL" And he :old her,
too, of his stay in the little king
dom of Nepal, where he had been a
guest of the Maharajah. 1t seemed
that old Aaron Marsh had once
sold the Maharajah a little railroad
which was used by the Maharajah
and nobody else. Marsh told about
it. wittily.
He told, too, about his adventures
with sly Bolivian congressman who
pretended to be looking out for the
Marsh interests in productive lands
while at the same time trying to
fitch those lands for the Bolivian
government conceSsionS-so they
could sell them to somebody else!
BY the time the dessert and demi-
tasse arrived 10 felt that she had
been taken swiftly around the most
romantic places of the world. Not
the tourist-infested spots of the
guidehooks, but the out-of -the-way
principalities and kingdoms and re-
publicS.
You don't seem to have stayed
anywhere long enough to sleep over
night" she laughed
1T just sounds that way in the
telling" Marsh answered. And I'm
older, perhaps, than you imagine
in this beautiful pink light. Or
maybe I flatter myself. No doubt
look every one of my IS years."
iii confess the TRUTH" 10 told
him, smiling. when I first saw
you I guessed 37-and then when
you grinned I decided it might be
anywhere from 81 to &c."
Indeed! must practice that grin
before the mirror. Dance again?"
Il
WTHEN they returned to the ia
w bic he was suddenly serious.
You spoke about my never lighting
in one place very long. That's a
reason I'm so enthusiastic about
Crest Lake. I like my home state
better than any place I've been, and
I think Crest Lake is the most BEAU
tiful part of it. I wouldn't mind
staying there a good long time"
1T is nice" 10 agreed. Il drove
along one side of it a few summers
ago with my parents. I've never
! forgotten it"
Would you like to 60 there
again?" asked Marsh suddenly.
10 was taken aback at the swift
ness of the question. why, I-you
see, I couldn't, now"
There isn't much future in your
job with Brown. And not much
money, I should imagine. I'll tell
you what have in mind. At Crest
Lake there ought to be a sort of
official hostess-dreadful term for it.
but you know what mean. She
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