The Indianapolis times. [volume] (Indianapolis [Ind.]) 1922-1965, 1935-12-18
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CHAPTER SIXTEEN
livery one. apparently, was at
l. the College Club dance. The
ballroom floor was crowded, al
most suffocatingly, thought it boast
ed one of the largest dancing areas
in town.
1t was a highly successful dance.
There YVES good music. Scores OF
pretty gil S. Whispered compliments.
More than enough men. All air of
delightful festivity.
Scanning the crowd, Dana saw
Paula Long several times, but she
failed to find Scott among the
dancers. Apparently he hadn't come
after all. It made all the difference,
most Of the buoyancy left her mood.
It's hot in here she said. Let S
go outside for a moment"
Roger, dancing with her, smiled
Sometimes suggestion to go out
side meant the girl was inviting
a bit of flirting Dana, through the
weeks he had known her, hadn't
seemed that kind of girl. Rather
the opposite. But then you never
could tell.
They went out on the porch. And
suddenly, there was Scott leaning
against a post, smoking.
The hand trembled a little. Lets
go back" she whispered. Il feel
better now"
You don't look better" Roger
retorted. You look all in. What
you need is something to pick you
up. Let's go downstairs and find
it,"
They were quite near the figure
leaning carelesSly against the
porch pillar. Dana, her heart
throbbing violently, ran up the
red flag of courage and reckless
ness.
Fine" she agreed with what she
hoped was a nonchalant infection.
The man against the post moved
suddenly, barring their way
Il think this is our dance, Dana, y
Scott said, with such cold intensity
that Roger was backing off awk-
wardly before he realized it. Sorry
Sorry" Roger said. See you soon"
THERE was moment Of silence
Il after Roger had gone. Then
Dana said firmly: 1T isn't our
dance and you know it.
when little girls start being
silly" Scott answered coolly, Its
necessary to do something about
it."
When did you qualify as my pro-
tector?" Dana's voice was trembling.
II can't see that you've got a right
to interfere. I'm not a little girl,
and I'm able to take care of my
self l don't care for your interfer-
enCe-" Her voice broke.
II gathered as much from your
grandmother" Scott said. She
made it pretty plain"
Made what plain?" Dana
amazed eyes met his.
Scott bent slightly, holding her
gaze. Then he Strengthened. Il
guess there's a little matter to be
cleared up between us" he said.
There was note in his voice that
stirred Dana strangely.
Get your coat. Never mind-vou
can use mine" Scott linked his arm
through hers, closed his hand over
her hand.
Dana found herself walking with
him along the side driveway They
located his car and Scott took off
his coat and placed it about Dana S
shoulders. against her protest.
Even if l we're not a doctor I'd
know what night driving in an out
fit like that would do for you," he
said.
Il never seem to meet you in a
conventional mood" Dana said.
Scott smiled. I'm not a conven-
tional person"
80 I've discovered. I'm always
running away with you, or you're
picking me up and running away
with me- And then" her voice fall
tered a little, you're running away
from me-"
Sent away"
NO" Dana objected you just
stopped without a word. Without
even telephoning, or writing, or
dropping by to say you would be
busy. And what 90 you mean, any
way, by saying my grandmother"
Her voice broke treacherously, Tears
rolled down her cheeks.
CCOTT guided the car eXpertly
- to the side of the drive where
a willow conveniently dropped a
protecting screen. He took Dana
in his arms and they kissed while
the world spun around them:
With Dana'S soft white cheek
pressed agains his hard, tanned
one, Scott said, You didn't know
the old lady was sending me
away? She had some idea l
couldn't afford you. Just the
same, we're getting married,
aren't WEI"
"Of course" Dana said happily,
1T will be a hard pull" SCOTS
voice was sober. Not much OF a
life I'm offering you. We're going
to be poor as hell, honey"
What do I care?' said Dana
with the recklessness of young love.
You night regret il, Scott
argued You might not be able
to stand that sort of life"
All I know is that I can't stand
not being with you" Dana whis-
pered. Il want to be with you al
ways, Scott, I don't care how poor
we are"
There was only one way to an
swer.