The Indianapolis times. [volume] (Indianapolis [Ind.]) 1922-1965, 1935-02-09
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CHAPTER TWENTY-ONE

CHE looks ike a Madonna" Mrs
- OF1aherty whispered to Ellen
as they came in from work one
night. She thought Treasure was
asleep because her eyes were closed
but the girl had been lying on the
couch thinking, This is his birth
day. Even if he no longer loves
me he will have to remember what
he said"
Surprising he should come up the
walk now? Or suppoSing the tele-
phone should ring! He would &c
TO her house first, but If he did
they would tell him where she was
Her father would be only too anx-
ious to tell him now. But she
knew he hadn't been <here, because
she had watched the house all day
No one could possibly have stopped
there without her seeing.
After her mother and Mrs. OLA
herty came in she reused herself
to read the paper. Turning as she
always did to the society page to
see If there were any mention of
him. There never was, although
his mothers name often appeared
there. But tonight was an excep-
ton. The beloved name seemed to
leap from the accompanying item
as If it were alive.
Mrs. William Andrew Norton
announced the engagement of her
daughter, Helen, to Mr.. Anthony
Molinari at luncheon at the Yacht
Club today. Mr.. Molinari is the
son Of Mrs. Peter Molinari and the
late Mr.. MOlinari, who was the
founder of the Molinari Chocolate
Co. TIE wedding will take place
during the holidays"
There was a photograph of a
beautiful girl with a vivid express
sion on her face which Tony would
have loved.
She looked like the kind of girl
who would be able to do all the
things Treasure MCGUIRE had never
done. Ride and swim and play golf
and tennis. She was undoubtedly
the kind of girl his mother would
approve of.
And while their engagement was
being announced at a fiower-cov-
cred table surrounded by pretty
girls. she-his wife who was going
to bear his child-had been lying
here dreaming that he might keep
his promise to return on his twenty
first birthday and remarry her.
Without a wOrd-without even a
tear-TreaSure folded up the paper
and rose to set the table. But at
that moment her girlhood ended.
The days went by like any other
days to every one else, perhaps!
But to Treasure MCGUIRE they We're
different. She no longer sat and
dreamed idle dreams of what might
have been if she were a character in
a book. She did not lie on the
couch in Mrs. OFlaherty'S crowded
little sitting room at all.
Instead. driven by an energy
which reminded her of Ellen'S she
tried to keep constantly busy. She
washed dishes. swept the house,
busted and made beds and when
this was done she was too weary to
lie awake at night and think.
Again she had become an auto
NATION but life was no longer a
peaceful interlude. Even her moth
er's love could not save her from a
complete realization of her plight.
She was about to have a child for
a man who cared so little for her
that he had permitted the marriage
to be annulled and made no at
tempt TO see her.
Instead of keeping his promise
to marry her again the day he was
81 his engagement to another girl
had been announced. She was about
to have a child with no means OF
supporting it except such frugal
sums as her mother could make
doing housework.
What future could there possibly
be for either of them? Wouldn't
it be better. perhaps, if she and
her baby both could die? But to
this question. though it often oc-
Cured to her, she answered a de-
termined mol"
For Ellen's sake if for no other
reason she could not lie down and
die. Even though she might have
preferred it to living with condi-
tions as they were. Even though
many times during the last month
it would have seemed infinitely
easier.
Refusing to listen to such ar
idea she calamity bore her burden
Carrying her head high. Man
aging somehow to continue the bust
ness OF living She ate and worked
and walked and slept, but she nc
longer went TO the Bermudas OF
sang through a month that seemed