The Indianapolis times. [volume] (Indianapolis [Ind.]) 1922-1965, 1935-04-29
BIZ VIDA II Z r S T.
1885. BY Reglster-Tribune Syndicate

married to Bill. We thought "
could keep our marriage a secret and
! get some money ahead, but there S
nothing to this living apart. Then
too, it might get Bill in bad with
the company if they should find il
out. We can manage on what he
makes. I'd rather have less and
share it with him, and he feels the
same way about it,"
1t must be wonderful" Irene
agreed thoughtfully.
She hated the idea Of having to
move from the apartment, which
seemed like home to her now, but
it would be a relief not to have to
live with Eve. A month Of Eve S
disorderly presence unmitigated by
Virginia would be bad enough. But
Irene reminded herself that she
would be away at least three nights
a week and Eve was out so much of
the time, they wouldn't be forced to
spend a great deal Of their time to-
gether.
Although it was late before the
girls went to bed, at 7 the next morn
ing Irene was dressing to take the
morning plane to Los Angeles. Vir-
ginia opened one eye.
Sure you don't mind changing
with me?"
Not at all. Have good time in
Seattle"
1T seems selfish" The other MUIR
INJURED, when you could have slept
until almost noon"
Don't worry about that You
can't fly with a brand new husband
every day in the week"
III say I can't" Virginia adj
mitted, closing her eyes again.
But on the way to the airport
Irene was not thinking of Virginia
and Bill, but Of the pilot who was
flying the plane to Los Angeles. She
knew he still possessed that same
magnetic power over her. She had
felt as if an electric current went
tingling through every nerve when
he entered the room. 1t must be a
chemical affinity-this irresistible
attraction between them.
She fought against it with all he1
strength but the fact remained, if he
had Whistled to her she would have
wanted to follow him through des-
ertS, over mountains. No danger
would have been sufficient tt
quench that longing for adventure
he was able to rouse in her.
The love she had felt for Bart
was pallid, colorless fascination
compared to the hypnotic influence
the pilot had over her the moment
she looked into his eyes.
She was so absorbed in her
thought Of him that she had forgot
ten all about her telephone CONVEX
sation with Peggy the previous
night. Not until she was in the
plane looming across the bay from
Alameda to San Francisco did she
remember Peggy's question.
Irene wondered then if Bart could
be contemplating a flight today, but
when the plane landed it was not
Bart who boarded it but Peggy
Irene's gasp of establishment was nc
more startled than that of the CIR
who cried, why, Irene, you tolc
me you were going to Seattle"
THEN Irene saw that she was
L not alone. And where had she
seen that man before?
May I present Mr.. Drury, Miss
Gardiner" gurgled Peggy in her
most affected manner.
AS soon as she heard his name,
Irene remembered him. The film
salesman who had kissed his wife
and children good-by in Los Angeles.
Slender and tired looking as before,
but without the black beret.
She would have to ask Peggy
where she had met him, but for the
moment her duties as Stewardess
prevented conversation. AS she
went about her work of folding
coats and buckling straps, she
though, so this was why she want
ed to know my schedule today! But
where is she going with him? What
are they planning to do?"
She couldn't imagine Peggy, i'm
pulsive as she was, doing any thing
disgraceful. But the destination on
both tickets was Los Angeles.
When they were well on their Way,
Irene asked Peggy to come to the
rear of the plane so that she might
talk with her. Perched on the arm
Of her chair SO that she might be
able to hear, Irene asked diplomatic
cally, Are you going down for the
day?"
Peggy's blue eyes were deter
mined. She wore the look Steve
had described as stubborn as a mule.
For the time, even her favorjte
movie star was forgotten.
I'm not" was her rejoirder. I'm
going to Hollywood"
AT least she was going to be frank
about it and Irene determined to
meet her on her own ground.
Just what does Mr.. Drury have
to do With it?" she inquired.
Everything" Peggy admitted
bridling. He happens to be a di-
rector for one of the biggest film
companies in California"
Where did you meet him, Peg
gy?"
AT the st. Francis. I was sit
ting in the lobby smoking and he
spoke to me because I looked so
much like Ruth Chatterton. 1t was
the same day." continued Peggy,
that found Bart in your apart
ment."
Irene's gaze fell before the
younger girls reproachful eyes.
Il haven't had such a square
deal from Bart. I know he's never