The Indianapolis times. [volume] (Indianapolis [Ind.]) 1922-1965, 1935-02-08
CHAPTER TWENTY
TREAsUREl" Carlos cried.

4 ENE1OGENE- OdI4DS CIleQ.
Il She nesitated in the doorway
as If uncertain whether or not to
enter. Her thin young figure deli
cately etched against the darkness
Of the night. So beautiful, so good,
so true 70 have been through such
bitter experience. To Carlos,
however, who knew all the facts
now as did every one else within the
radius Of the talkative Mrs. OFlah-
ertys acquaintance, she was still
everything pure and lovely. The
idea that he could ever have sus-
pected otherwise made him feel
loudly humble. He could have
fallen at Eer feet and begged her
to forgive him.
You're not alone?" Treasure
asked.
Mother has gone to the drug
store but she'll be right back"
He was so eager she couldn't bear
to disappoint him. Besides there
was the yellowed program she
clutched in one hand.
Holding it out TO him she said,
Il thought maybe you wouldn't mind
playing this on your piano"
What is it?"
Just an old song I found in some
things of mama s."
Its so faded I don't know whether
I can read it or not" Carlos replied,
propping it upon the music rack.
She sat beside him as he picked
out the notes with one hand.
Gee, that's oddl Isn't it a queer
little tune?"
1t sounds sad, doesn't it?"
That's because it's written in a
minor key. Listen! Let me play
it again. It's a persistent little
melody. The kind of thing if you
once hear it you can't forget"
Its beautiful" the girl cried.
Play it again so I can sing it for
you"
She hummed it through with him,
then in her husky. contralto voice
began to sing the words. When she
had finished it they stared at each
other excitedly.
And can you sing it?" Carlos
said. L didn't know you could sing. "
Il can't. Only certain things"
You've a perfect blues voice!" he
cried enthusiastically.
We'll my grandmother was a
chorus girl as I've told you before. 3"
That's right. I'd forgotten it.
Maybe you've inherited it from her"
"Maybe!" she admitted. Come
on. Carlos. Let's try it again"
When Mrs. Bermudas came home
they were still at the piano. Carlos
was playing through a bunch of
popular songs and Treasure was
singing them Both seemed to be
perfectly happy.
IT was the beginning of COM
Il pionShip which meant more to
her than his love. Carlos formed
the habit of dropping in almost
every night for one reason or an
other. Sometimes he would drag
her out for a walk which sooner
or later was sure to end at the
piano.
The neighbors. who had always
approved of the match. smiled
broadmindedly as they listened to
them singing together.
The mothers of the girls, who
wanted Carlos for themselves, lift
ed disappearing eyebrows and said
they were surprised at Mrs. Nc
CURE for permitting such thing.
They did not know that the ques-
lion had been settled long ago by
tie two young persons most con-
celned.
That first night on their way
home Carlos had said soberly, I'm
still in love with you, Treasure.
Always will be, I guess. If you'll
marry me.
oh. Carlos, don't! Please don't
ask me now"
L know what you mean," he said.
But that needn't make any diff
ference"
Tony would stand between us
always" she said. You would be
jealous of him"
L wouldn't any more. I swear
wouldn't"
You couldn't help it. You would
even be jealous of his child. I know