The Indianapolis times. [volume] (Indianapolis [Ind.]) 1922-1965, 1935-12-03
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By Many Raymond
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Nancy thought her grandmother
looked queer. Guilty.
Why did you want me?" she
quered, taking her seat on low
ottoman.
It's about Dana" began Aunt
Ellen. Your grandmother has de-
cided it is important for Dana to
meet the right people"
And you want me to steer her
away from the had wolves to the
nice rich lambs" Nancy said
shreWdly.
Naturally, Nancy, we expect YOU
TO see that Dana doesn't meet any
undesirables,' Mrs Camerons voice
was all iron again We thought
it would be nice for both you girls
If We gave party
"Ye gods A party in this house,"
Nancy breathed
There have been some very Won
derful affairs in this house, Nancy"
chided Aunt Ellen gently.
Not IN my time"
There was an infection in
NanCy's voice that caused Mrs.
Cameron TO bend suspicious gaze
upon her
Aunt Ellen said, her voice shak-
ing as it always did when the usual
calm atmosphere was ruffled, I'm
sure it hasn't been your grand
mothers fault. Times have changed
so much, Nancy I'm sure it hasn't
been anybody's fault that our mode
of living has cilanged-just circum-
stances
Where's the gold mine now?"
Nancy asked pointedly. Her thin
face was cupped IN one hand. Her
dark eyes raised fearlessly to her
grandmother.
Stuff and nonsense" said Mrs.
Cameron Nancy knows she could
have had parties. Nancy's been
party shy. In my day girl liked
nothing so we'll as going to par
ties, but Nancy would rather play
tennis and golf and read and walk.
It's all Of her own choosing"
NANCY got to her feet, her face
l ' cold and impressive. We'll,
when do we present the lovely Miss
Westbrook to our friends? Count
on me, Gran III spread the glad
tidings by telephone. Or will we
follow through handsomely with
engraved invitations?"
Il think it will be Just an in
formal affair." Mrs. Cameron an
swered slowly. Punch and sand
Wiches. Maybe we'll have some ice
cream and cake Well see"
And by the way, 1 suppose we're
inviting Ronnie Moore. Didn't 1
hear during my infancy that his
great grandmother once did fine
laundering for some of my anceS-
torso"
Shame on you, Nancy"
We're inviting Ronnie, of course"
"Ronnie is very fine and cul-
tured young man" There was fire
in Mrs. Cameron's eyes.
And eligible" Knocked Nancy,
softly. "Oh, so very eligible!"
She made straight for the open.
Generally long, swift walk helped
to quiet the turbulent moods she
was plunged into whenever she
suspected she was being pitied.
Better far to have them believe
she was party-shy and had a su-
periority complex than know the
truth.
She wondered now, unhappily,
why she had taken that ugly crack
at Ronnie. He had always been
very nice to her. In spite OF being
the richest and best looking bow in
town, Ronnie was really not a bad
sort, There was the time When he
mad sauntered over to her after the
tennis tournament last summer,
saying, Keen playing, Nan" He
had smiled down at her, and she
had come almost near to liking him
for a moment. Almost.
Deep in her thoughts. Nancy al
most bumped into her half sister.
oh, hello she said, pausing a
moment in her confusion. And then
walked On. AS she reached the
bottom step, Dana called:
Are you going out, Nancy?
Couldn't I go with you?"
Nancy surveyed Dana, who was
locking slim and lovely in a simple,
white frock and brown and white
sports shoes. Her glance took in
all the charm THAI was Dana's. The
lovely eyes that looked deep green
and vet blue in the light. The long
laSheS that brushed Dana'S cheeks
when she looked down The soft
FURNISHED sheen Of her hair.
Not today Nancy said rudely
I'm afraid you aren't dressed for
tramping, Tomorrow" she added
maliCiOuSly, Ill take you for drive
in the family chariot. And per-
haps I'll show you the palace where
the fairy prince lives
She swung on down the old brick
walk putting her feet, in the plain.
flat-heeled shoes. down firmly.
Walking with easy, panther-like
grace.
Danas face was red. What does
she think I am? A 12-year- ole?
Talking about fairy prince!" Well.
her first overture toward friendship
had received a distinct rebuff.
The gate changed Wciously behind
Nancy, who was thinking, why did
do that?"
But she knew the answer. She
had wanted to hurt Dana for no
other reason than that her half-sis-