The Indianapolis times. [volume] (Indianapolis [Ind.]) 1922-1965, 1935-12-13
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the darkness. She shut the door
quietly and went up the stairs,
The house was wrapped in still
ness and tho slight sound of her
own door opening was msgnified
by contrast. What a strange night
IT had been. And what a dear
Scott Stanley was. What a dear,
In her own room Nancy had been
awakened by the sound OF Dana s
cautious ascent.
Staying out all hours with Ron
ME" she thought. Maybe that's
Dana's method Of getting him.
But her lips curved scornfuIly, If
I wanted bona fide wedding ring
on my finger it wouldn't be mine"
DANA had prepared herself to
~ give . complete recital of
last nights happenings. Il had re-
CURED courage. Because in the
light of next day, away from SCOTS
practical reasoning, she was not 50
sure the details would sound we'll.
She was reasonably sure that her
grandmother would be both angry
and Mortified. Grandmother would
probably make it clear that women
did not shed their clothes in the
homes Of men. At least no nice
girl would. Dana was just sure, too,
that grandmother would have adv0-
Gated running the chance of pneu-
monia and a speedy death rather
than put on a mans lounging robe,
no matter how enveloping it was.
There wasn't anything to be
ashamed Of and I won't be-" Dana
determined bravely.
But the necessity for telling of
her adventure did not arise. If any
one had told Mrs Cameron that she
could be influenced by suggestion,
she would have ScOffed at the idea
Rather, she would have consigned it
to the limbo of impossibilities in no
uncertain terms.
Sarah had tapped at her door at
o'clock, bringing a tempting ray
and a tempting idea, Might be
mighty good fer you OF Miss, to
have your breakfast in bed. Might
be good to stay there, takin' things
quiet-like. 'Twan't doin' you no
good, gettin' a victim"
Sarah, you haven't an ounce of
sense in your old head" Mrs. Cam
eron retorted. My dress wasn't even
damp
"Yes'm," agreed Sarah pleasant
ly. At the door she shot back
But 'twan't dom you no good. You
allus was mighty easy to take cold"
A breeze, pirouetting through
the window just then, brought a
bit Of last nights dampnesS. 1t
caught Mrs. Cameron, sitting up
in her nightgOwn without the light
knitted shawl that Sarah gener-
ally placed about her shoulders
when she had breakfast in bed.
Mrs. Cameron promptly sneezed
twice.
Perhaps Sarah was right. Con-
cerned about herself, Mrs. Gamer
on forgot that Dana had not been
home the evening before. She went
to sleep again, believing Dana had
been with Ronnie.
Aunt Ellen hadn't questioned
Dana, AS for Nancy, Freedom for
all. would have been a perfect
motto for that independent young
woman.
Thus the episode was to remain
known only to three personS-Dana
Scott and one other.
Dana did not receive her usual
telephone call from Ronnie that
morning. 1t didn't occur to her to
wonder why She had inherited her
mothers naturally joyous attitude
toward life and her fathers optim-
ism. He had always been on the
verge of painting the worlds finest
picture, an eXpectant attitude to-
ward life that had been it's own
compensation for disappointments.
But Nancy knew Ronnie had not
called. If Dana had cheapened her.
self by staying out with Ronnie
until the peep of day, Nancy
thought, she has only herself to
blame.
The idea never entered Nancys
brunei head that Dana could have
been with any one except Ronnie.
For Ronnie was in Nancy's mind
and heart.
When Ronnie's absence length
ened. however. Mrs. Cameron scent
cd disaster rs Ronnie sick?" she
asked Dana on the third morning
OF ROnnie's detection.
I haven't heard" Dana an
Swercd. Il dont.think So"
For the first time. the girl was
troubled. Was Ronnie angry with
her? And if So about what? Had
she said or done anything to wound
him?
ITO Be Continued