The Indianapolis times. [volume] (Indianapolis [Ind.]) 1922-1965, 1935-07-08

I IN ler room. one saw 1eUSCUeO tDere
/ a slender, well-poised girl of 49, al
most 90 A girl with really blond
hair, with steady blue eyes in just
the shade for that hair A girl With
firm yet full red lips that more than
one man had mistaken for dare.
The Viking" her father had
called her when she Was small. and
indeed there was something in her
blond beauty that reflected the wind
swept freedom Of the sea, something
that was brave and clean and
breathleSS.
Satisfied" inquired an arrogant
voice, and 10 whirled to see BabS
Montgomery framed in the doorway.
'Tubby said you were busy packing
and here I find you taking inven-
tory of your charms. Are they all
there?"
II was just thinking" 10 said.
1 Somehow much as she diSliked BabS,
the girl had the power to disconcert
her, to throw her of balance.
ooh. thinklng?" said Babs.
Then you've a brain, too? What a
catch for some summer beach
Romeol BY the way, where're you
going to spend your summer, Jo?"
Il hadn't thought about it," 10
lied. L suppose I'll go home first"
I'm tired of the seashore, said
BabS in a bored tone. L think this
year I'd like the mountains-or per-
haps one of those ranches. You
know, where they have handsome
dude cowboys. What I'd really like
to do is take a summer tour of Eu-
rope, but dads set his foot down on
that. He hasn't forgotten the time
went to Mexico City! By the
way, I saw Bret this afternoon"
Did you?" 10 resumed her pack
ing.
YES. offered him a spin, but he
had to go to the library. It's a
shame how that man works! He
studies like a mad person, and does
odd jobs to boot. Is it true he's a
life guard in the summer"
rs there anything wrong about
being a life guard?" asked 10 acidly.
Not in the least Especially if
there are pretty girls to save"
Babe took a cigaret from her tiny
bag, lit it carefully with her silver
pocket torch. What Bret Paul
should do is marry money. It's a
rotten shame for a man like that
to be born poor"
IF I know Bret" 10 replied, try
ing to keep the anger from her
voice, he'd rather work for what
he gets-even if it's only little"
Babs shrugged. I've heard there
are persons like that" She turned
toward the door IF I don't see
you until next fall, pleasant vaca-
toni"
Thanks, Babs."
No sooner had Babs left the room
than Tubby reappeared, her amiable
face study in mock aStonish-
ment. Did I hear Miss Mont
gomery wishing you pleasant va
cation?"
You did and where's the
trunk you we're going to pack?'
I decided it was too near dinner
time to start packing. I'll Just
wait until tomorrow. l always feel
better in the mornings, anyhow.
You'd better get ready for dinner,
Jo."
I'm not having dinner here,
Tubby."
HER roommate crossed the room,
- stood squarely in front of 10.
Look here, 10 Darien, what's
wrong with you? I've seen it all
day. You ought to be able to have
it out with me"
ut isn't anything, really, Tubby.
I'm a fool even to show it, only
it's been sort of a shock. You see,
dads had some bad luck. l won't
be back next year. I've got to find
a iob-and right away, too"
The other regarded her for a
scant moment, then took both JOS
hands in her own. so that's it,"
She shook her head gravely. I'm
darned sorry. 10. And 1 think I
know just how you feel It's not
Just finding a job, or leaving school
maybe forever that worries you.
It's taking the chance of losing
Bret"
10 met Tubby's gaze unf1inching-
ly. Suppose you're right?"
Il know cockeyed we'll I'm right !
None of the boys pay any attention
to me because I'm fat-but I know
what it's all about just the same.
like being fat, and watching the
stews you skinny girls get your
selves into over men. Now are
you coming down to dinner?"
10 tried to smile. mo. l know
it's silly, feeling this way but l
can't help it,
Tubby released her hands. "Of
course you can't. And you'd be
crazy to come down and eat with
that cackling mob if you didn't feel
like it,
"Oh, Tubby! 10 embraced
those Well-padded shoulders hard.
"Tubby, you're the grandest per-
son I've ever known"
Skip it," Tubby told her. blink
ing her eyes suspiciously. Just hit
out for the University Inn and eat
your waffle alone. I'll tell the sis
ters you've a headache. III tell them
you're having dinner with it."
10 managed laugh. If you're
insulting enough to mean Bret, he
waits table at his fraternity house
but I'm going to meet him after
ward"
When 10 was sure that all the
girls we're settled in the dining room
she slipped into her polo coat, and
made her way softly down The stairs
Emerging on the wide veranda, she
tossed her collar around her throat
for despite the calendars assur-
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