The Indianapolis times. [volume] (Indianapolis [Ind.]) 1922-1965, 1936-03-21

from the bathroom: Answer that,
Why, Bill Treversl" Alice ex-
claimed, fully awake with the rec
ignition Of Bills voice over the
phone. Where are you apd when
did you arrived Wonder you
wouldn't let us know beforehand.
you old rascal you" She called to
Fred, who poked his vet head out
the crack Of the bathroom door;
Its Bill Trevers."
Tell him to meet me for lunch
at the Blake--Gee Old Bill in
town actually, after all these years
the Blake at ore sharp. Tell him
I'm all wet or I'd come to the
phone"
Alice hung up the receiver and
danced merry pattern across the
bedroom floor.
He's coming up tonight. too, for
dinner and says he's all set for a
blowout-wants to see the town and
do things. Says to drag out our
best bib and tucker and prepare for
1un!" Alice called with glee.
GIANT we find a girl for him?
~ More fin with foursome.
Besides, we ought to see to it that
Bill gets tied up-hes too dangerous
unleashed like this" she added.
Fred. strolling into the room
scrambling into his vest, grinned
broadly. The little matchmaker at
it again?" he questioned good
naturally, "but you never could
make any dent on Bill. He's just
another of those stubborn bach
elors. just think, we haven't seen
Bill since we were married. 1 al
ways thought he was kind Of sweet
on you once, but too loyal chap
to break in on his best friend"
Nonsense" commented Alice,
why we we're all just pals together
but I've got to find girl for him
tonight and I believe 1 know just
the one, too"
TINE Harlows had been married
II for five years, but the honey
moon had never ended. Their
friends joked with them, saying that
their devotion was pose-that no
two people could live so peacefully
and blissfully together without one
single scrap-that it couldn't be
done. But it was done, for Fred
and Alice were not posing. They
were really married in the true
sense of the word. They did not
tread on each others privacy: they
practiced courtesy and consideration
toward each other, they respected
each others wishes and curbed their
selfishness. In fact they were in love
and five years had not rubbed the
bright luster from their romance.
"Well--who's the chosen one to
be?" Fred asked finally.
Nan Person" answered Alice,
"she's just the one I've decided. She
never gets much of chance to have
any fun. She's stuck up there"
Who's she? I don't remember
any one by that name" interrupted
Fred.
"CHE lives up at the top of this
~ building, in one of those tiny
roof apartments they have turned
over to business women She has
done some sewing for me since she
lost her fine job as designer down
town, and she has been frightfully
up against it. She makes beauti-
full things-that is, for other peo-
ple-poor dear, she never takes any
time to make pretty things for her
self I'll see her after breakfast
and get her to join us"
Anything you say is all right
with me-" Fred agreed. Gee! 1t
will be great to have reunion
with Bill again. I hear he has
made a stack of coin since we last
saw hi lucky devil"
Six o'clock seemed determined
never to roll around to Alice. After
breathless condolences with Nan
Pierson and the scurrying about to
sort out her most becoming cos
tune, the excitement of arraying
Nan in some of Alice's finery, she
glanced at the clock, certain that
the hands had stopped. But at last
she heard familiar key fumbling
at The door and a CHEEKY voice
call, Where is she-that girl of
yours, Fred?'
A LICE fairly ran to meet them in
a the hallway. Bill lifted her in
his strong arms until her lips met
his. "Oh, you two kids Am I glad
to be with you sgain?" Bill Ire
vers exclaimed, swinging her around
like small child, His great body
seemed to fill the entire hallway
and his breezy, wholesome Western
spirit bubbled with good nature and
prosperity.
Questions and answers were balted
back and forth between the three
for a space of an hour when the
bell buzzed timidly.
"Oh, that's Nsn--the girl for you
tonight, Fred Alice called over her
shoulder as she hurried to the door.
A tall, slim. dark-eyed girl trailed
Alice into the living room. Freds
first glimpse of her registered pleas
antly-she's Knockout, he thought
swiftly.
Bill Trevers closed his large hand
over a slender one and smiled COR
daily into dark, questioning eyes as
he said, Any friend of Alice's is
bound to be perfect in my sight"
A ND Nan was thing of perfec-
4 n ton as far as looks was con-