The Indianapolis times. [volume] (Indianapolis [Ind.]) 1922-1965, 1936-05-19
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u already promised-for tonight,
Freddy"
Break it,"
II can't"
"Why?"
The answer to that one wasn't in
the book, Freddy was sweet. Kay
would like to please him. And if
she'd never seen Eric perhaps she
could have cared for Freddy. Cared
in crazy delirious way. But she
had seen Eric. Seen the sort of life
he could give a girl.
A ND suddenly, Kay faced prob
IN lem. A problem she couldn't
dwell on as the stream of people
hurried to her window eager to get
inside before the second show went
on.
Her hands flew tipping out tickets,
counting change. And when lull
came hand reached through the
brass bars and clasped Kay's so
tight her heart bounced against her
ribs
Hello. Gorgeous! How soon?"
"a little while. have to count up
yet"
How about me coming in your
cage and waiting. No one will see
me?" Eric spoke in that tone which
left Kay limp and silly. Without a
word she unlocked the door and Eric
slid in beside her.
1t was exciting fun having Eric
sitting on the floor whispering nom
sense up to her. So exciting Kay
didn't even care if Freddy, or the
boss, discovered Eric in the forbid
den space of the box office.
T lifting the heavy boxes of
L. money into the safe, and
swinging the door shut. 1t was al
ways exciting to 18-year-old girls
to do things-ever harmless silly
things-clandestinely with man
like Eric. Kay was no exception.
Kay felt enraptured as she
scooped up her hat, sneaked out of
the box office and got in the car
beside Eric for another few hours
of glimpsing this new exciting life.
And when she awoke in the morn
ing, there was song in Kay's heart !
remembering how last night Eric |
had said in a few days some i'm |
portant business matters would be |
cleared up. Then he'd ask her par
ents' permission and they'd be |
married and have the most wonder
full of honeymoons. 1t all seemed
like dream to Kay. So beautiful. |
And yet, she felt a surge of lone
illness come over her. Oh, why
couldn't she forget Freddy Why, |
did the thought of never seeing
him again make her desolate? Well. |
this was her day off. There'd be
plenty of time to think things out. |
A s SHE was just finishing her
L N breakfast Freddy came. He
looked haggard. For long mo-
ment he just stared at Kay, then |
when he spoke each word was more
bewildering.
Kay" he said, "I tried to tell you
l didn't like Eric Sanders and to
keep away from him. Well, he's the
one who has been going from town
to town getting the cashiers of the
biggest movie houses nuts about
him, and you fell for it. He gets
things lined up, then grabs the
money from the biggest time of the
week. He +. ;"
Freddy went on explaining. But
he didn't need too. Kay saw only
too well what a Fool Eric had
made of her. Being so interested
in her work. The days when re-
ceipts were the biggest. Waiting
fc. the weekend haul.
Getting into the box Office last
night for the layout and COM
bination of the safe. Kay shivered
and clenched her fists. She couldn't
blame Freddy looking at her as if
she was pitiful useless thing. Then
abruptly, Kay remembered some
thing.
Freddy, the money! Nearly $4,000
Will they hold me responsible? Will
they Jail me? Will :"
MO. You see I shifted some
i Y thing seeing him slip into the
cage with you, I 4. Well, I got a
couple of the boys and we hung
around after you'd gone. About 2
o'clock Sanders broke in the side
entrance. alone. He picked the cage
lcs:k. Worked over the safe. Got
the money in his hands and then
we bounced on him. He's in Jail
now. and the moneys in the bank"
But will be fired, Freddy?"
Sure. I'm firing you now"
"You?"
"Sure. I was In line to be made |
manager Doolings getting sent |
out to Great Neck. My catching
Eric Sanders cincheS my chance. So
as manager I want you to have lots |
of time to teach me all those swell |
like Eric has. Then maybe, |
we could run a double feature pro-
gram this spring. Who knows, eh?"
"Oh, gee, Freddy" was all Kay |!
could say as she settled contentedly |
in his arms. But then that was all |
she needed to say, or do.