The Indianapolis times. [volume] (Indianapolis [Ind.]) 1922-1965, 1936-05-19

AMILION THEATER. Yes,
l. l. man, double feature tonight.
Jimmy Cagney's picture goes on at
9:23. How many? Yes, there are
plenty of seats. Hello, Hamilton
Theater No, sir, Jean Harlow's pic
ture Is next Saturday"
Kay put down the phone and
sighed. Ever since Long Islands
Most Magnificent Theater" mad
opened she had been behind this
brass barred window answering the
same questions.
In the lull Kay glanced across
the lobby at Freddy. Freddy with
his blue uniform and brass buttons,
whose Job 1t was to take and tear
up tickets Kay SO carefully gave out.
Meeting her glance Freddy's fea-
lures were obliterated by broad
grin.
The puppy-left-at-home express
sion flooded his eyes. His lips
formed the Observation-Disclosures"
And before Kay could decide
whether she wanted to let Freddy
take her home, maybe stopping for
a couple of dances and beer first.
she heard the clink of coin on the
counter and looked up.
n
TTELLO% the coin clicker said.
II How many?" Kay inquired.
Now, as If could take another
girl out after seeing you. Let's
have one ticket and I'll watch the
picture till you're finished, then
well take a drive out aways for
snack. All right?"
Kay merely smiled and said may
be. For she wasn't used to dealing
with men like him. Of course,
there'd always been fellows like
Freddy, the fat grocer and the fell
low who drove Larrety's truck, but
none ever like Eric Sanders.
Kay watched Freddy snatch and
rip his ticket and looked like a
silly kid in comparison to Eric.
Gosh. Eric was tall and broad and
Clark Gable-ish.
She wondered about him. All she
really knew was his name and that
he was "Vacationing" at the Inn.
Maybe he was a millionaire. May
be.
Hey, I saw that guy talking to
you again." Freddy broke into Kay's
thoughts.
yeah! Well, I've seen you smirk
yourself inside out over that paint
ed Flora Finley. So what"
so nothin'. Coin out with me
tonight?"
mol"
II a~~s....
"COIN' out with-him?"
VI What if I do?"
We'll, probably tomorrow your.
body1l be found in some nice
swamp. Fellers like that don't fiirt
with girls like you for nothing"
II like that! What's the matter
with me?"
Nothing, Kay. Gee, I think
you're wonderful. But no one knows
him.
CUTTING in Erics handsome
- roadster "going places" and
letting his compliments trans
port he rfrom the monotony o. daily
sameness into a gay, new sphere
Kay wondered if Cinderella hadn't
felt this same ecstasy as she rode to
the ball in the pumpkin coach. And
what difference if it all ended at
midnight
But at midnight it wasn't over for
Kay. Eric took her out to the
Casino. They slipped cool drinks.
Nibbled at wonderful delicacies.
And danced to marvellous orches-
ira. And every breath Eric drew
seemed for Kay alone.
He asked about her life. Her
work. He seemed genuinely inter-
ested in everything, even the hours
Kay put in at the theater and
which were the busiest days and all.
oh, no matter how you added or
Subtracted Eric came out 100 per
cent.
How aboG5 spending the whole
day together tomorrow" Eric asked
as he left Kay at the door.
i have to work. Sundays, you
know, are our busiest days"
Then, tomorrow night, like this.
Wait for me. PromiSe?"
And Kay promised. But somehow
1t was hard facing Freddy the next
day with that promise in her heart.
To have Freddy look at her coolly
without that infectious grin.
THO see Freddy stand there rigid
Il emitting their usual sign Ian
guage chats across the lobby about
silly things. Kay couldn't stand it.
Trying to be facetious she called out
softly.
Did you have all the best
swamps dragged. Freddy?"
wasn't necessary. / borrowed
Mikes flivver and followed you. Nice
place that Casino. But I'm a better
dancer than old pickle-puss."
Kay gasped. And hadn't stopped
gasping when Freddy came to the
window.
Listen, Kay. I know I'm a yokel
ana all. But I could learn all that
let -take-your -arm-m 'deah stun.
And I'm not always going to be
ticket taker. So don't go out with
him AGAIN will xni, 81