The Indianapolis times. [volume] (Indianapolis [Ind.]) 1922-1965, 1936-04-07


counted millions thought she was
going to lure him to Palm Beach
luncheon to meet another matri-
monial prospect, it was just too bad
This run down TO Miami would use
up that luncheon hour. He hao
told his Aunt Louise he'd wait five
maybe 10 years, then he'd look
around for a girl.
And that was something else
again Dick Cromwell was off. Dick
pressed the accelerator to the floor
board. Luckily the Fort Lauderdale
bridge was down.
on his return trip about an hour
later Dick was not so lucky. The
bridge stood opened. When the
chain clanked lowering the bridge
Dick let in his clutch. Something
effulgent appeared on the running
board just behind his line of vision
Hey" exploded Dick. Whats
the idea? Hop off, you'll"
He spun his head. Was he seeing
things? Canary sport shirt, sky
blue kerchief, mahogany brown
hair, curly red lips
TT EEP that roadster moving
IN son" shouted the bridge ten
der as Dick slowed down. "Holdine
up traffic"
A new, distinctly sweet voice
sounded.
You don't want me to jump into
the canal, do you? Okay
meanie!" The vision poised as il
to leap. Dick caught a canary
sleeve and yanked.
Hang on, darn you'll"
Swell, Sir Malcolm Bang goe.
the old record" Not a finch, not
a trace of fear in that voice. The
car slowed to a stop.
Get in" he barked singing open
the roadster door. Indifferently he
lighted himself cigarette with the
lighter gadget. Mahogany ringlets
canary sport shirt, blue Stacks, clam
bered into the seat beside him. He
eXhaled a smoke cloud.
II prefer em, too" purred that
disconcertingly sweet voice.
Prefer what?" glowered Dick.
Those cigarets. The hitch mixers
pal. They give one lift"
TTNGRACIOUSLY Dick selected g
~ cigaret from his case. He
handed one to the girl Without g
comment, Dick let the car meandel
along the road. His lips were drawn
in thin line over his white teeth
.''I adore the strong, silent type
commented the musical voice
Most men talk such rot. And J
must prefer mems prof1les. Usually
their full faces are squidgy. if you
know what I mean. Now, your face
isn't squidgy or is it? I CAM
see."
The car shot abruptly into a side
road. 1t tunneled under dark, over
hanging Australian pines.
Where are you taking me?'
The sweet voice quavered.
AOA 1luC, OlCk SdlQ III eQgy
tones.
can ideal spot for the pay-off. ,
If that's the correct phrase"
The roadster lurched to a stop
Dick took both hands off the wheel
Turn around he commanded
For moment he looked sternly
into the sky blue eyes. He leaned
forward. He kissed the curly rec
lips strongly That's the way !
cure hitch mixers"
THE sky blue eyes twinkled elf.
Il ishly. How nice! If it ever
gets out, the Dixie High will be
lined with girls. But I won't give
you away"
You won't, eh? Listen, vol
blue-eyed canary, I'm teaching vol
a lesson. Don't you know a pretty
girl takes the gravest chances
hitch-hiking? What's your ex.
cusepp
"Why-why-I had to get back
home"
Where is your home?"
"Eh-eh-Brunswick, Georgia"
Hal" bristled Dick. Then how
come saw Observation-Disclosures
the Lauderdale bridge this morning
thumbing ride south? How do you
account for that?"
I'm a fortune teller" answered
the girl.
The perfect alibi, I'm sure"
Honest, I tell fortunes. OF
course don't make much of liv.
ing at 1t, but poor girl has to
get along as best she can. You
see I tell fortunes by tea leaves"
Tea leaves?"
Absolutely. Old Irish custom
My Irish nurse taught me when
was baby. Taught me to fore
see the future, uncover the past
tell who you're going to marry, de-
eide your wish. and everything"
i should think you'd 60 over big
in Miami"
XNOULDN'T you? But nobody
w drinks tea in Miami"
That, wench, is the first true
statement you've made" acquiesced
Dick, starting the car and guiding
it out onto the Dixie Highway. "As
for me, I'm just big softie. I'm
driving you to the nearest railroad
station, buying your ticket ana ship
ping you to Brunswick"
"Do-do I look like that-that
kind Of q girl?"
How do you mean?" he evaded
"A girl who'd take money from
man she didn't know. You
haven't even told me your name >
The curly lips grew impish. Yeahs
Yeah. Percy. Dicks mouth tight