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

called her colleen dariln'. Percy
could call her that. That was, if
Percy
Listen" snarled Dick. "One more
Percy and I'll tangle you under
the wheels"
"O-o-o-h!" shivered the girl.
OBVIOUSLY" began Dick, and
~ for five minutes he preached
the dangers of hitch-hiking for
pretty girl. She said he was quite
right, and it was darling of him to
say she was pretty, and wasn't this
West Palm? If so, he could drop
her here, and she'd thurnb her way
on to brunswick
Where are you taking me?"
gasped the girl
Without the aid of tea leaves I
can tell you you're going to Bruins
wick. With blond young nan in
a car"
The girl jumped up. She snatched
at the door dandle. Dick caught
her arm in pinching fingers. Pulled
her back into the seat.
"Oh, oh, you're hurting mel" she
walled.
''Sit still then. How do YOU eX-
pect me to guide this car through
street traffic with you hopping up
and DOWN."
The girl slumped into her seat.
She relaxed in silence. That was
Dicks cue for a monologue. Dear
old Brunswick. Heart of the peanut
industry-or was it pecans? Any
way, he'd heard Georgia boosted
the most wonderful nuts
Huh" impishly snickered the
girl. Not all of them. Stop raving.
I'm hungry. When do we eat?"
nick remarked that he was not
- in the habit of eating with
tramp hitch-hikers They were pass
ing through Stuart. He slithered
the car up to the curb
Near the end of the meal the girl
decided she must send telegram.
Write it out. I'll take it,"
"Nun-nun." The girl shook ma
hogany ringlets. THE office is just
across the street. You stay here.
And order tea"
When she returned she was smil-
ing.
WAS your telegram amusing?"
asked Dick.
Eyes, quite. Oh, you've finished
your tea" The girl reached across
the table, took Dicks cup. I'll tell
your fortune. Oh-wonderful!"
She peered into the cup.
do I get my wish?"
Cant tell yet. But I see mar
riage-oh, distinctly Tall, stat
uesque, soulful eyes-black-and
black hair. And she's wearing
black dress with sequins. Ooh!
Look" She held the cup toward
him. "See those squiggy, stemmy
bits? Those are her legs. Know
any gal with legs all squiggy?"
mo, hate brunets. Here, let me
look" He seized the cup. He
turned it reflectively. And what
rotten fortune teller you are
see girl with perfect legs, wearing
canary sandals, navy Stacks, can
airy sport shirt.
She has brown hair, curly lips" "
He pointed eXcitedly to a speck in
the cup. Look, I can even see the
smut on her cheekp'
(WHICH cheek?"
w "Ah, caught you off base that
time!" leased Dick. He looked up
to see the girls face redden. She
stood up.
Excuse me while 7 remove the
Identification mark"
Maybe you kin help me, mister.
Seen the lady what turned this fl
drive up in your car. Can't make
out one O. them words. Maybe you
kin fix it?" He handed over the
telegram.
The boiling rage that had cata-
pulled him out of the tea shop be-
gan to simmer while he Topped the
block. Back on the Dixie Highway
he came to stop in the shadow of
brick building. He saw Doris
standing, looking down the road.
Dispiritedly she began thumbing,
south direction. Dick pulled long
side. He spoke no word. He stood
up. Seized the girl by her waist,
lifted her high, and swung her into
the seat beside him. The roadster
reared of to a new start.
60" commented Doris, sweetly,
- You've changed your mind"
Think you're smart, Ell? You
trollop!"
"Oh!"
"vixen!"
"Oh!"
"Wench!" Dick wheeled the car
suddenly into a side road, slowed
down.
oh" gurgled the girl brightly,
you're going to give me another
lesson on road perils. Goody!"
I'm going to wiring that little
canary neck, Brunswick - Colleen
darlin-fortune teller! I'm the for
tune teller now. And I do it without
tea leaves. see a girl dressed like
a canary gone Navy. She's in
limousine. She waits for her prey.
He comes. They go. They eat. Look!
see a telegram Everything per-
feet! Hal"
Dick seized the canary shoulders
slowly drew the girl to him. kissed
her strongly. He found the curly
red lips deliciously soft.
oh" squealed Doris. ct gave the
man dollar to bring you that tele-
gram-and-and everything is per-
fect!"