Indianapolis Times, Volume 40, Number 53, Indianapolis, Marion County, 23 July 1928 — Page 12

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THE NEW Saint-Sinner ByAnneAustin soma,INCCRYSTAL HATHAWAY sat in the midst of her cousin Bob’s family of in-laws and surveyed them with wistful, frightened eyes—eyes which she hoped looked sparkling and eager. She was vain of her eyes, was never entirely unconscious of them, calling upon them to perform constantly. Crystal had been told a hundred times that her eyes were her best feature —“so expressive.” No one in the world, not even Tony Tarver, her adored' chum, knew that Crystal spent literally hours a week before her mirror at the fascinating task of perfecting new “expressions” with those big, round, hazel eyes of hers. She was working her eyes very hard now, widening them with pretty childishness and naivete upon Bob Hathaway’s wife, Faith, whose gracious letter had invited Crystal to pay her visit to Stanton; crinkling the comers and fluttering her mascaraed lashes at Bob, because he was a good-looking man, even if he was married and apparently too crazy for words about Faith. Crystal wondered why Bob loved Faith, who didn’t really look so wonderful—the quiet, Madonna type, with her smooth, long, dark hair, parted in the middle and knotted on the nape of her graceful neck, and her soft, brown eyes that had a steady glow of happiness in their dark depths. Probably Faith was even more in love with Bob than he with her, Crystal decided, but even as she fluttered her lashes at Bob that old question that never quite left the girl in peace contracted her diaphragm sharply—“ How does a girl make a man want to marry her? Will any man ever want to marry me?” “Well, Crystal, are you getting us all straightened out? Bob Hathaway asked the nervous, over-animated girl beside him. “It’s rather a

shame to plump you down in the middle of a family party the very first night you’re here. We ought to be taken gradually, in small doses. “But this happens to be a double declaration —irf your honor, and to rejoice over the fact that young Robin Hathaway has attained the venerable age of three months.” Crystal commanded her eyes to register coquetry and delight, but in her heart tlwe was a sickening pain of envy and self-pity. All these people belonged to each other, loved each other, were welded into that most precious thing in the world—to Crystal—a famly. She had no near “kin folks” now, but Bob, and he was only a cousin. She answered Bob with an eager rush of words, her voice running up and down a carefully practiced scale of emotion: “But, Bob darling, I’m thrilled to tears! I never dreamed you had

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THIS HAS HAPPENED BERTIE LOU WARD marries ROD BRYER, who had previously been en gaged to LILA MARSH. The only shadow on the bride’s happiness is Lila’s persistence in broadcasting to their friends that she was Rod’s first love. A position in New York is offered Rod by TOM FRASER and he accepts. Anxious to make a good impression, they So to an expensive hotel until they can nd an apartment. MOLLY FRASER embarrasses Bertie Lou by urging her to buy more than she can afford. Rod wins some money from Tom at Soker and. feeling under obligation to lem, recklessly invites the crowd to a night club. Lila arrives to visit Molly and goes to the party where she meets a rich MR. LOREE. Lila surprises them by marrying Mr. Loree, and she asks Bertie Lou to forgive the past and become friends. She showers favors upon them with such sincerity that Bertie Lou is deceived. But eening up appearances with their crowd is a severe strain on Rod’s finances. He becomes discouraged and Lila graps her chance to force sympathy upon him. She persuades him to acept work for Loree at a much higher •alary than he was getting with Fraser. She also induces Bertie Lou to sublet their small apartment to live in more luxurious quarters. NOW GO ON WITH THE STORY CHAPTER XXII A MONTH, with Lila, was time for anything. The constant drip of her cleverly phrased words had worn away Bertie Lou’s memory of the recent struggle which she and Rod had experienced in order to keep their heads above the waters that threatened tb engulf them. The future looked alluringly bright as Lila painted it. No need to stint. “Cy will stick to Rod,” Lila told Bertie Lou. “He thinks the world of him. Cy’s so good-hearted. He’d like to see every one well off. He’d think Rod lacked confidence in him if you weren’t making the most of his friendship. Cy doesn’t expect you to save for a rainy day, Bertie Lou, because it doesn't rain on people he likes.” And Molly always kept reminding Bertie Lou of Rod’s good luck in having a man like Cyrus Loree interested in him. “I heard that Rod’s slated to keep on moving upstairs in his company,” she remarked, not troubling to add that Lila had given her the information. Bertie Lou could see no reason, after awhile, why they should not have a place where they could entertain in a way that would do credit to Cyrus’ generosity. “I think he expects it of us,” she argued with Rod, when he vetoed the idea of moving. “And it will be saving in a way,” she went on. “Think what we are spending now on theater parties and suppers. If we had a larger place and a maid we could come home for a ‘snack’ after the show. Why, we wouldn’t need to take our guests to a theater at all. We could throw a decent party at home. "Anyway, it looks cheap for us to live in a walkup apartment and not keep a maid. Everybody knows you are getting a good salary now.” Rod signed the lease on the dotted line for the new place, though he said he wished they were moving into their own home instead. -Bertie Lou seemed to have forgotten all their earlier plans for a home. Her life was filled with satisfaction over the present. Carthad taken his black shadow off their portal. They had money for a good time and good clothes; health and a lot of Jolly friends. Bertie Lou was too happy in the new apartment with the glass-inclosed shower and sunken tub, the many-mirrored dressing rooms, and the wood-burning fireplace to dream of anything more. Lila Insisted upon helping her furnish the place. “You can use my credit at the shops,” she proposed; “you’ll have to hunt around to get just the right things.” She accompanied Bertie Lou on

such a marvelous family! Honestly, I’m so excited I can’t sit still!” And Crystal bounced up and down on the couch to prove it. Then, with a little thrill of a laugh, she fluffed out her slightly mussed printed chiffon skirt, so that her flesh-like ness showed, crossed her black-satin-shod feet, and swung them vivaciously while her thoughts swirled on in her muddled, pathetic mind: “I’m glad I changed my dress before dinner, even if I did keep Faith waiting. I believe it’s every bit as pretty as that pale green organdie that Cherry is wearing. She would wear pale green with that coppery-gold hair of hers. She is beautiful. Oh, I wish I were as beautiful as Cherry or Tony! Then surely the boys would run after me, too. “One thing—l have wonderful eyes; every one says so. And my feet—slim and small. Os course

several shopping expeditions to exclusive decorators and furniture dealers. "Oh, this is what you want,” here and "that’s just the very thing for your guest room,” there, until Bertie Lou had almost unconsciously run up a number of rather large bills at several expensive houses. But it was well worth while, she thought. The apartment was beautiful. And had she not heard Cyrus and Rod discussing the value of credit? Even wealthy people, Cyrus had said, bought motor cars on the deferred payment plan. But what Bertie Lou failed to realize was that these people in taking advantage of this policy were inspired by motives other than merely acquiring a car ....it meant something to conserve their cash for use in their own enterprises... .the returns would be far greater than the interest they paid to the automobile finance companies. Bertie Lou really believed it to be a sound policy to create an impression of affuence, even if it were necessary to plunge Rod into debt. And being in debt now was entirely different from being in debt during the days of their penuriousness. There was now plenty of money on hand for the larder and the small luxuries it had been necessary for them to deny themselves in the past. Bertie Lou went blithely ahead, aided and abetted by Lila and the example other women of wealth set for her. In this saturnalia of extravagance Rod found himself unable to save. They were merely living on a higher scale, he complained. Bertie Lou said yes, but once the bills were paid their account at the bank would grow like a dandelion. The first real party Bertie Lou gave in their new apartment was “hurled,” as she said, in Cyrus’ honor. For two reasons: First, he had made it possible, and secondly, to speed him on a business trip he was taking. The affair went off beautifully and smoothly. Even Rod was a little puffed up over his domain and his attractive and exquisitelygowned wife. Lila, dancing with him to radio music, laughed up her sleeve. There was a thought in her head about a lamb. It was about time, she decided, to start him toward the place whence little fatted lambs never return. The next day she called Rod on the telephone and asked him to come and take her rope of pearls and bracelets down to the office. “Please don’t send any one else,” she requested. “I’ll feel easier if I know you are looking after them.” Rod went to her apartment during the luncheon hour. Lila was just sitting down to a chop and a slice of pineapple there was her figure to consider. Rod was invited to stay. He would have declined on a genuine plea of pressure of business at the office but Lila gave him no opportunity. She quickly turned to the waitress and ordered a plate for him. She sent her own plate back to wait for a fresh chop with Rod. While they partook of a fruit cup which she asked to have served to "dawdle” over, Lila talked about the party. f “Quite a change from Wayville,” 3he remarked after a compliment to Bertie Lou’s ability in entertain.ing. “Fate hasn’t dealt so badly with you, Rod, has it?” Rod swallowed a maraschino cherry. “I’ve surely got a lot to be thankful for,” he agreed.

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Cherry’s Just a midget ... I wonder if it’s true that Cherry was engaged to as many as four men at one time, as the paper said during her trial for murder. “I woudn’t want to be mixed up in anything hor#id like that, but the whole country was talking about how beautiful she was and how popular, what a terrible little babyvamp she was . . . Oh, she's so beautiful!” "Why couldn’t I have been made like that, instead of . . . But every one says personality is the thing these days, and I’ve got personality . . . Nels Jonson, or whatever Cherry’s big blonde giant of a husband is named, is looking at my legs. They are nice . . ” (To Be Continued)

Lila smiled, and into her eyes came a slightly mocking light. “And once, if you remember,” she said very softly, “you told me everything had come to an end for you.” Rod grinned sheepishly. “If we all quit the first time we thought the show was over we’d miss a lot of good acts,” he replied. “I really wasn’t bad luck, or poison ivy, or anything likq that, after all, was I?” Lila pursued. She was leaning forward, elbows on the table, chin cupped in rosesoft palms. “You thought I’d spoiled your life, didn’t you?” Her voice was jokingly inflected, but her eyes were now serious and inquiring. Rod put down his spoon. “Yes, I thought so once, Lila, and 1 had a pretty tough time for a while. But I guess I'm so deep in your debt now that I couldn’t think about that even if I wanted to.” “Oh, you don’t owe me anything. If you still hate me a little go right ahead and enjoy it. Maybe I’d be flattered.” "I’m sorry, but I don’t hate you at all. How could I? Seriously, Lila, I owe you more than I ever can repay you for gttting me a chance with Cy.” “I’m glad you don’t regret taking it.” “To be frank, I didn’t like the idea at first because . . . well, you know „ . . but when a thing is dead and buried there’s no use rattling its sk#'ton, is there?” “Thank goodness, you’ve got more sense than you used to have,” Lila observed. Then to the girl who brought the chops: Is there any pie? Serve it for Mr. Bryer and bring a bunch of grapes for me.” The “pie” was a tart, filled with fresh, hothouse strawberries and Creme Chantilly. Very delicious, Rod said. They had coffee and then he told Lila he really must rush back to the office. She made no attempt to detain him. “I’ll get the things,” she said, and started to her boudoir. “Cy was going to take them down this morning on his way to the station, but we both forgot about it. I’m afraid to keep them in the apartment when he’s away.” She moved on out of the room and Rod went into the hall to get his things on. Lila came) to him there in a few minutes, leather-covered case in her hands. “Just my pearl necklace and the two diamond bracelets,” she said, giving the case to him. Rod took it under his arm. "Thank you so much for bothering to come for them,” Lila said. “I know they’ll be safe with you.” Rod thanked her for the luncheon and hurried away. At the office he placed the case in an inner compartment of the safe and turned the lock. As far as he knew only himself and Cyrus held the combination to that lock. Lila telephoned again a few days later to ask him if it would be too much trouble to bring the gems back to her. She wanted to wear them that night, she explained. Rod replied that it wouldn’t be any trouble . . . the day’s rush was over. With the case in his possession he started for the subway. He had not as yet acquired the habit of hailing taxicabs. But the thought of the milling crowds in the subway at this hour caused him to take a cab. Better not take any chances with his precious case ... it might be snatched out of his hands. And yet, in spite of his caution, when he arrived at the Loree apartI ment, he did not have the jewelry. (To Be Continued)

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