Indianapolis Times, Volume 40, Number 62, Indianapolis, Marion County, 2 August 1928 — Page 7

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THIS HAS HAPPENED BERTIE LOU WARD marries ROD BRYER, who had previously been cnjraeed to LILA MARSH. The latter amuses herself by telline: their friends that she was Rod’s first love, and continues to make life miserable for the bride until she meets a rich MR. LOREE and marries him.. Tnen she asks Bertie Lou to forgive the past. Trying to keep up socially with wealthy friends plunges the Bryers in in debt and Rod becomes depressed. Lila seizes her chance to persuade him to accept a higher salary from Lorec. Shortly after, she asks Rod to put some jewels in the safe during her husband's absence. The jewels disappear, and Rod wants to notify the police, but Lila insists that they keen the matter secret, pointing out that suspicion against him might spoil his career. Bertie Lou finds out that he has been seeing Lila secretly and is heartbroken. She is called home to her sick mother, and has to catch a train without seeing Rod. The separation, added to Lila's plotting, causes a coldness to spring up between them. Bertie Lou returns on the eve of their first anniversary to find Rod apparently indifferent. Each expects the other to make advances. Rod goes to the Lorees without her, and Bertie Lou goes out With MARCO PALMER to retaliate. Coming home, Marco kisses her unexpectedly at the door and Rod sees it. He offers Bertie Lou a divorce, and she counters with the same offer to him. “T’M glad you’re awake,” Rod re“i. marked as Bertie Jooked inquiringly at him from her lacy pillows. He came over and sat at the foot of the bed to talk to her. Rod was struck by Bertie Lou’s haggard appearance. “Better go easy on the night life,” he said. ‘‘You look like the devil.” ‘ Is that all you came in here to tell me?’ Bertie Lou flamed. She was angry with herself for having fallen down so soon on the role of blase indifference she wanted to assume. “No, but I don’t think it’s out of order to warn you,” Rod replied “You will need your strength for housework after this. We won’t be able to keep a maid. ’ Bettie Lou’s delicate eyebrows came together in a quick frown. Rod had never explained why he suddenly cut her allowance in half. And now she was not to have a maid. . . . ! “You don’t expect me to take care of this apartment alone, do you?” she asked, more as a leading question that was meant to draw out further information than because she felt unequal to doing the work if necessary. ‘No, I don’t,’ Rod assured her. But we won’t be here after the first. I’d have sublet the place before this if I’d found a tenant. But most people who can afford an apartment like this leave town for the summer,’ he added explanatorily. Bertie Lou’s brow cleared. “Are you taking a country place?” she asked. “We’re moving back where we were before we got high hat and came in here,” Rod informed her shortly. Bertie Lou could not repress an .ejaculation of surprise. “Have you lost your position?” she added, thinking that matters might have come to a crisis with him and Lila. “No, I haven’t, but I’m going to save some money if it’s the last thing I do,” Rod said decisively. “You can go and look at the apartment I’ve taken—it’s smaller than the one we had—and see how much of this furniture we’ll need. But I wish you would send back the thing;; that aren’t paid for.” “You’ve had all spring and most of the summer to pay for them!” Bertie Lou cried. “I’d like to know what you’ve done with your money. You certainly haven’t given yourself writer’s cramp sending checks to me!’ Rod felt tempted to tell her then and there why he was putting half of his salary aside. The reasons’ Lila had given him for withholding news of the theft of the necklace and bracelets from Bertie Lou seemed to have lost their importance. But others had taken their place. Bertie Lou might rebel against his paying the amount of insurance Lila had carried on them. That thought in his mind showed clearly Lila’s subtle influence. At one time he’d have banked as strongly on Bertie Lou’s desire to do the right thing, even if it appeared quixotic, as on his own willingness to meet his obligations. But now he was not sure. She had been extravagant, heedless of his vftsh for a home of their own, and finally she had cooled his love by her neglect of him while she was away. Had Rod asked himself why she had been neglectful he must have admitted that she hardly would have been so without a reason. It had come so suddenly, her coolness. But when it first became apparent

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to him that she had changed he was too perplexed about it to judge intelligently. Now he had no desire to examine her motives. She had, with or without reason, ceased to love him. Rod was thankful for it, now. It saved him from a life of hypocrisy to keep her happy. But along with the departure of their love had fled much of Rod’s faith in Bertie Lou’s good qualities. No, he concluded, he’d better not tell her about the theft if he wanted to save his money for Lila without having a lot of trouble over it. “I’ve told you I’m saving,” he said quietly, "but not to pay for gimcracks from Park Avenue decorators.” Bertie Lou regarded him through narrowed eyelids. She saw that he was firmly set in what he intended to do. But §he would not give in meekly. “I won’t send back a thing,” she said stubbornly. “If we’re going back to live in that hole I’ll take rome decent furniture.” Rod stood up. “Do as you please,” he said, “but you’ll have to pay for it out of your household money.” Bertie Lou found, as the summer wore into fall, that he had meant just what he said. She was hard pressed to meet the payments on the S4OO radio and the costly “gimcracks” she had purchased under Lila’s guidance. She began to think Rod was mean. He simply would not give her even a hint of his reason for tightening up the pursestrings. If Bertie Lou suggested a show he said he'd prefer the movies. And they never went out on a party together any more. Bertie Lou found many excuses for avoiding Lila. Rod still went often to the Lorees and Lila finally was driven to pretend to Cyrus that she and Bertie Lou had quarreled. While Cyrus said nothing, it was his opinion that Rod was not exactly loyal to his wife. But then, he reflected, Rod might be thinking of his job. And besides, if Lila was right, Bertie Lou had turned out to be a giddy flapper wife. She was hitting a pretty fast pace with young Marco Palmer raid his crowd, Lila had told him. It was true. Bertie Lou became tired of doing her own housework, of counting pennies while Rod saved a lot of money each week and wouldn’t tell her what it was for. She could think of several uses he might have for it—and did. One of them was concerned with Lila and made Bertie Lou turn hot and cold with anger and dread. Her hands were getting rough and reddened from peeling potatoes—they had them often because they were filling—and washing dishes. And sne hated to answer the door bell. Nobody came so often as the collectors. But the thing that started her on an excess of mad pleasure seeking the humiliation she felt over Rod’s frequent visits to the Lorees without her. To Bertie Lou it was ample proof of his willingness to live “each in our own way.” as he had said the night she came home with Marco Palmer. For a while she had refused to go out with Marco again, but he let her know he hadn’t forgotten her. Bertie Lou called him up one evening when Rod was dining with the Lorees. She was desperately lonely and heartsick. Marco came over for her and they went to a club and danced until 2. Then Bertie Lou insisted upon going home. She had to pass through the living room to reach the bedroom. Rod used the davenport. There was no guest room in this apartment. He was not in. Bertie Lou stopped by the table at the head of the davenport and unpinned the

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Almost every one who belonged to the Marlboro Country Club managed to attend the regular Saturday night dinner-dances. At one of the larger tables this night sat Faith and Bob Hathaway, Cherry and Nils Jonson, and Rhoda Jonson with George Pruitt. The orchestra blared suddenly into a fox trot. Cherry, in golden-yellow chiffon that almost matched her golden eyes and intensified the gold tints in her copper-and-gold hair, sprang to her gold-slippered little feet and held up her small arms to her giant of a husband. “Odd. isn’t it, how infatuated with Nils, Cherry still is after six months of marriage,” George Pruitt grinned at Faith. “The most unscupulous little flirt in Stanton has settled down into the most adoring wife. “A pretty long joiirney from Myrtle St. to the Marlboro Country Club, but the two girls of the Lane family have made it. Happy, Faith? Faith’s serene brown eyes smiled into George Pruitt’s homely, kind face. “Frighteningly happy, George. There must me a catch in it somewhere. But look at Crystal!” And she nodded slightly toward a table for four, at which Bob’s cousin sat alone, a determinedly bright smile fixed upon her flushed face, her wide, hazel eyes seeming to say: “I’m alone for just a moment. I’m really awfully popular.” “Poor kid! She dosn’t quite make the grade, does she?” “George,” Faith said earnestly, leaning toward him slightly, "I want you to do something for me. Go ask Crystal to dance. And while you’re dancing say all the pretty things to her that you can think of—well, what you’d say to me if I’d let you,” she laughed. “Make her happy, George. She's—pathetic, and sweet and sound underneath. “Then introduce her to three or

corsage of orchids Marco had bought for her. She put them down, intending to place them in water later, but she entirely forgot about them in speculating as to Rod’s possible whereabouts. “Wouldn’t it have been a scream if we'd met at a club? I could have sent Marco over to ask him if he'd dance with me,” she tormented herself, pretending to be amused. She sat propped up in bed reading the latest thriller until she heard Rod come in about an hour later. Even then she did not remember the orchids. Rod saw them as he was making up his bed.' The sight of the rich blooms told their own story. It was the first time he’d seen any evidence that Bertie Lou was living her life in a way that included orchids. But id did not mean that these were the first. Rod and Bertie Lou never questioned each other. Rod often came in and went to bed without knowing whether Bertie Lou was home. Her door was always closed. Both knew, vaguely, and with forebodings of disaster, that the arrangement would not continue indefinitely. Their marriage was a farce, a hallow mockery. Each was waiting for the other to make the overture toward a separatiop. Bertie Lou expected any day to learn that Lila had left Cyrus. Then would come her own divorce. For she would not seek to hold Rod. Rod thought Bertie Lou would tell him some day that she wanted her freedom. He did not expect her to live on in this manner. For one thing she was too attractive to waste her life , . . and she loved nice things. It was inevitable that she should meet, among Marco Palmer’s wealthy friends, a man who would want to give them to her. The thought of Bertie Lou married to another man was not as agreeable to Rod as it should have been in view of his own infatuation with Lila. He called himself a dog in the manger over it, and set himself to make it plainer than ever to Bertie Lou that she need not consider him an obstacle in any way. It was his method of paying himself off for feeling as he did. Bertie Lou understood him to be leading up to a frank request for complete freedom. This was at dinner, following the evening she had called Marco. Until that moment she had hoped against hope that the inevitable hour might be long postponed. She told Rod, quietly enough, that whenever she wanted to leave him she would do so. He jvould, she hoped, have no hesitancy about doing the same. It was ghastly. Two beautiful young lives bound together with tender ties, calmly placed on a basis that was equivalent to a day-to-day endurance test. Bertie Lou could not stand it. She threw herself into a very'orgy of dissipation—dissipation of time, of beauty and of health. Sleep became practically a stranger to her and she discovered nerves that she had not known that possessed. Rod rarely found her at home now—rarely saw her. There were no more meals in the apartment Bertie Lou once offered to cut her household allowance, but Rod grimly refused. He was eating in cheap restaurants and cafeterias. Bertie Lou applied the money he refused on the debts he was paying off. He protested when he learned of it, but she would not talk about it. The strain'of their artificial relation began wearing on Rod. He came home one day to dress for one of Lila’s dinners and saw with a mixture of relief and consternation that Bertie Lou was packing her suitcase. (To Be Continued.)

four of your friends. I want this first party of hers in Stanton to be a success. I’ll go over to her table with you and introduce you—tell her that you are dying to meet her, and all that. Tony’s dancing with Dick Talbot and that little cad, Lon Edwards, has bolted. Poor Crystal!” “What’s wrong with Crystal?” George wondered aloud. “She’s almost pretty, better looking than lots of girls who are rushed madly. Isn’t Tony Tarver a knockout, Faith? “Makes me think of a line in a poem, ‘shining and tall and fair and straight.’ Gallant is the adjective that really describes her. Blue eyes, black hair, skin as white as marble —and a magnet in that slim body of hers that draws every eye in the room to her. She’s going to make history in Stanton, Faith.” (To Be Continued.)

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