Indianapolis Times, Volume 42, Number 264, Indianapolis, Marion County, 16 March 1931 — Page 7

MARCH 16, 1931

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BEGIN HERE TODAY GYPSY McBRIDE. 19-year-old tvpUt, meet* the boat on which ALAN CROSBY return* from a vear and a half in Paris. Two nights later Alan breaks an engagement with Gypsy on a plea of business. She goes to the theater alone and encounters Crosby with a MRS. LANGLCY. There is a scene. Mrs. Langley drives away alone and Crosby and GYPSY go home together. Quarreling all the way. Next day Gypsy attempts to apologue. Crosby refers to their romance as a boy and girl affair, now outgrown. Gypsv Is crushed. When she Is criticised for carelessness at the office, she resigns. To forget her misery she accepts a dinner Invitation from her wealthy cousin. ANNE TROWBRIDGE. The dinner is a bore. While the others are playing bridge Gypsy goes for her wraps, determined to leave. She hears a' noise In the next room, opens the door and sees a man climbing in the window. He Is JAMES WALLACE. guest of the Trowbridges, who entered by the fire-escape to avoid the dinner party guests. He tells Gvpsv he has been lilted by his fiancee. She tells him she has been Jilted, too. and has lost her Job. Wallace asks Gypsy to marry him. NOW GO ON WITH THE STORY CHAPTER ELEVEN IS that supposed to be a joke?” Gypsy asked. She was not smiling. Her dark eyes, studying Wallace, looked wide and childish. ‘‘Do I look as though I were joking? Never more serious in my life. I said let’s get married. I mean it!" ‘‘But what—” “Listen, this will! be the most sensible marriage you ever heard of. Now wait a minute"—he saw that the girl was about to interrupt and hurried on— “Doesn’t it strike you as a coincidence that out of this whole city full of people you and I should meet tonight? And that both of us should be trying to forget somebody else? Forget—say you and I are just a couple of saps who don’t realize how lucky we are! Do you want that guy, whoever he is, to know you’re miserable, wishing he would come back to you?” “No,” said Gypsy emphatically. Then instead of mooning over him prepare for your wedding morn—” “I see what you mean,” the girl said slowly. “You want to marry me to make —her—sorry she treated you so badly. That’s what you’re thinking about, isn’t it?” “Well, what if I am? It works the same way for you, doesn’t it? And it’s a hundred times better reason for getting married than most people have. Romantic nonsense—say, it makes me sick!” “You’re pretty bitter, aren’t you?" Gypsy asked. “I don’t blame you for feeling that way, but I couldn’t marry you.” “Why not?" “Well, it—it Just isn’t my idea of a marriage, that’s all.” “Do you like this town?" Wallace asked. considered. “I thought I did," she said. “I’ve always lived here. But now I hate it!” “Getting out of here tomorrow morning, myself,” said the young man. “Glad of it. Two days of New York is plenty. Lord—l’ll be glad to be on my way back to Forest City.” “What’s it like there?” “Oh, you probaMv wouldn’t think It was so much, little place—compared with New York. We think it’s quite a metropolis out there.” He told her about the city 500 miles .westward where the Wallaces had 'always lived. Forest City boasted a population of 200,000 citizens. It nad Chamber of Commerce thit was “boosting” it and two country clubs. tt tt “T’LL get there,” he :>aid, “at 6:30 JL tomorrow night. Then I’ll go out to the house and before I’ve had a chance to get off my coat Aunt Ellen will be telling me that the roast is getting cold and to hurry and come to the table." Wallace laughed shortly: “There’s one person who’s getting a break—Aunt Ellen! I’ve lived with her ever since I was a kid. Parents died. She was going to move next month. Rented a little place across the street, but I don’t t hink she really liked the idea. Fond of the old house. Well —she won’t need to move now!” There was a brief silence. Then Gypsy said: “Were you—to be married soon?" “Next month. But instead of waiting a month for me, the young lady Id going to stroll up to the altar one week from next Saturday with young Brock Phillips, polo player, bon vivant and awfully, awfully well fixed with cash. Sole heir to papa’s millions.” “Was it Just tonight that she told you?” Wallace nodded. He glanced at the watch on his WTist. “Approximately one hour and a half ago,” he said. “You can imagine that it rather changed my plans for the

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evening. Changed them considerably. At that, I’m not so badly ofT as you. You’re out of a job! Why did you give up the one you had? Don’t you know that was foolish?” “Yes,” said Gypsy. “And I’d do it again tomorrow." “What was the matter #ith the place?" “Nothing. Everything! I’ve worked for the MacNamara company three years. Pounding typewriters. Filing letters. Dictation. “I’m so sick of offices and the sound of typewriters—rushing to work mornings and rushing home again at night—that I don’t see how I can go back to it. “I’m sick of New York, too! I’d like to get away and forget there is such a place. That town you were telling about—Forest City—sounds wonderful. You’ll be glad to get back there, I guess.” Wallace leaned forward. “You can come along,” he said. “My offer still holds. And that’s something I’ve never done before—ask a girl to marry me after she’s refused once.” The girl looked at him. What she would have answered must remain a mystery, for as Gypsy was about to speak each of them suddenly became aware of the presence of a third person. Standing in the doorway in her crimson evening, gown, amazed and disapproving, was Anne Trowbridge. “What in the world !” Anne began and seemed at a loss for more words. Os course it was unconventional. Gypsy, reading her cousin’s shocked expression, realized this. a tt U “TTELLO, Anne," she said. “Come ir. and hear the news. Mr. Wallace and I are going to be married.” “Gypsy!” “Congratulate me, won’t you?” Wallace broke in. “You and Phil are invited to the wedding. It’s going to be tomorrow. Tomorrow morning—" Anne had recovered the power of speech. “Are you two crazy?" she asked. “You don’t even know each other! How did you get here, Jim? I thought you were having dinner with your fiancee?” “And instead you find me the accepted suitor of Financee No. Two. Not bad at all for one evening, is it?” Had any of them been in a mood to appreciate it, young Mrs. Trowbridge’s discomfiture would have been amusing. “Gypsy Mcßride!" she exclaimed,” you can’t do a thing like this! Why, you must be out of your head—” Gypsy’s tone rose to a higher pitch. “That settles it!” she declared. “Anne, I’m not coming back to your party. I’m going to get out of this dress and into my own. clothes and go home. Tomorrow morning I’m going to marry this young man—if he still wants me—and leave New York and forge", there ever was such a place. If you and Phil want to come with us to be married, all right. If you don’t—well, I’ll get my landlady and one of the other roomers!" Color was burning in Gypsy’s cheeks. With head high she rushed from the room and into the hall. Then a door slammed. It was ten minutes later when the girl emerged. There had been a transformation. Instead of the fragile, flattering chiffon she wore the tweed coat and brown beret in which she looked exactly like a thousand other girl office workers. There was a run in one of her chiffon hose and the brown oxfords needed a shine. She stopped abruptly. , “Oh! I didn’t expect to find you here!” she addressed the tall young man who waa blocking the way. Wallace wore his hat and overcoat. “I thought if you were ready to leave I’d see you home,” he said. “You don’t mind?” Gypsy shook her head. “Not at all. It’s very nice of you.” a a a WALLACE hesitated. "Mrs. Trowbridge went back to her guests,” he said. “It might cause a little comment if we went out that \vay.” He motioned with his head toward the living room. “I suppose you wouldn’t consider using the fire escape? I mean going up to the next floor—the way

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I came in? It’s quite simple, but I don’t suppose ” Gypsy looked down at her worn coat. “Let’s do it," she said. “Don’t I look just like Cinderella running away from the ball? Yes, I think the fire escape by all means!’’ He helped her through the window and she was not as frightened as she had expected to be. High places always had terrified the girl. They went up the slanting front stairway and Wallace climbed into the building again. Gypsy scrambled after him. Both were embarrassed. The smile with which Gypsy tried to hid 2 her confusion was patently self -conscious. Wallace glanced up and down the corridor. No one was in sight. Seem to be in luck,” he raid. “The elevator is over this way—” There was no more conversation until they hsd reached the street and were in a taxicab headed for Mrs. O’Kare’s rooming house. Then Gypsy glanced up from the enveloping shadows: “I was sort of excited—when I was talking to Anne,” she said softly. “Maybe we’d better just forget about tonight.” “Gave your word, didn’t you?” Wallace reminded her. “Back out if you want to. I thought you were game.” “You mean—you really mean it?” “Os course I do. There’s a train at 11 o’clock tomorrow morning that I’d like to catch. If I come for you at 9:30 can you be ready? City hall’s the quickest place to get it over with, I guess. I’ll get Phil to come along." “I’ll be ready,” Gypsy promised. At the door of the rooming house Wallace touched his hat and said good night. Gypsy went inside, climbed the long flight slowly. Dozens of jumbled, incoherent thoughts were tumbling through her brain. She was going to marry a man she never had seen before tonight. She had promised to marry him. Packing. She would better do that tonight! At 9:30 in the morning James Wallace, her bridegroom, was coming. What was the name of that place? Forest City. Mrs. O’Hare would have to be notified— Ten hours later Gypsy Mcßride stood beside a tall young man in a blue suit and listened to a hoarse civic official who was saying, “I pronounce you husband and wife.” Gypsy looked up into Jim Wallace’s blue eyes. As she did so the vision of another face—dark and mocking—danced before her. (To Be Continued) Sentencing Deferred By Times Special SOUTH BEND, Ind., March 16. Pending efforts of former State Representative Edward J. Bouchard to reach a settlement with his embezzlement victim, sentencing has been deferred until Tuesday. Bouchard was convicted two weeks ago of swindling Mrs. Bertha O. Borley, Mishawaka, out of $3,700 in a real estate transaction.

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