Indianapolis Times, Volume 42, Number 301, Indianapolis, Marion County, 27 April 1931 — Page 8

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Chapter Forty-Four (Continued) "Glad to know you!” Jim .said heartily. “Must have been a pleasant surprise for you. Gypsy, to see an old friend.” He looked at Crosby “Are you from New York.’’ “Have been. I'm traveling just now. Haven't seen Gypsy for a long while and a friend told me she was living here. Forest City's quite a town, I find?” "Oh. we like it.” Jim eased down comfortably into a hair. "What is your business, Mr. Crcsby?" a a a \LAN told him briefly. The men talked a few moments and then Jim'turned toward Gypsy. "You've asked Mr. Crosby to stay to lunch of course?” “I’m afraid I haven’t.” Gypsy admitted. “but I’ve been counting on it. You will, won’t you?" she urged, facing Alan. He started to refuse, but Jim interrupted. In the end it was settled that Alan was to stay and Gypsy withdrew to tell Matilda to add another place at the table. Jim Wallace seldom had seemed so genial. Throughout luncheon he talked to Alan about New York, discussed business conditions and offered information about local affairs. Gypsy was quiet. Only a few times'did she address Alan directly and then her gaze did not meet his. Jim apparently did not notice this. They left the table and wandered back to the living room. “Have you shown Mr. Crosby that garden you’re so proud of?” Jim asked. “No, but I’d like to. We can go out this way,” she added, starting toward the door. Crosby moved forward, but Jim stayed behind. "You two go along,” he told them. “There are one or two chores I’d like to get off my chest.” a a a e'p'HERE was a flagstone path L leading from the front entrance of the house around to the garden. It was a narrow path. Gypsy walked ahead and the young ! man followed. She showed him the inscription j on the sundial and said Jim’s grandfather had placed the stone there. They paused before the rows of brilliant dahlias and Gypsy pointed out how next year the rambler roses were to be trained into an arbor. She talked almost constantly, always moving just a little ahead of Crosby. Finally he Interrupted, “It’s a very pretty garden, Gypsy, and you needn’t show me another damned flower because I’m not looking at them. “You’re going to tell me if you really meant it when you tried to make me believe you’re happy here. I don’t believe you are! You’ve got a fine home—better than I could give you—but you're not the same Gypsy I used to know. “You've lost something. You’re not laughing! I won't go away until I know !” “Please, Alan! You’re only making it harder!” “I can’t help It. I tell you I won’t go away!" “But you must! You'll have to. Don’t you see there’s no chance to talk about anything now?” “Then when can we talk?” “Alan, don’t look at me like that! Borne one will see you. You’ll have to go away. Really you must!” ana NOT until you say when I can see you again-r-where we can talk this thing out.” "I can’t see you again, Alan.” i ’All right. Then this is where I , stay!” Her eyeo sought his in desperation. There was no weakening ; there “I’ll see you,” Gypsy said slowly. ! “Monday. In the exhibition rooms j at the public library. It’s on the i second floor.” “What time?” “Between 3 and 4 o'clock.” “All right. I’ll be there. I’ll be there at 3. They went back to the house. Jim appeared in the doorway of the library. There was something in the room that he wished to show j Crosby—a photograph of the original house as it had been when his great-grandfather built it. The framed, faded photograph hung on the wall over his deck. A few minutes later Crosby took his leave. "Nice fellow,” Jim Wallace announced as Crosby’s back disappeared down the walk. “Known him j long?” "Oh. yes. He lived at the rooming house, where I stayed for a!

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! while. I was certainly surprised to ! see him here.” "Nice feltow,” Jim repeated and ; went back to his desk. It was twenty minutes after 3 ! when she mounted the stairs lead- : ing up to the public library’s exhibition room Monday afternoon. At ; th" head of the stairs she shot a quick glance over her shoulder, i Gypsy was looking pale. CHAPTER FORTY-FIVE paused on the threshold J of the large room and surveyed it. She could not. have told what prompted her to suggest this meeting place. Perhaps It was Alan’s interest in art. The room was used to exhibit traveling collections of paintings. Gypsy had been there once before to see the work of a group of Mexican artists. The place had been almost deserted then. Now several couples were studying the pictures, standing or else leaning back in the row of camp chairs down the center of the room. She saw Alan and her heart quickened its beat. His back was toward her. Alan appeared to be absorbed in a canvas. He stood almost in the center cf the room. How slender and well built he looked in the gray suit. “Well, I’ve come,” she said in a low voice. He turned, smiling. “And I’ve been waiting since before 3.” Two young women who looked as though they might be school teachers passed in front of them, sat down near by. Crosby glanced down at Gypsy. “Isn’t there some place,” he asked, “where we might have a little more privacy ” She nodded. “We’ll try to And some place. This won’t do.” They left the exhibition room. Outside a broad balcony looked down.over the central office of the library. At the far end of the balcony there was a bench. Gypsy and Alan walked toward this bench and sat down. “Now before you begin,” Crosby said, trying to keep voice low, “I want to tell you that the very day you left New York —the same day you were married, I guess—l tried to find you to tell you I was sorry for what had happened. “I telephoned and Mrs. O’Hare told rne you’d gone away. She wouldn’t say where. It was after I went,back there—after I lost my job —that she told me the real truth. Gypsy, whatever made you do it?” “Do what?" “Run away from me the way you did. Without even saying goodby!” “But, Alan, I didn’t think you’d be interested. There was your new friend, Mrs. Langley—” “Are you trying to remind me what a fool I’ve been? I admitted it, didn’t I? Mrs. Langley! She was the worst of the lot, Gypsy. It was her fault I lost my job. She w r as the one who told me running around to parties all night was the way to get ahead in New York. Well, it wasn’t long before she was through with a penniless artist! Picked up a violinist who could play love songs for her.” Suddenly Crosby stopped talking and looked at the r r*’. “V-- •- ' good of going on this way, Gypsy?” he said then pi: suing!., • you everything I’ve tried s.nro you went away has been a failure. “I’ve cursed myself a thousand times for an idiot. It isn’t too late, darling. It isn't too late if we both have the courage! I—l love you so much!” a a a THE girl turned away from him. “I’m sorry, Alan,” she said slowly. “I came here to tell you that it will have to be goodby.” “But I’m never going to let you go agan! Gs 7 psy, if you’ll come away with me there isn’t anything we can’t do in the whole world. “I’ll work hard. I’ll make you proud of me. You can’t have forgotten the wonderful days we used to have together! You can’t say no darling. Your heart won’t let you!" Still she was avoiding his eyes. “You don’t understand, Alan,” she told him. “You see —it is my heart —” Crosby stared at her. “You mean,” he said slowly, “that you’re happier here? You mean you love Jim Wallace?” Misted lashes made the girl’s eyes starry. She nodded. “Six months ago.” she said, “if you’d told jne all this everything would have been different. I cared so much for you then! I thought it was love. >- “When you talked to me about Mrs. Langley—told me how beautiful she was—l was terribly jealous. That night I saw you with

her I thought I didn’t even want to live. I was miserable —oh, I thought no one in the world had ever been sa unhappy! “When I married Jim it was to get away. I was honest with him. He knew there was someone else I cared for. But he’s wonderful, Alan. He didn't ask a single question about the other man. “Even now he doesn’t know. I’ve changed since I’ve come here. I’m not the same girl.” “What you’re trying to tell me is that —well, that I'm out of it. Is that what you mean?” “We can be friends, Alan.” He did not answer. Presently he picked up his hat, whirling it carelessly. “Weill,” he said in a tone of forced brightness, “I expect you’d like to have me get out of here, wouldn’t you? Sorry I’ve been such an idiot ” a a a n °t an idiot. Please X don’t taik that way, Alan. Premise me you’re going to feel that we’re friends!” “All right. We’re friends. The kind who never see each other and send a card every Christmas. Do you want a card with holly on it or would you prefer angels?” There was a note in his voice that frightened the girl. “I don’t want yo\i to go away feeling like this,” she told him. “You’ll find another girl you care more for than you think you do for me. “You see, it’s really true—what you told me in New York. We were just youngsters when we had those good times together. I’ll never forget them. They were wonderful! But It wasn’t because of you or me. It was because we were at the age when we were beginning to find out how exciting the world is. I wish you’d come to see us when you’re in town. Jim likes you.” Crosby rose. “It’s all right, Gypsy,” he said. “I know what you’re trying to do. It’s very kind of you. “Suppose we just forget the last sad rites and let it go at that. I hope he’ll be good to you. Goodby—” He had walked a few yards when he turned and came back to her. He tcok Gypsy’s hand. “If there’s ever anything I can do for you,” he said, “promise you’ll let me know. I’d like to feel there’s that chance for me. Will you do that?” “I’m not just saying it. I mean it. Here—” he handed her a business card. “This address will reach me. Goodby, Gypsy. Good luck!” a a a FOR several minutes after he had gone the girl sat there. The balcony was shadowed and no one was near. She let the tears come and leaned back against the wall. Partings had always been hard for Gypsy. This one marked the termination of a precious part of her girlhood. It was something she never would know again. Alan was gone and so was the girl who had adored him. Gypsy closed her eyes for a moment. A dozen hazy memories crowded before her—moonlight on the boat to Coney Island with Alan beside her, dinner at Pietro’s, dancing with Alan, sitting while Alan made numberless sketches, only to tear up, late suppers in Mrs. O’Hare’s kitchen. How far away all that seemed!

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