Indianapolis Times, Volume 43, Number 12, Indianapolis, Marion County, 25 May 1931 — Page 8

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BEGIN jure today BERYL BORDEN. Mcntiv In lov* with TOMMY WILSON d*!avs his elon*,rrnt ■with her h air tlster. IRENE EVER ITT. but full to convince him that it la his duty to finish eolieec. Irene wants to be a radio singer. She secures an audition and Bervl iocs to the studio with her. While waiting. Beryl croons melodies at a niaso A director accidentally hears and is charmed bv her voice. He Rives her a test and offers a contract, which elates the Rlrl. but her Jo? is shortlived. lor Irene fells end the family blames Beryl. Irene again cromises to alone with Tommy but his aunt dies and his mar* rifge is oestoaned. Beryi's debut is a success. She tries to forcet Tommy bv going to gay parties with PRENTISS GAYLORD, wealthy son of hr emoiover. Ir*ne attempts to win Rr-ntiss from her sisterBeryl becomes 111 and the doctor warns her to stav in bed and guard her throat. Irene meanwhile avoids Tommy and tries to csotivste Prentiss. He taiccs her driv* tag. .VOW CO or WITH TBS STORY CHAPTER TWENTY-THREE MRS. EVERETT had come upstairs to put Irene’s room In order. She sighed over the task as she put the satin mules away in the closet and'hung up the crumpled negligee that had been left on a chair. Maybe she hadn’t oeen as strict with Irene about the cave of her room as she should have been, but Irene was such a pretty little thing. It had been hard to scold her. She was carrying the damp towels—left from the hair drying— to ha.ig them in the bathroom when Beryl called to her. Gracious, was it time for her medicine already! But Beryl was not thinking of medicine. She noticed as her mother came into the room that Mrs. Everett looked tired and worn beneath the makeup she had hastily applied when Irene told her to “do something to herseif,” shortly before Prentiss came, adding with the brutal frankness of undisciplined youth: "You look like something the cat dragged in." ‘ Sit down a minute," Beryl said, motioning toward the chair at her bedside. Mrs. Everett shook her head. "It’s t.irr.e to start dinner," she said wearily. “What is it you want?" "Why,” Beryl tried to speak calmly, but her voice would show a bit eagerness, "I just wanted to ask if Tommy is coming to dinner?" “No. he isn’t, thank goodness,” her mother replied. “This is his night to relieve the operator at the theater. I’m so near played out I don’t know what I’d do if I had company to cook for.” “You can give me some milk with a raw egg in it,’’ Beryl said. “That’s all I want." Asa matter of fact she was feeling hungry—having eaten little or nothing all day, but she hadn’t the energy for helping her mother and did not feel like asking for a special dinner. The regular fare, she knew, would be beefsteak and potatoes and it did not appeal to her appetite. “All right,” her mother agreed listlessly. “Is it time for your medicine now?" “Not yet," Beryl said. “Don’t bother about it. I’ll take it.” an tt HER mother departed then and Beryl was left alone to wonder if she were pleased or not because Tommy wasn’t coming to dinner. She wouldn’t have seen him if he had come unless she’d risked overtaxing her strength to go downstairs, and that she did not want to do the night before her radio hour. But it would have meant a great deal to have him in the same house —under the same roof—now when Irene was away. • Still if he came tonight the probability was he would learn that Irene had been out with Prentiss Gaylord—might still be out with him. in fact. Poor Tommy—how much would Irene hurt him! Had she gone with Prentiss because she knew Tommy wasn’t coming back that night, or would she have gone anyway? What was she after with Prentiss Gaylord—just a good time—or would she throw Tommy over for him if Prentiss wanted her? As Beryl asked herself these questions, a flood of rebellion against the situation swept over her. For a moment she could have cried out, “I hate them all!” HPre was her happiness in the hands of a selfish, greedy girl who never thought of any one but herself, and Beryl was utterly helpless to do anything about it but hazard guesses and make conjectures. Her happiness—yes. For Tommy’s

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happiness was her happiness. And she couldn’t even know—couldn't decide which was best in her—to pray that Irene would break his heart now or later. That she would break it, was to Beryl’s mind inevitable. Would he be thankful for every year, every day, every hour of a fool’s paradise that Irene gave him? Would he say some day, “Well, 1 had at least that much out of life?” or would it be, "I wish I’d known before.” Lying there worrying, Beryl fast was undoing the good her day’s rest had done her and might have fretted herself into a fever had not her gan a come to pay her a call. They came up the stairs and Into her room on tiptoe, but when they saw her fully dressed and not “sick abed,” they became their natural selves ahd told her, “Gosh, they’d been scared to death she wasn’t goin’ to sing on the radio any more and they’d been wrltin’ a song for her.” Beryl asked to hear the song. Instead, it was brought forth on a piece of paper. Beryl was heart and soul in humming tunes for it (the pain in her throat seemed forgotten) when her mother cams up with her milk and egg and shooed the boys out of the house. “The dirt they traipped in!” Mrs. Everett complained. Beryl did not hear her—she was on her way back to the kitchen—so was left to enjoy her thoughts of the boys’ visit without regret.

THEIR song was funny—heavy heart throb stuff that they wouldn’t have admitted to in real life for worlds—but they had helped her wonderfully. She didn’t feel lonely and helpless now, and it was something to know that when Tommy needed her sympathy, as he would some day, she could give it to him. To stand by and watch Irene playing with him was like seeing him go to war. When he came back she would bind up his wounds. Suppose Tommy would have to bear his suffering all alone! “I wouldn’t want him to go through that," she told herself in a spirit of sacrifice. After that—and remembering the affection of her gang—she relaxed and such thoughts as she had were uplifting and soothing. She fell asleep, but awoke when she heard a noise. Was it Irene coming in? She listened. No,, it was her mother and stepfather. They were still downstairs. Not so very late. Beryl looked at the radium dial clock by her bed. A quarter after 10. Irene had not come home to dinner. A quarter after 10 wasn’t so late for a dinner party. Maybe she was in—no, Irene wasn’t so quiet as that—at a quarter after 10. What Beryl was thinking of, and unable to decide if she feared or hoped for it, was that Tommy might walk past the house when he closed the theater and find Irene,,with Prentiss. * Then she heard Prentiss’ car drive up before the house and stop. No other with a motor like that ever stopped there. Had she not been listening, she could not have heard it. A half hour passed, and Irene did not come in. Were they going to sit there all night? IRENE did not mind if they did. She had the situation perfectly in hand at her own front door. A girl could be less diffident in the shadow of the parental rdoftree. And she was beginning to think she might have overplayed the modesty pose. Prentiss had’t got very far with his advances. Had he been frighteneed off? He wasn’t indifferent. Th.it was plain enough. And there had been moments at the inn when he sat across the narrow pine table from her and she could see his face bet Ween the two big wax candles, dripping contentedly in their pewter holders, that she had thought he was about to say something important to her. % He had checked himself. Was it the shortness of their acquaintance? That was something he couldn’t help, of course. It would be a risk to try to make him see that she didn’t mind. She had tabbed him as more or

less conventional and wasn’t going to forget it. In a way, she was glad that he was like that. Iff would make it easier for her to weigh his attitude toward her. It is different the way a girl accepts conventionality and the way a man accepts it. He never wants it so much for himself as for the girl he is most interested iff. Irene had to be sure of things with Prentiss before she would know what to do with Tommy. Something would have to happen soon between her and Prentiss if it were going to happen at all. She’d have to know what it was leading to, because she didn’t want to lose Tommy and then lose Prentiss too. She could get some fun out of going with Prentiss for a while, but eventually she would have to answer to Tommy and that might be serious. The next time Prentiss took her out she would see to it that they went some place where there was dancing. Irene knew that men enjoyed dancing with her. Didn’t they always finish by calling her pet names—all except the kids—names such as Sugar Pie, Baby Doll. Cuddles, and even pidgy? Would it help if Prentiss kissed her good-night? Could she let him do that and not spoil things? She turned a provocatively lifted face toward him as they sat in the car and sighed: “Well, good-night, I’ve had a lovely time.” (To Be Continued)

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