Indianapolis Times, Volume 43, Number 303, Indianapolis, Marion County, 28 April 1932 — Page 15

APRIL 2?, 1932.

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BEGIN HFRr TODAV AITIAN CAREY, nr*ttv *nd 1. i sec*Urv for ERNEST HEATH Chicago Architect Bh> ilir* with her AUNT ERPIE on the west Md* One of her idmirrr* | BEN LAMPMAN. vonne hui*lcian. *ho ks her to marrv him , and u refijaert •TACK WARING. man about town Eho i* divorced. take* her driving one hight *nd ki*’.e* her She resolves never to g n with him again RAY EI.ANNERY. emoloved in a neighboring office, give* tier some advice on nooularttv. Susan tr. In love with 808 DUNBAR, handsome voung inlilihnnire she mat at business school but she belles as he t* engaged to DENISE ACKROYD. a debutante Denise asks Susan. Ben and *ome oth frs to attend a house party. Dunbar anneara. He drinks too much and tells Susan she la a flirt. She makes him ston his car and get* but. ERNEST HEATH haooens along and drives her back to the Ackrovd*. His *!'•>. who is Jealous, warns him against doing it. NOW GO ON WITH THE STORY CHAPTER TWENTY-SIX *“pvlD you have a good time?” i-/ Rose asked. It was Sunday afternoon, a gray and lifeless Sunday. ‘‘lt. was all right,” Susan said tcnelessly. ‘‘Well, I must say you don’t f Bound enthusiastic!" Susan said she was sorry. She tried to whip herself into the response Rose wanted. The lace dress had been a great success, she assured her. ■ How about Ben? Did he like it? pid you come back together?” I didn’t see him this morning," Busan said vaguely. "I got up early and feck the !) o’clock train.” Rose gasped. "My dear, what for?" "Oh, I just wanted to.” How could she explain the urge that had sent her rushing back to the city and the safety of the little house? she had not slept the long bight through. Phrases of Bob’s had kept recurring to her. "Not. the sort of girl ;I thought you were—Denise told me 'you went with this free and easy 'crowd—you can't always tell about angel faces ” Os course, he had been drinking, but that was no excuse. She saw plainly Denise's purpose in inviting her. She longed only to be away from the big, unfriendly house. Even the note pushed under her dror by a servant as Susan packed her bag had not deterred her. "I'm sorry,” the note had said. “I acted the fool last night. Don't remember all I said, but hope, you Vill forgive me.” It was signed with Bob’s initials. She had not seen Ben again. The house had been silent, almost union anted as Susan slipped down the stairs. There had been a maid dusting the great hall as she passed She had walked the two miles to the station, feeling sick and faint, and longing for some coflee. Back in the city she had stopped at a lunch counter in the big terminal, and the thick cup of steaming liquid Ahoveri at her by a rosy lad in a starched uniform had put new heart into her. It had given her courage to go home and face Aunt Jessie’s many questions. a a a TOMORROW — Susan wpndered about tomorrow. The night before it had seemed the simplest, most natural thing in the world to turn to Ernest Heath. Now she was doubtful. Hadn't she been over-hasty and

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'impulsive? She wondered if Heath would not resent her attitude of the night before. She had been so distraught that at the time there had seemed nothing else to do. Now she was conscious of ner--1 vous dread over the prospect of meeting him again. Last night i everything had been unreal. Today they had resumed their proper outlines. • She was Susan Carey, a working girl, not Susan Carey in a white lace dress, being driven to a party on the north shore. Heath came in, ill at ease and nervous, scarcely glancing at her. With instincts abnormally sharpened'by dread, Susan imagined his greeting was unusually cool. "Good morning, Miss Carey.” Her reply was scarcely audible, but at least the moment was over. Susan breathed more freely and went about her tasks with an intense, almost fierce concentration. She was grateful to her employer for not ! referring to the Saturday night’s \ incident. For the first time she began to think of Heath as a man rather than as an employer. His I unfailing courtesy, even his coolness and stiffness now seemed virtues. She felt tremendously grateful to him. Outwardly nothing had I changed, but actually the two were conscious of each other. Os Bob the girl refused to think. I That was finished now. It was a book she had closed, a book that ' had begun rather charmingly but j ended badly. She had written Denise a curt ; little note telling her nothing of what she really felt. It had cost ; her something to do that. Susan was so quiet for the next ! few days that even Aunt Jessie was j alarmed. Aunt Jessie had tried, even as Rose, to draw Susan out on : the subject of the house party. "This gadding around leads to no ; good," Aunt Jessie scolded. If she 1 had expected to rouse her niece’s spirit by this trite and true re- | mark she was disappointed. "I guess maybe you’re right,” i Susan had said drearily. "I think I’ll go to bed early tonight. I'm ! terribly tired.” Aunt Jessie had to hide her exasperation. "I declare, I don't know what’s : got into the girl,” she would mutter to herself, swishing the mop around in the big dish pan or sweeping the back porch with energetic fury. a a a SOMEHOW Susan managed to get through days at the office. Next week would usher in her birthday. At 20 a birthday should be an event, a celebration. For Susan it seemed neither this year. When Ben telephoned she told him she was busy. She had not seen him since the eventful night of the house party. Quite unreasonably she blamed Ben in her heart. If he had not been there, she would think, perhaps things might have been different. Susan went to movies with Rase, watfcod her hair, and darned her stockings with beautiful, invisible stitches. She borrowed books from the 11brarry and read them with her mind far away. Everything seemed empty and futile. Some days—the

easiest ones—passed in a sort of gray haze when she felt nothing at all. There were other times when the turn of a head, a mans voice calling to another across a restaurant or a phrase leaping at her from the pages of a book awoke her to something like agony. She wondered why people said the young were happy. They certainly weren’t At least she wasn’t. She kept reaching out and striving for things she never could have. It would be better to be like Ray. who accepted everything at its face value. Over their cafeteria luncheon Susan happened to mention the fact that the day was her birthday. Ray widened her eyes. “Mv eye! What did“ the boy friend give you?” Susan smiled. “Haven't any boy friend.” Ray looked shrewd. "Expect me to believe that?” Susan allowed herself a tiny shrug. “You can believe it or not, just as you like. It’s true.” "You are a funny one,” ’Ray told her. "You’re plenty good-looking—-that is, if anybody likes the tall type. And you could have a good time if you only put your mind to it.” Susan ate her ice cream. "Maybe that’s the trouble. I don’t care enough,” she said. Ray announced. “It’s just plain dumb. That’s what it is! If you’d wear some snappy clothes and use a little more makeup, you’d be real cute. “Why don’t you come up to the house seme night, and let mama fix you up?" "You’re awfully kind.” Susan told her. “I’ll think about it.” She squeezed Ray’s plump little arm as they went out. Yes, it must be comfortable to be like Ray. Life would be simple if you felt as she did about everything. TTSODK A DAY BY BRUCE CATTON ' Strangest of ail the novels of spring is “A Glastonbury Romance,” by John Cowper Powys. Here is a tremendously fat book containing more than 1,100 pages of fine type. It is a weird mixture oi melodrama and mysticism, of medieval legend and modern eroticism, presented with a detail and a driving earnestness that leaves one gasping for breath. One trips over symbolism and allegory' at every turn. And yet there is a lot of strength in the book. Its characters are living, breathing men and women; they are real people, you accept them and remember them. Its prose frequently is distinguished and at times deeply moving. Reading it through is a chore, but you are likely to feel well repaid when you come to the end. Mr. Powys fixes his plot in the Somerset town of Glastonbury, where the Arthurian legends center. Here the Lady of the Lake is supposed to have lived, here Merlin passed into his strange enchantment, here the Holy Grail was glimpsed by earnest seekers; and to this town comes the Rev. John Geard, who has inherited a fortune and who seeks to turn Glastonbury into anew spiritual center for pilgrims from all the world. In conflict with him is Philip Crow, the manufacturer, who wants to abolish mysticism and make Glastonbury a manufacturing center; and the rivalry of these two, running all through the book, becomes an allegory from which dangle countless symbolic sub-plots. “A Glastonbury' Romance” has abundant defects, and now and then it seems just plain long-winded. But when you finish it y'ou’ve read something. It is published by Simon & Schuster and sells for $3.75.

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IT was unaccountable, but Susan’s heart had lightened somewhat. She told Pierson shyly that it was her birthday and he joked about her great age. Pierson was 35 and looked 40. Jack Waring arrived as they were talking. He looked at the girl curiously. “It must be great to be 20.” he s.iid. There was a real note of envy in his voice. "What wouldn't I give to be back there, with what I know now! I wouldn't make the same mistakes—” "I’ve made a lot already,” Susan

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sented herself. Tall and graceful in her old black wool frock, with its sheer white collar falling away from her young throat, Susan made a charming picture. "Sit down.” Ernest Heath told her. His voice sounded strange, almost harsh. Susan obeyed without taking her eyes from his dark, aristocratic face. There was something in his expression that vaguely alarmed her. “Miss Carey.” Heath went on. clearing his throat. "Ive something unpleasant to tell you. Mrs. Heath is threatening to sue you for alienation of my affections."

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Susan stared, a child's unwinking stare. The horror of what he had said had not fully penetrated her consciousness. She faltered, “But that’s absurd! She can't do that.” "Nevertheless," said Heath grimly, "she's going to.” (To Be Continued) Rtimson to Sail May 4 By Vniterl Pr*t GENEVA. April 28.—State Secretary Henry L. Stimson decided today to leave Geneva for Cannes by automobile after lunch Saturdav. He will sail for New York on the line Vulcania May 4.

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—By Edgar Rice Burroughs

“Kill the man if you can,” were Lu-don’s Anal instructions, "but in any event bring the woman to me here, alive.” Pan-sat, disguised as a warrior, set out toward Ja-lur, where Ja-don had mobilized his army for its descent upon A-lur. There a sentry posted upon a knoll sent word that in the valley below, he had seen what appeared to be two people mounted upon a gryf. Ja-don himself went to observe the truth of the sentry’s words.

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