Indianapolis Times, Volume 43, Number 309, Indianapolis, Marion County, 5 May 1932 — Page 15

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r SlGt'i HFRt TOIMT STJBAJI CARRY ort'* rtWrr. fall* In iO' with 808 DCNBAR. non ®f a miitlenafr* DENIS* ackroyd who hnM t® roarrt Bob. aak* Bn*an to attend • houae trtv and man**e to now a W*ta Bumh and Bob . . . BBN LAMrMIH another admirer of ■uitni haa a fi*t fitht with Boh Pn.an ftjmoa out of Bob rar and aak* protection from RRVKST HEATH her errniorrr. who t oaaaina He take* her home HP.’ HEATH. tealou* of Buian. threatens an alienation suit but destits wh*n JACK WARINO produce* a letter lnrolrin* her in an affair with another Iran RAY FLANNERY who work* in the ne** office confides to Susan that SKY WEBB whom she cared for. has married another ROSE MTt.TON S isan's chum plana to tire uo her career to marrv. On Christina* eve Heath sends Susan flowers and Ben who has proposed marriage and been refused. Is lealous Wannt meets Denise at a New Year s e’ e partv and she mdiscreetlr tells sht he* meddled In Russ ns and Bob's lore * NOW C.O ON WITH THE STORY CHAPTER THIRTY-TWO IT was one of those sharp bitter days of late January. Snow had fallen the day before and overnight had changed Into sleet. The pavements were an Icy menace, along which taxicabs cautiously slid. At 5 o'clock Susan looked out And shivered, dreading the walk to the street car. For the last half hour she had noticed Mr Heath fussing about in his own office. There did not seem to be any particular reason for his lingering She was putting on her hat when he appeared in the doorway. Miss Carey. I have the car and it's a v retched night. Let me drop you at your home." Surprise showed in the girl's face. Oh. that's awfully kind of you. but isn't it out of your way?" "Not at ail. I should be very happy to do it. Just one moment and 111 be with you." They rode down in the elevator together, the girl, as always, more than a little shy with this man. Simon, waiting in the sleet, sprang down to open the door for them. He tucked a thick, soft nig around 'Susan's knees. "Are you quite comfortable?” Susan said she was. She felt as yrarm as toast. "Good.” Her employer’s voice was brisk and business-like as ever. "I wanted especially to talk to you,” he went on. still in that quiet, impersonal way. The girl waited silently. She loved the luxury of this car. the rich robe under her fingers. She was quite unprepared for what was to follow. Abruptly the man blurted out. “You knew, didn't you. that Mrs. Heath's term of residence in Reno will be over next week?" "No, I didn't know that,” Susan looked at him innocently. “Yes. That's the way It is. I shall be free then. "Yes. of course.” Susan didn’t know what else to say. “I'm afraid I'm doing all this very badly,” Heath continued. He starred down at her. his thin, aristocratic features curiously illumined. “I want to ask you something important.” MUM SUSAN felt a surge of excitement. She sat quite still, watting for him to go on. "Would you think me quite mad if I asked you to be my wife when all this is over?” Now that the question lay between them Susan felt numb with astonishment.

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“I know shouldn't have done it this way.” the man blundered on, "but I have been so distressed about the whole afTair, so anxious to keep you out of It. that the necessary preamble to a proposal of marriage had to be forgone. You don’t understand. do you?” "I'm afraid I don't,” Susan admitted. “What I mean is this. A young girl ran and does expect the preliminaries of courtship. ‘My position made them impossible. but can t you—won't you overlook them all and consider the matter in a reasonable light?" Was there ever, Susan wondered so strange a proposal? The man's manner was as quiet and businesslike as his phrases. He might have been discussing a raise in salary. She began to speak, but he stopped her. •'Don't answer me now. You must have time to think about it. naturally. I have been thinking that 'The Olympian’ sails on a Mediterranean cruise Feb. 15. I could get reservations and arrange everything, and we could be married in New York lust before sailing. "Your aunt—lt ’* your aunt. Isn't it?—could come to New York with y It would be all perfectly sim- j pie and we would avoid unpleasant publicity." Susan felt a tightening in her throat. What an incredible proposal! "We—we scarcely know each other,” she stammered Ernest Heath smiled. ‘‘l know enough about you.” he murmured, cursing himself for an inarticulate fellow. Why couldn’t he tell this girl, as he longed to, that she represented glamorous youth to him. a chance to recapture his own dreams? Why couldn't he sav those things? ‘‘l have grown very fond of you.” he told her instead. "The night I first realized it was the one when you called for my help. I am a lonely man. All this may mean nothing to you. but as my wife you would naturally have an easy, agreeable existence. You have great beauty. In the proper setting you would be exquisite." mum SUSAN shivered, wishing he had not reminded her of that autumn night when, frantic with Jealous and anger, she had run away from Bob. She never would be able to forget Bob—never! Then ; she caught her breath, thinking j that perhaps the solution to her problem lay before her. Marriage with Ernest Heath would widen her horizon. She would travel, meet new people, wear beautiful clothes. In all of this would there 1 not. perhaps, be an anodyne for the i fever which possessed her? “I feel greatly honored ” she murmured, ‘ but I don't know what to say.” "I didn't expect you to giva me an | answer tonight." he said. “I want ! you to think it over. I am afraid I | have been very clumsy about it.” The look of melancholy she had ! become used to in the past few weeks clouded his face. Susan hastened to reassure him. "It's I who am clumsy—and stupid. too." she amended. She had the satisfaction of seeing that rare smile lighten his features.

Heath was thinking. “The girl has tact and. what is more, graciousness.” He had considered himself a completely disillusioned man. but there was something in Susan's freshness which delighted him and gave him hope for the future. What could he not do with this girl at his side? He liked to think of her in soft, fine fabrics, with pearls at her throat. He would build her a new home somewhere in the country where low hills lay. She would have a French house with fine, delicate furniture and velvet textured rug*. That would be the proper setting for her. “Let me think about it.” the girl was saying, her fine, soft eyes luminous. What color were they. Heath wondered? Gray or black or were they a lambent hazell Tome day, perhaps, he would really know. The car Jolted around a comer. In spite of Simon's careful driving the going was rough. The motion flung Susan almost into Heath's arms, and the fragrance of the burden momentarily intoxicated him. She righted herself. laughing, but a bright apricot stain colored the pure oval of her face and the man fell silent. He had not realized before how his heart was set on this marriage. Now he knew fully how much he had builded upon it. It was Ruth, with her irrational jealousies, her fierce and sudden decision to try to blacken this girl’s name, who had made him see. It had been the last thing Ruth

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had meant to do. but she had accomplished it. m m m T TEATH took up the speaking * tube and told Simon in a low, stem tone to be more careful. Nothing should happen to this girl through fault of his. Heath swore in his heart. Nothing but good! Susan thrilled to the tone, realizing in some small measure what prompted It. She glanced aidewise at his nicely etched profile. Yes. here was a man to respect, perhaps truly love. It would not be a wild, whirlwind emotion, such

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as she had felt for Bob Dunbar, but It would be real. There would be dignity in it. “You must have time to think," the man said again after a long pause. "It is nothing to decide today or tomorrow. Only don’t keep me waiting too long! I'm not a very patient man." He turned to smile at her. Her slim fingers, lying curled on the soft, ftrry surface of the laprobe. found themselves imprisoned and held fast. "I am not patient usually." Ernest Heath repeated. "But I can

wait for this. I can wait for my girl.” Susan felt an impulse to tear* He was fine snd honorable and reticent. He had all the virtues. Why couldn't she love him? They did not speak again until Simon halted the car before the little house. “I'll see you to your door." Heath said gravely. Susans heart fluttered. She hoped Aunt Jessie would not be watching at the front window! There would be so much to explain. Luck was with her. The man bent over her hand at parting.

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Stripping aside her heavy glove he turned the palm upward and gravely. deliberately kissed It. “You darling.” he muttered huskily. “Good night " Then she was on the other side of the door and the great car slid away through the night. Busan stared about her with nr a* eyes, seeing the shabbiness of the little hall with Its “coat tree." its artificial fern, the worn carpet cn the floor. The odor of a boiled dinner floated out from the kitchen. Aunt Jessie would be there, stirring and seasoning, working as usual. What

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couldn't she do for Aunt Jessie i£ she married Ernest Heath? It would mean security and luxury for them both It was—therw was no denying it—a grave temp-' tation. (To Be Continued.) TII . • -v Virginia Gtvernor's Wife Dies Bv T'nitftt Prt* RICHMOND. Va., Mav 5 —Mrs. Grace Phillips Pollard, 58. wife of Governor John Garland Pollard of Virginia, died Wednesday night. She had beer an invalid for the last fifteen years.

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