Indianapolis Times, Volume 45, Number 38, Indianapolis, Marion County, 24 June 1933 — Page 9

JUNE 24, 1933

Bargain jbride J *INE HAVILAND TAYLCX e-355 kea EtavicE. me. —

@ to ass " u;.>vh¥KCs' * mother h TAFFO , Rr I: Eli, ‘O r * beautiful ground' V* 1 f- pl !ho * lrl ‘he bark--1 r!a Ik an * ,ri £ attention for heraeif VANCE CARTER* 22 a flirtation with fni t-T .w and connantly <hrmMISS ET I P A 'o -vr^."' 1 Rfaces of ri r h aiint i„ E „i SEXTON, her husband s Brxtin n fortunV° lnh * rU a ,hßrf oi the hlff , vut^ b , e ‘ o Jr. B .* rrett shielded hi* , r - MARCIA, when n youthful ; roinaice ended disastrously Marcia had '°h whom Barrett adopted. She teh- Barre-t that if her husband learns O V,2* lr hp wli never fortt-be her. 1 k',own-. R ?£ s . to M:am! Elinor is glad, v u W y, nR ‘hat with her mother awnv she ,‘h® ve jjnme chance in hold Barrett s 1 iheti. ShP ,Prs hJm frequentlv durlni? ! ir'l" „ ,h r pp wpp ks he:- mother Is awav. Ji. ri”* 1 returns unexpectedly. She i ‘he apartment hears Elinor talk- I eavesdropping" and li,te " dcUbera ‘ely NOW GO ON WITH THE STORY CHAPTER ELEVEN < Continued) I fihe let herself into the apartment ; with her key, taken from a bag Carra had given her—forced by Lida s envious, loudly voiced ad- i miration. Later. Carra had said to! Hal. "She's hopeless completely . without pride and a schemer. I can't see how I was fooled for so long!" Inside the apartment, Lida paused f moment in the foyer. Then she heard voices beyond. Elinor's voice and some man's. She couldn't place the man but she knew it was not Bobby Tdlfair, who had long been devoted to Elinor. Deliberately evesdropping, Lida at epped to the door to hear what j they were saying. CHAPTER, TWELVE IILA leaned forward, listening -v frankly. She wanted to know j what Elinor and the young man j were saying. Her eyes took in a 5 huge bouquet of red roses on a table 1 In the hall. Beyond, in the drawing room, she saw butterfly orchids In a silver bowl. Then she heard Elinor say, "But, Barry—!” It was Barrett Colvin, Lida realized. She did not want to have Barrett Colvin devoted to Elinor! She wanted him to admire her; to recite her good qualities to Miss Ella Sexton who was devoted to Barry and obviously easily influenced by him. A tragedy it would be. Lida derided swiftly, tor Aunt Ella to leave the bulk of her fortune to Elinor. And Aunt Ella was quite likely to leave a large part of ft to any one Barrett Colvin admired. Elinor's tastes were too simple; Elinor would have been perfectly happy living on the small°st allowance, while Lida simply had to have money! "Any young girl is better off for J control,” Lida thought often. She | could always make herself comfort- ; able concerning any lie and assure herself that whatever she w’anted ! was the tiling that was right. She tiptoed a little closer to the | drawing room doorway and stood i close to a billowing curtain, pressed against the wall. Elinor was saying, "But I’ve never known any one so fine as you are, Barry. It’s ridiculous for you to keep harping on age as you do!” He blurted out, "I want you to have the best!” nun INHERE was a silence. Then Lida 1 heard his deep-drawn breath and knew he had kissed Elinor. , "I didn't mean to do that before —,” he said and hesitated. He was going on, Lida was sure, to say "before I asked you to marry me.” Oh, but she could not have that!, Lida moved swiftly toward the drawing room door. On the threshold, she paused, knowing the picture she made . "My dear, dear, dear child!” she exclaimed tremulously. She saw the color drain from Elinor’s face and her eyes grow bid and dark. Barrtt Colvin did not like the interruption, she saw 7 . He was flushed and looking sullen. But she would | manage it so that he would thank i her and later, with a little more |

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managing, she could bring him to heel. The envious malice asserted itself and brought a tinge of pink lo Lida's lovely skin. ■ Bea little glad to see me, phase, dear!” Lida begged wistfully of Elinor and very tenderly kissed her. Lida laid her small hands on Elinor’s shoulders. "I can’t tell you how good it is to see you, my darling.” she said, her voice full and throbbing. "I've missed you so much. "It’s going to be ridiculously easy,” Lida thought. But she mustn't leave them alone until she • had had a chance to speak to Barrett in private! Darling.” Lida said, pulling off her gloves, ‘would you do something for mother?” ana r LINOR stood like a stick. All j her grace had been wiped away by resentment and growing fear. Yet surely, the girl thought, trying to down the ache that was beginning in her heart, he cared! He was true, too loyal to be influenced now. If he could be changed by her mother he was not the man she had believed him to br. Nothing could be then as she had dreamed. Life would be—oh, it would be horrible! Her heart cried out. "Please Barrett! Please understand!” Lida went on, "I want you to 1 telephone Aunt Ella to tell her I am back home safe, sweet. And I dear Cousin Bessie and, of course, your father. They’re all so absurdly | anxious about my safety,” she end- - ed, turning to Barrett. Without a word, Elinor left the ■ room, her knees weak. For the j first time in her life she had been ! truly happy. For the first time she j had realized what life might hpid. And the moment before—she could hardly realize it now—Barrett had kissed her. As she left, the room. Elinor could see, without turning her head to look back, that her mother was holding out an appealing hand to Ba rrett. It took several minutes to telephone Bessie Thorpe, Miss Ella and her father for whom she had to wait. When Elinor returned she found Barrett still standing, looking rather white. "What have you done?” Elinor asked as she heard Benson close Ihe , outer door after him. "But what can you mean, dear?” j Lida questioned in turn and with an assumption of innocense that made Elnior know something very bady had happened. "I mean what I say, mother.” Her voice shook. "Can’t you—just for once—be honest? I love Barrett Colvin and he loves me. He was—going to tell me so when ydu came in—” The child, Lida saw wearily, was going to make a scene. Elinor was crying, shaking. "If he loves you, dear, of course he will tell you so. What could my coming have to do with it?” Elinor laughed suddenly, hysterically. Then, sobbing deeply, she turned and left the room. a a a BARRETT walked blindly, without knowing where he was heading. Mrs. Stafford had said (it came back slowly but all too clearly): "it -s so good to find you here with Elinor!’ He had thanked her, a trifle surprised at the way she had si>oken the words. "I was afraid,” she went on hesitantly as she sat down, “that Bobby Telfair might be here? His influence is not at all good for my little Elinor. She is, I must confess, quite modern enough without—help. Can you get used to what these youngsters call ‘necking,’ Mr. Colvin?” He had cleared his throat. He continued in a troubled way. "Every one likes her, especially older men. j She flatters them mercilessly into the feeling that they're young again and then laughs about it afterward. Youth is so cruel, don't you think?” He had moistened his lips, nodded. "Little scamp!” Lida murmured and sighed. "Promise me you'll use your influence with her!” she appealed. He made no response. "I'm sure,” Lida admitted laughing and ruefully, "that I won't have to cough loudly whenever I enter a room in which you are alone with j Elinor!” "I am. Mr. Colvin,” she confessed with a sigh, • a rather old-fashioned I sort of person, I fear. Some of the —amorous tableaus Elinor has provided for me have quite broken me up. I—,” but her lips trembled. He saw her fumbling for a handkerchief and saw that she could not go on. Elinor came in then. Barrett could not look at her. He could only stand dully, aching in every fiber and feeling a cheated fool. Somehow, he realized in the chill of the outer air, he had made his escape.

(To Be Continued)

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