Indianapolis Times, Volume 45, Number 82, Indianapolis, Marion County, 15 August 1933 — Page 15

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BK.lv 111 RF. TOIIAV KVF BAYtFSfi. pred* to EAhLE BAHNF.fi <J\r*ls;rx m*r.rr of Blxt.v > depxr-rr.er.t tor<*. MtrnlT marr < DI<~K I!Ai>ER. a construction *!-F..<*cr Uitk *nu Eve to give up working hut the refuses The :;,e day Eve learn* that >h* !■ to bo to S< ‘ Y n for the *'ore and n. ■*' leav -ha 1 night Dick takes her t- •..■ . ifho-i? e wee< 1: New York •!.. has no xord from hltr The da-,? -here are busv. She h.-e THERON HEECE who i* much re-: v her ar.d he • *.lt* THEN'S PKEN7JSS a former school!.iate who 1 ph.' .r.g -he .toe* market ..d advise* Eve to do t;,e time to Lake City Dick ‘ake* F • •:. f. :-.ah> Hotel Miramar where he ha? engag'd a suits. At the office Eve find* anew copy writer. 19 NA AI.I 1 N who appears to be a tr> .ble-maker NOW 1.0 ON WITH THE STORY CHAPTER SIX (Continued) 'That will be your desft over thori*. M. r Allen." Eve said, Indicating a '•mailer shabbier desk stacked with newspapers and merchandise. I haven't had time to cit ar it out ber ’iso I've been away tor a week. But I'll get my things out of the drawers by the time you return from lunch and I'll have Chari* s put those newspapers and that merchandise somewhere else.” The new girl surveyed Eve with cool impudence. "Oh I think there must be some mistake she drawled. "I am sure this is 'he desk Mr. Barnes meant me to have." Eve the aiht rapidly Miss Allen, she suspected, was trying to “put something over on her. But Eve had no way of knowing what Barnes had said or implied. Fortunateiv, Marya interrupted to T>: k Eve advire about the sketch she wa making. They went to Barn*. offi*'** to compare it with th< .ayout he had prepared Then Miss James t.*ad of the glove departrr.ent call'd up to ask for Mr. Barnes Informed that he had not yet r* ached the office, she asked if Eve w uld com*- to her department to see some new gloves that she was eager to have advertised in the Times next morning. a a a II7HEN Eve returned to the ofVV flee twenty minutes later Miss Allen was nowhere in sight. "Tell you all about it at lunch,” promised Arlene, looking up from her typing. It was this way." she said gleefully after they had given their orders at the filth floor tea room. "Barnes came in while you were talking to Miss James. He gave Marya end Miss Allen and me a cool, distant good morning as if we w ere molecules and sailed right through to his office and slammed the door. I think that dashed the new siren a little, but not for long. She took out the good old paint box and revised her face some, and was about ready to go into conference with the boss when little me barged in ahead of her with a message. While I was there I thought I might as well call his attention to the fact that your former desk had become a dumping ground for this and that and should I have Charles clear it out so the new girl w uld have a place to park her vanity case. He grinned and agreed it was a good idea and I should go ahead. Then I happened to remember that Mr Bixby wanted to see him. He slopped a moment on his way out to tell our new playmate to browse around the store this morning and take notes on anything she saw that seemed interesting and that by the time she got baik Charles would have a desk cleared for her. Then he said you and I should make out anew schedule of lunch periods so one of us would be on hand all the time to take care of phone calls.” . . Eve did not tell Dick that evening of her unpleasant encounter with the new girl. She owed it to him. she felt, to keep their first wn k together free from office gossip and office cares. But she was uneasy. Mona Allen was not one who would easily forget a defeat. She would try to make trouble in frome way. Eve was very sure.

CHAPTER SEVEN EVE and Dick stayed at the Hotel Miramar for a week. They usually dined in the marine dining room overlooking the lake. Eve enjoyed the formality of their surroundings, and each evening wore a different costume. She had a flair for clothes, and was aware that, though many of j the women about her were gowned more expensively, few wore smarter costumes. And because she was happy her eyes glowed and smiles curved her lips. When she looked at Dick, correct in his severe eve-1 ning clothes, she was proud of him.; •'Dick.' she began enthusiastical- ; lv the fourth night of their stay at ’ the Miramar. *Tve an idea!” You're lull of ideas.” teased Dick. What is it now?" "Let’s always dress for dinner. There's no reason why people who have fortunes should monopolize all the niceties of life. It's fun to change into evening clothes for dinner. Don't you think so?” "M-m." answered Dick. "Then we’ll do it always! Oh. Dick. I m so glad you see things as I do. You're a perfect dear to agree with me all the time! I'd hate to have just an ordinary husband. You will let me plan everything the waj 1 ‘ want it. won't you, dear?” * M-m." answered Dick. \fter dinner he suggested going o to watch the skating. They put on arm wraps and trudged through the snow over the deserted bridal path to the lake. Reminds me of the lake at home." said Dick. "I'd like to be out on the ice now Haven't skated for ten years My old skates got too short and I never seemed tOi have money to buy new ones." Oh. Dick. Eve interrupted him. “I've just had a grand idea for the lead for my column tomorrow! I can scarcely wait to write it. See the red and white outfit that girl is wearing? It gave me the idea. Here she comes now Why. as I live and breathe, it's Gladys Rippel! Dick.! let s leave. If we want to keep our marriage a secret we can't afford to be meeting people we know.” Eve turned back toward the hotel, I and Dick followed reluctantly. He

would have enjoyed skating in the ! moonlight on the frozen edge of the lake. He took Eve's arm to keep her ! from slipping on the icy walk. 'Eve. sweetheart," he said. “I don t like keeping our marriage a secret /Vs far as I'm concerned there are few to whom it matters, but you. dear, have so many friends in the city that it is bound to cause complications.” “I'm thinking of my positionshe said. 'We'll announce it later.” With this Dick had to be content. BUM EACH morning he drove to "the job” before 730 Eve, in her >;mart black business clothes, boarded an 8 o'clock trolley. She never glanced at the morning Times until she reached the older district of the city, where the streets were lined wuh .stores and office buildings. Instead, she looked at the beautiful homes along the boulevard over which she rode. Eve wondered about the people and was sure she could never be contented until she had such a horn?. The apartment at the hotel would do, however, she told herself, until she and Dick could afford a home like one of those. Her promotion at the office had not brought with it the satisfaction Eve had expect* and. She had not realized how much Alice Marshall had smoothed her way and made tnings easy for her. Eve was particularly annoyed by Barnes' habitual tardiness in deciding how much space was to be devoted to each advertisement This delay often made it necessary for her to prepare her copy at a speed making careful work impossible. Inevitably, there came a day when she was obligpd to remain an hour overtime. True, Barnes and Arlene also were detained, but that did not' lessen Eve's resentment. She knew that if Barnes had been prompt, the work easily could have been completed by 5:30. the store's closing hour. Eve was anxious not to give Dick any cause to resent her work. She suspected that secretly he cherished an ideal of a home keeping wife who would be watching for him at the window when he came each evening. Dick's work kept hilfi outdoors much of the time and he always arrived with a healthy appetite. Eve seldom was, ready for dinner before 7 This evening it was nearly 8, but Dick did not complain. Saturday night came and the hotel held its weekly dinner dance. Eve wore the gown of pale gold lace that she had worn on her visit to the night club in New York with Theron Recce. As she turned from the mirror she called to Dick: "I'm so happy, dear! I think this is the most adorable place to live. And I love dressing for dinner." "It would be nice if we could stay on here." Dick agreed. "But I suppose since tomorrow is Sunday, we can drive around and try to locate a place to settle in” 808 SOMETHING froze in Eve. She asked, ever so quietly, what Dick's plans were. ' We'll have to find a place within my income." he told her. "But we have two incomes!” "Were not counting on anything you may earn,” Dick announced with finality. "Your money is yours to do with as you please. If I were you I'd bank that money. You may do as you like, however. I'll never question you about it. But I am going to support our home on my income and I will endeavor to add to our savings each payday.” Eve was not in the most pleasant frame of mind as they descended to the dining room She had been enjoying the luxury of the last week and saw no reason why she and Dick should not combine their incomes and continue this mode of living which, she felt, would leave them free from the petty cares of the average young married couple. "Dick." she began after the waiter took their order. "I don’t want to argue, but it seems only fair to remind you that we- agreed marriage is a flfty-fiftv proposition. So I want to pay my share.” "Successful marriage always is a fifty-fifty proposition." Dick agreed. But that doesn't necessarily apply to finances the way you mean. I should say it is important for each always to meet the other half way. What I mean is, turn for turn and fair play.” Eve recalled Dick's noncommittal. “M-m.” each time she had thought she had scored a victory. She took her cue and said. "Let's have a marriage free from quarrels, too, Dick. Each of us will always think of the other’s side of the question, won’t we?” "That's the only kind of a marriage I will have,” he answered with emphasis. Eve was determined to enjoy the present and let the future take care of itself. No need to hurry in locating another apartment. She would meet that unpleasant contingency when it arrived. So she smiled brightly and said. "In the meantime on with the dance.” m m m THEY danced between courses. It was not until after they had finished dinner that Eve saw Theron Reece. He had just entered the dining room with a vivacious looking girl. The couple lost no time in getting on the dance floor. Reece's glance swept the restaurant, and he saw Eve at once.. She looked away, but the crowd was not large and before the dance was concluded she was forced to return Reece's nod of recognition. Evidenly he was determined to continue their acquaintance. A shadow of apprehension clouded Eve's sky. She hoped Reece had not noticed her wedding ring. "Let's go now, Dick.” she said when they returned to their table. He agreed without asking any questions. (To Be Continued)

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