Indianapolis Times, Volume 45, Number 85, Indianapolis, Marion County, 18 August 1933 — Page 23

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BM.IN HI RF TOOAT ..By* BAYLESS :>r*ttv to r'.RLir BARNES advertising manager of g l J t i b l * <l r o*rtmr.t tor*. mrrie* DICK kai.er a ronitriietion superintendent Tr.ev seep •he.r ro*rr;a*e secret. Die* opposes E - •- r .ntir.'.ed empiovmer.t but •he u determ.r.ed to gr, on workm* On her aedd.r:? nlffbt E-e is sent to N' York to me*’ PREIM CARTER. Ores* Outer -n-.ere E * meets THEHON REECE who is much attracted bv her She v .sit* IRENE PRENTISS former schocimate srho ts olivine the stock mrk*A week later E\* returns to Lake CUv to find ai e c t pv wr ter MONA AU.ES at the ofTi ' Mona is a troub.e-rr.akrr E-' and Dick take an apartment in • n old-fashioned house NOW GO ON WITH THE STORY CHAPTER TEN MATTERS were smoothed over for the time, hut the sight of Dick in a flannel shirt at the dinner table—though it was less common after Eves outburst—continued to Irritate her Once she found herself, to her disgust, comparing Dirks appearance to Theron R ece's grooming In spite of its shabby setting In the down-at-hce! house. Eve could not help but feel pride in her home Late in the afternoon she sometimes became nervous and worried and could not do her best work because she was almost certain she would be asked to remain after the store's closing hour to help get out the next day's copy. Mr Bixby did not know of this, she was sure. Prompt and efficient himself, he tried to pxact promptness and efficiency from his department heads, and. through them, from every employe. But Mr. Bixby interfered verylittle with Barnes’ management of the advertising department. Nevertheless. Mr. Bixby was opposed to overtime work except on rare occasions when it could not be avoided. There were such times. Eve knew And now that the rush of Christmas selling was on and the volume pf advertising increased accordingly, there was seldom an evening that Eve arrived home on time a a a regretted this. She felt that O it was not fair to expect Dirk to prepare the dinner every evening, as had berome the usual routine. He worked hard. He worked in all kinds of weather. Eve was beginning to understand that sometimes he came home more exhausted than the man manual labor he directed. She was beginning to understand that Dick always would give more than was required or expected of him to any contract. She was thinking of this one December evening after a gray, plushy day gave way to darkness outside the office windows, and she typed away. Slip was wishing that this once she could arrive home before Dick and surprise him with a delicious dinner, piping hot. But of course she could not. Not tonight. Arlene had had to stay overtime, too, and was transcribing pages of notes. Arlene did not seem to mind particularly. Eve wondered if Arlene were interested in some man in the store. -It's strange." she thought, "how most men overlook a girl of Arlene's straightforwardness and then let. themselves become ensnared by some one like Mona Allen." Today, busy as the advertising office had been, Mona had come in late after lunch, her blond hair elaborately waved. And that afternoon. on pretense of securing notes for advertising copy, she had taken time to select anew frock. Just a few moments before the closing gong sounded Barnes asked Mona If she could stay a little later and help that evening. Mona smiled sweetly and answered: "I'm sorry. Mr. Barnes, but I have a dinner engagement. There's no way I could let my friend know at this late hour, so of course I will have to keep it. At any other time I'd be only too glad to stay and help you." And she left with a triumphant glance. "We're snowed under with work and she gets away with that!" commented Arlene. 0 m • IT was 8 before Eve and Arlene finished the copy, attached the necessary sketches and cuts and placed them in their separate envelopes. one for each of the Lakp City newspapers. Asa last straw to the burden of a weary day. Barnes asked them if they'd mind taking the copy to the newspaper offices on their wav to the car. A light snow was falling when they left the store Underfoot it was slushy as the two girls trudged from one newspaper office to another. "Os course, we could save a few minutes by separating these things and delivering them alone, but in mv present miserable state I feel the need of your stimulating companionship.” Arlene said with a feeble grin. Eve. tired and hungry, was tempted to agree to Arlene's suggestion that they eat downtown. But she thought of Dick, waiting at home for her. After the copy was safely delivered she hurried to the n' rrest corner where she could get car on the trolley line that re . past her home. Eve felt weak *,ng before she reached home. She should have taken at least a malted milk before working so late, she thought It was a quarter to 9 before she reached home As she wearily climbed the front porch steps she wished anew for an apartment in a modern building with elevators. However, she felt a warm little rush of thankfulness for her home Just as it was when she saw the narrow slit of light under the door. Dick would have something hot and savory for her to eat. But. the door was locked. That meant Dick was not there. Eve hunted for her key and unlocked the door.

THE room was In order. One lamp burned dimly in the liv-j ing room. She turned the switch that lighted the combination kitchen and dining room and saw that

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the table was set with one place. There was a note beside it. It read: "Eve. Dearest: ‘•You’ll And your dinner in the oven Only take a few minutes to warm it up. Sorry I couldn't wait and eat with you. Decided to go to meeting again Don't wait up for me. I may be late. Love. "DICK " Eve wanted to cry. How could he go away and leave her to spend this dreadful evening alone? Reason reminded her that he had had to spend the early part of the evening alone. But she couldn't help that. She had wanted to come home early.iDispirltedly. she warmed over the food Dick had prepared for her. As Eve ate she became resentful. suspicious Dick's going out that evening had not been a sud- . den decision. The hastily prepared meal proved that. This was Tuesday and it was on Tuesday evening that he had been away last week. He had said very little to her about that absence. In fact, he had avoided the subject when she had questioned him casually the following day. Laughingly, It is true, putting her off with the excuse that fraternal matters were secret. Eve had Just finished clearing the table and stacking the dishes at the sink when there was a knock at the door She was startled for a moment She tried to convince ierself that she should not be nervous, vet she stood very still, half fearing to go to the door. CHAPTER ELEVEN THE knock on the door was repeated. "Who's there?" Eve called firmly, her voice concealing her nervousness. "Mrs Brooks,” a cheery voice responded. Eve opened the door to allow her to enter. "We are having a Ititle bridge party in Miss McElhinney's room," Mrs. Brooks explained. We'd like to have you join us. There are Just three of us—Miss McElhinnev. Miss Leeds and myself." Eve had seen the two schoaltoarhers who had rooms on the floor above—fluffy little Dorothy McElhinney. who left a trail of spicy perfume behind her in the hall and Abigail Ix*eds, precise and intellectual looking. It would serve Dick right. Eve told herself, if he found her absent when he returned. "Just give me ten minutes." she smiled, “and I'll be with you." The effect of the bright frock she chose and the carefully applied make-up tended to lift her spirits and already she felt less w’eary as she made her way up the long flight of stairs to Miss McElhinney s open door. The three women sat about a marble topped table with cards spread out before them. Mrs. Brooks hastened to introduce Eve. "Sit down,” urged Miss McElhlnney. "We were just playing ‘crazy bridge' while we waited for you. Tm so glad you came up. We thought you might prefer a little game with us to spending the evening alone." Eve graciously took her place. But she was disturbed. What did Miss McElhinnev mean? Was there malice there? How did that girl know Dick was to be absent all evening? Had he told her? Tills rekindled her resentment against Dick. "Your turn, Mrs. Rader." snapped the young teacher as Eve permitted her eyes to wander over the room. "Forgive me.” she said "I was Just admiring the furnishings." "I'm glad you like the room." said Mrs Brooks. ‘Just before Miss McElhinney came here I discarded the bed and worked out an idea of my own. I bought a good spring and had legs put on it. Then I bought a mattress and some chintz and fixed up that studio eouch. It makes the room look more like a living room and it‘s ever so comfortable." 000 SHE returned home soon after midnight, thinking she would find Dick there before her Indeed. she had lingered a little upstairs to give him plenty of time to return. But Dick was not there. Eve stood at the sink and looked with dismay at the stack of unwashed dishes. She took an apron from a hook behind the kitchen screen and was about to put it on. Then she hung it away again. She would leave the dishes until morning. She would get up early and wash them. Eve found, however, that she was too tired and nervous to go to sleep. She tossed restlessly from side to side for an hour or more. She was worried now about Dick. Perhaps something had happened to him. The last time she looked at her alarm clock it was a quarter after one. Then, presently, she slept.. She awoke to the sound of the brisk stropping of Chan's old-fash-ioned razor. She had argued with him about the time consumed by this task, but he merely laughed, his eyes twinkling. Weil, she would buy him anew razor. Christmas would serve as an excuse. After a little the fragrance of coffee drifted in from the kitchen. Eve remembered the unwashed dishes and reluctantly got out of bed. For the first time since her marriage she almost wished that she had given up her work at Bixby's as Dick had asked her to do. She found Dick cheerful but hurried. He did not wait to eat breakfast. "Have to scram." he said, hastily draining a cup of coffee. “I'm late. "I’ll grab a sandwich somewhere if I can find time for it after the work is under wav." Then he kissed her absentmindedly and was gone. 0# HE had made no explanation of his absence the night before and her pride had prevented her from questioning him. Swiftly she cleared the table and washed last night's dishes, but in spite of her haste, she was a half hour late in reaching the office.

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