Indianapolis Times, Indianapolis, Marion County, 23 November 1938 — Page 15

JUDY ALCOTT — Admiral’s daughter. he Taeed a choice between two Navy Ss, 7.

- DWIGHT CAMPBELL—Ambitious: lieatenant. He faced a choice between his Wife and duty. : ‘JACK HANLEY — Flying sailor. faced a test of a patient love. ‘MARVEL HASTINGS—Navy wife. She faced the test of being a good sailor.

Yesterday—Hating herself for doing it, udy promises Dwight to try and guide Diarvel correctly in the social ways of Navy woman.

CHAPTER FIFTEEN

AVEN’'T you learned your les- < son yet, you idiot?” she asked herself fiercely, after Dwight had gone. Just thinking of the things Marvel Hastings had said to her, that day in the Coronado, when she came to explain about Dwight's oing off on the ship, made her ] burn and a shudder pass over Certainly Marvel had left no doubt of her opinion, and to cultivate her now—worse, to try to lead her steps aright, as it were—would be sheer folly. “Sticking your neck ~ out!” | Yet she had not the heart to re-' fuse Dwight. She loved him. That | was the torture of it. ~~ She wished furiously that she _ could be done with it. It was over. § | Why did her heart still cling to his -<} _ Image, her blood still boil with this .§ agony of wanting? ‘§ It was only half-past eight when # Dwight left. Judy turned her _ thoughts over in her mind, and ~ suddenly decided to drive over fo Diane's.

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J on over the tiny porch. Diane with a towel around her shoulders] - opened the door and said, “I was! washing my hair. What's the mat-

“I've got to talk to you. Is Bill home?” : | “No. He's on the Enterprise.

. Deviling aerology or something.’ ii Theyre going out in the morning, | and he had until midnight. But —"”. She laughed. “The honeymoon is over when he doesn’t take full - advantage of every liberty.” | Judy knew _ better than that. She knew that Diane respected! ~ Bill's anxiety about the weather,| and she knew, too, that those extra hours of fellowship and werk aboard the ship were actually neces-| sary if Bill was to keep up his 2

cellent record. , “Dwight Campbell came to the “house tonight,” she said. “What shall I do? He wants me to—" ~~ “Don’t tell me! Let me guess!” Diane toweled her dark hair vigorously, and then let it fall back, a soft cloud of black. “He wants you to explain etiquette. The Navy's own Emily Post.” Judy was silent. Diane said, “I| hope you sent him packing!” ~~ “N-no. I didn't.” ~~ Diane picked up a comb. “Of all . =the. dimwitted nincompoops I ever, Vo saw! You told him you would?” 2 “That’s about it. And please—| won’t you help me?” | “What do you want me to. do? Join you in lecturing?” “Stop it, Diane, I—this is seri-| ous. I thought you—well—we could invite her to bridge, or something.” | “At a twentieth of a peint?” Judy said: Magda Hamilton They're sweet. girl and—" I “Two tables,” said Diane. i Td have to feed them. And -that, . girl for Billy.” f 2 8 8

UT in the end, she consented. .» Yet the bridge party was a dis- * mal failure. Marvel insisted on talking about her interior decorator and /her new clothes and the housewarming that the other women were uneasily aware was premature. © Magda Hamilton and Diane talked of their children. Marvel said, “I don’t see how you keep it up! Al‘ways talking about babies! It seems to me that if they didn’t have any teeth, it would be more remarkable ~ than merely cutting them.” She tried to make the remark sound light and humorous, but it fell flat. No one laughed. At 4 o’cleck she cried, “Mercy, T've got to run! I have a tea date 5 downtown. You'll excuse me?” They were delighted to see her go, ~ Judy knew. And not once during the afternoon had the conversation © turned to the subject Judy had ~ hoped it would. That was odd, because usually politics of a naval de- '} scription hogged much of the time. ~ Who might be passed over. Was it true that this wife or that had | pulled a boner at a reception. That - sort of thing. Jane ‘Bostwick looked out of the window at where Marvel was ma- . peuvering her long, shining car out of the tangle of small, elderly Fords. Jane said: “I suppose I'm jealous.” > #2 2 »

ND then the postmortem began. A Lieut. Sharp’s wife, a girl who ‘had been a schoolteacher in the East, and who had been shy and unsure of ‘herself at first, said: eel sorry for her. But she’s got it ‘different from most brides. She thinks she’s better than the Navy. 1 thought I wasn’t good enough.” “1 know one thing” said Magda iton. “I could hardly keep myself from telling her not to order too much food for that housewarming. Nobody will come.”

“Why not?” asked Judy quietly. “She didn’t—call on the com‘mandant’s wife, she didn’t even rei And that’s

1 rm Mrs. Lane's bea dS > skipper, remember! That awfu rr Gertie Hatchett, won't come because she takes a slight jo her superiors as a slight to her-

would come.

§ self. I can’t.| Tommy won't go. § He says this girl is a vixen. The © awec’s wife told me in a round- | about way that she ‘won't come. ; jo will be there?” “I will,” said |Judy. here was a shocked silence. Then

said sensibly, “No you won't,

, Not if—_" Gr will,” said Judy again. “She y not know much about the

ties, but she’s Dwight Camp's wife, and he’s a friend of He's a friend of all of you. fond of him. I'm

rs. Lane is v re shell come, returned tea or sne. Mother certainly has nothing her, and if Daddy goes, else will, too!” hat was trie enough. The siace deepened, Judy plunged rash- . “Admiral Alcott will be there,” said. “Tl 5

to it!”

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