Indianapolis Times, Indianapolis, Marion County, 14 January 1939 — Page 14
By Efinore Cowan Stone
‘CAST OF CHARACTERS ANET DWIGHT, heroin-. ‘She was enfo handsome young architect LANCE BARSTOW, hero. Lance had at. dreams for the future. So did Ca LL, arphaned grandthter of great-aunt Mary Cantrell. Still another dreamer wa: M’KNIGHT, newspaperman. Barney was more than a dreamer.
~ Yesterday: Cynthia is about to tell some secret when she hurriedly leaves the room. That night late Janet's telephone rings but it is not Lance.
CHAPTER SEVEN
‘was Cynthia’s voice that came :
over the wire. “Jan?” “Whom do you think Janet demanded :crossly.. “I asked the hall operator to
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sound—strange.” - “mx reeling with sleep, if you ‘want the truth.” * The clock by her bed registered
* “And what on earth—" she was going on; her voice rising as her grievance grew upon her—but Cynthia broke in: : . * “Hush! Don’t let Grams hear you «.« I'm down at the drug store. And I've got to talk to you, Jan.” Aloud ‘ she said, “All right; bul step on it.” “I won’t be more than five minutes. Wait for me at the door. But please don’t turn the lights on.” - “What did you think would happen when you called?” * “Oh—that once she'd just think it. was Lance calling you after his party . . . It’s important, Jan— fe about the telephone.” FJ » x «reach the hall door, Janet must cross the living room and pass - the small corridor which led from® the entrance hall to Aunt Mary’s room :and bath. She negotiated the passage in total darkness without incident. It seemed ages before Cynthia . slipped through the open door like a ghost. Janet shui it silently behind her. Janet felt Cynthia's warning hand on her arm as Aunt Mary called, “Who is that?” . Janet called, “It’s ‘just me, Aunt
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“I thought I heard your telephone awhile ago.” “You did.” Thal’s me. It was—" +» “Lance,” Cynthia whispered. “It was Lance. He wanted to tell me about: his party.” . She shut her door with decision. . : » zg = ? TANET felt Cynthia's slight figure -quivering against her. She wanted desperately io shake her. A moment later she was thankful she had not. By the light in Janet’s room, Cynthia was paper white;
her slender brows were drawn up at the outer corners as if with pain, and her whole body shook in a convuisive chill, Janet took her hands between her own znd found that they were like ice. “Cynthia!” Janet cried. “Cynthia, my dear! For Heaven's sake what have you dane to yourself?” “Will you be quiet?” Cynthia whis- - pered angrily : through chattering © teeth: >
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' “Well, darling,” she said, a twisted ~ smile writhing abcut her ‘lips, “it (the dress) is'paid for. I made the sale.” “You—what?” Janet said, thinking, will you never stop play-acting?
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azy?” | oT was all so ridiculously easy, n,”’ Cynthia said. “I shouldn’t iid have needed the new dress.” This isn’t’ play-acfing, Janet de-
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cided. “Cynthia, ” ‘she said gently, “sit down, dear . . . Tr to tell me what you're talking about.” She drew the trembling girl down beside her upon the edge of the bed. “Yes,” Cynthia. s2id between chattering teeth.. “Of course. After all, . that’s what I. cam2 for, isn’t it?... I wanted you and Grams to know . before the morning papers came out —or the reporters began to call the apartment. They're sure to. Some of them saw us. . . , That's why I asked you to muzzle the telephones.
Tell-her the first thing in the morn- |*
ing, Jan—after she’s had her coffee.” ? 2g > = SELL her wha’, Cynthia?” Janet asked as quietly as she could, | "her own hands beginning to shake a little. “Of course . ., . . I am getting things all backward, aren't I?” “You see,” Cynthia was going on dully, “he’d had cuite a lot of drink, off and on, all evening, and I guess he was pretty tired, too. When we finally got up to his apartment, he went very promptly and soundly to sleep.” “His apartment—a lot. of drinks?” Janet repeated blankly. “Only a glass of sherry—hours ago. + « « But I doa’t seem to be making myself very clear. do I?” . , . , It's my husband I'm talking about, Jan —my nice, new gilt-edged husband.” Her laughter was terrible in Janet's ears. ‘ “Hush!” Jane: said sternly, rebering Aun! Mary in her turn. ithia—yot. can’t have done this this crazy thing. You had no idea of getting married when you t out this evening.” “Oh, hadn’t I? , .. Well, not so ediately, perhaps. But it had gun to seem like a good idea.” ‘But people can’t get married like that—on the spur of the moment— not here I mean. The license buu ‘must have been closed for
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But T can't nelieve he would do thing’ like that—marry you like torch singer, without letting § know, and then get drunk in the me breath.” “1g ‘was several breaths, darling,” mthia said with that crooked litthat; it hurt Janet so much | A .- “And just who wouldn’t thing like that, by the way? ... whom do you imagine I'm marto, Janet?” (To Be Continued)
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