Indianapolis Times, Indianapolis, Marion County, 5 February 1940 — Page 15

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CAST OF CHARACTERS MARIE LA PORTE—Model in exclusive dress shoppe, lives on a barge. - DAN: DONOVAN—Playboy son of a _ Fich Irishman, in: love with Marie. TOMMY RYAN=~Leader of the truckers fighting Marie’s father. LYNDA MARTIN — Society debutante, wants to marry Dan. BAPTISTE LA PORTE—Marie’s father, owner of a fleet of barges.

YESTERDAY—Mike Donovan calls on Bat, when he sees Dan is determined to marry Marie. Bat is equally angered by the idea. “Your son’s not good enough for my daughter!” he bellows at Mike. : Finally. ‘Mrs, La Porte stops the quarrel; ‘Mike calls Dan. “You'll not marry -that barge man’s girl .if 1 can prevent. it!” v

CHAPTER TWELVE WHEN MARIE LA PORTE turned into the 59th St. gate to Central Park with Tommy Ryan, she felt she had. succeeded in putting Dan Donovan out of her mind. Her mind. Her spirits rose. There was actually music in the air. As a matter of fact it was only a street piano she heard, grinding out “The Sidewalks of New York.” The hurdy-gurdy revived early emotions. Ever since she’d been a little girl she had always thought she would grow up and marry Tommy Ryan. Everything seemed simple until Dan Donovan came along, or perhaps the change had occurred before then. Maybe going to work at Varnet's, wearing all those beautiful clothes and seeing the luxurious,’ easy life of the customers made her . dissatisfied.

the ‘whole complicated mess. She glanced at Tommy. If any-| thing, he was better looking than when she first thought she loved him. Tall, six feet and an inch or| two, he was deep-chested and mus- | cular, “Let’s pretend we're kids again, Tommy, out for a good time. The only thing missing is our roller skates.” : He grinned. His blue eyes were clear as a baby’s, no trace of last night’s fight with Dan in them. “You're not much more than a kid now, Marie, but I get you.” He . squeezed her hand. “What about a boat ride?” She nodded, her brown eyes sparkling. Together, they raced down the hill to the boat house. The boat house was crowded with customers. The prematurely warm weather had boomed business. They stopped at the lunch counter and had a hot dog, then joined the waiting line. Soon they climbed into a red rowboat she picked and drifted lazily around the lake, saying little but enjoying the sun, the fresh, warm spring air and the brightness of the yellow forsythia blooming on the banks. : “Tommy,” she said. the clock right here. to go back to life.” 8 2 8 HE SMILED AND pulled more

slowly on the oars. “Sounds silly fo me.

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still set, night would still come, and I would still have to start workin’ my truck again in the mornin’. Which reminds me,” he glanced at _ his watch. “We've got to turn this boat in by 5.” Marie frowned. Now, if Tommy had been Dan—she drew herself up sharply. She musn’t think of Dan. He was going to marry Lynda Martin. He was out of her life. 'Tommy’s words snapped her bagk. “All right. Let's take .the boat in and get at least one ride on the merry-go-round.” She held up her hand.” “Hear it playing that funny old music?” He pulled more briskly on the oars, steering the boat toward shore. “Why do you want to do the same things we did. when we were kids?” “Because that was when we were the happiest together,” she answered frankly. , “Aren’t you happy with me now?” He slapped the water savagely with the oars, making a resounding splash. : “Oh, Tommy, you're getting me wet!” He went on rowing. “You didn’t answer my question.” She gazed thoughtfully at the tall buildings fringing the southern skyline, their white spires painted rose 2 by the setting sun. “I suppose I'm happy, but in a different way.” “Well I'm not happy,” he said, as they left the boat house, “and the guy to blame is Dan Donovan.” He clutched her arm until it hurt. “Marie, let’s get married tonight. We can go to Jersey City—" 2 8 8

SHE DREW AWAY. “Please, Tommy, don’t be serious today. Let’s *.go on having fun. Here's the mer-ry-go-round.” . She ran ahead to the platform. “1 want to ride the pink pony and get the brass ring. Remember the

Sunday afternoon you pulled six in|

succession and the man who took the tickets would let you have only five rides?” ~ The lights were twinkling on the mall when they left Central Park. “Let's go to Diamond Jim's for dinner,” Marie suggested. Atwood, that widow who owns those barges beyond the Molly, went there the other night with the Flanagans.

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* out Mrs. William Martin, aunt of the lucky girl, is giving in their honor’.” Triumphantly he caught Marie’s arm, “C'mon kid, stick to your own gang. Here's a bus. Ill ‘take us to Times Square and Diamond Jim's.” “Yes, we'll celebrate,” Marie said,

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