Indianapolis Times, Indianapolis, Marion County, 16 February 1940 — Page 31

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: 4 . CAST. OF- CHARACTERS ; MARIE LA PORTE—Model in exclusive de on a ia rge. wl

DAN DONOVAN — Playboy son of 8 rich Irishman, in love lth Marie.

° TOMMY RYAN—Leader of the pack ers Aenting | Marie’s father.

LYNDA MARTIN _ Society debutante, wants to marry Dan. * BATISTE LA POR PIE-<Magie’s father, owner of a fleet of barges 'YESTERDAY—Bargetown is all agog with : talk Marie’s coming out party. Bat is making grand plans. But Marie can’t stand it. As she leaves the barge, © t8 walk’ in the storm, she tells Bat that aig won't hme to his to his party.

5 CHAPTER TWNETY- TWO - SDAN DONOVAN'S decision not to see Marie LaPorte again came after he talked with his.mother Saturday morning, Although he laughed at her; and teased her and saw through all of her silly ways, he adored her. If he had been asked, he might ave sald he cared for her even niore. ‘than he did for his father, perhaps: because she. was: such a transparent, lovable fraud. She needed protection. Until yesterday, he had never caused her any un- _ happiness. . He formulated his plans for the day as he shaved. He would breakfast with his mother; his father had probably. gone to the office, He wauld go to the florist and order the best” corsage money could buy for Lynda, but first he must find out what she was going to wear. Hang it all, he knew what she was wearing, hadnt he seen - the very dress ‘on Marie. \ ht of Marie, the old ache‘camé back. What had the girl done fo him? He couldn’t get her qut of his mind night or day. He was :glad for the interruption of a knock. £ “Madame ~ Donovan would be happy if you came to her sitting room::fdr’' breakfast.” It was Susette, speaking in precise English. Dan. ‘K., be right down,” sung out

+ Thinking of Marie, even for a few ‘moments, as he first saw her, made feel brighter. . .On the way to his mother’s apargment - he wondered’ how she was. She probably had a hangover and a ‘good one, to put it-in plain English, after that swig of straight whisky ‘he took last night. Well, you had to Hand it ae old girl, at least she

He would take his cue from her, if The spoke about it, he would ask her how she felt, otherwise not a word. Even he and his father had

avoided mentioning it last evening. |

“Gee, it’s good to have you back, Kafje,”- Dan breezed in and kissed his mother, Lom 18. 8 ou SHE‘WAS SITTING up on a blue satin chaise lounge, set in the bay window of her sitting room. The pink taffeta ‘window curtains were ‘half drawn to shut out the gray,

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besides who's he think he is, monopolizing it ail evening?” HOLD EVERYTHING -By Clyde Lewis

“Somebody swiped my knife, Major!”

stormy day. A fire glowed cheerfully in the little gilt grate. Mrs. Donovan drew her soft pink ‘Wool bed jacket more closely about Her shoulders. . , “Danny, dear. Did I dream it, or did I really see that awful picture of you in. the paper with that .wretéhed story about your love—” she stumbled over the word—“for some model?” L “It was true, Mother,” Dan answered quietly. Mrs: Donovan looked at him. “Now I knéw what made me drink. that glass of whisky. I didn’t.know what I was doing. The whole thing was such a. shock.” “Qh, Mother, please don't.” Dan knélt beside her. “You break my

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She held up her hand. “There, ! we won't’ say anything more about it. T won't ask any you questions. We'll put the whole horrible inei-| dent behind wus.” : She “Bap up and patted her pilJows. “Now: what kind of flowers are you going to get Lynda for tonight?” “IT haven’t decided. She's wearing a black satin with lots of frills,

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fant skirt T’ll let the florist work cn that combination.” Mis. Donovan looked at him curiously, as Ling came in with a breakfast table and placed it between. them. “I've never heard you describe a dress so aecurately before. How did you ‘happen to know exactly what Lyhda was wearing?” “Oh, T saw it at Varnet’s. She had a preview staged for me.” Katie Donovan said nothing. . = ” ”

Dan walked into a flower shop shortly before noon. “1 want some flowers for a girl . who's going to wear a black satin .. dress,” he told the clerk. “Formal, 1 take it?” ¢ “I suppose so.” ; “May I ask if it’s a large party. { We might be supplying other la- { dies with flowers and we wouldn't : want to duplica 3 Dan told him he thought it would : be rather big. . © “Mrs. William Martin is giving ~3t,” ‘he added, strolling about the : store. ‘He liked flower shops. A { nosegay of tiny red rosebuds with i a heart of forget-me-knots in the ! center, attracted him. * The clerk hurried forward. “What ! about these yellow orchids, sir. Exi pensive, but—" ~- “Pine,” said Dan, absent-minded-i ‘iy reaching in his pocket. “How t much?” : - “Thirty. dollars, sir. They're the ¢ only three in New York. And to i whom shall I send them?” . “Of course the name does help. « Miss Lynds Martin.” Cs 8 8 “WHAT A WEEK-KNEED sap : “he'd been, he told himself, as he #%galked out of the flower shop. No more intention of seeing Marie La “1% agdin than he had of flying Aon and yet, here he was “think of buying presents for her. . He might send them to her anony- = mously, that’s what he'd do, down “through the years and she'd never know where they came from. Cross“ine 57th St, he turned morth on : ‘Ave. Allothet 2 athe his . the last time on Bear was with Marie. A gust of wind and snow blinded his eyes. ‘+ Head bent, he bumped squarely into La just in front of him. a &he “tuned to protest. It was : ; . Marie. “Oh, Dan,” she cried. “I've i been; you, and wanting e pI arms around her. “My et”

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