Indianapolis Times, Indianapolis, Marion County, 26 February 1940 — Page 17

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~ MONDAY, FEB. 2%, 1940

- $15 A Week

By LOUISE HOLMES

: CAST OF CHARACTERS. > ANN BROWN—orphan daughter of a gambler, alone in an unfriendly city.

! PAUL HAYDEN—stock room boy with |§

“ambition. : STEVE CLAYBOURNE—wealthy play-

= Ye. - : CLARA BROOKS-—dime store counter girl. : : . IRENE TEMPLE—society debutante,

YESTERDAY: Ann sees the boy scross : the alley writing a letter, decides he is: the ‘Lomely” of the ad. Elated, she goes to fhe Center, completes her dress. She is thrilled with the prospect of meeting “Lonely” .on Saturday. :

‘ CHAPTER FIVE a THE FOLLOWING MORNING Ann stopped at the postoffice and was handed a letter. She went to a desk and slit the envelope, noting that the stationery was of nice quality, that the handwriting, although a bit stilted, was masculine and honest looking. . Lonely had written, “My Dear Miss Smith: Yours of the third inst. received and contents noted. In reply will suggest that you name a meeting place. At said meeting will you please wear a white flower for means of identification?: I will do the same. Respectfully yours, K295.” Ann read the letter again, her excitement a little dashed. It was

so lacking in the saving grace of humor, so utterly without -personalif. She crushed it in her bag and, more disappointed than she

would admit even to herself, went].

on to the remaking of hats. Ann experienced several reactionary moods that morning. The first was indignation at herself for having been a poor fool, the second an inclination to laugh at *Yours of the third inst.” and the last a definite let-down of spirit.

It was incredible that the little epi-|-

sode had meant so much in her uneventful life. At noon she obtained stationery from the matron in a department store: lounge and wrote a letter to K295. It was as brief and to the point as his had been. “My Dear K295: If satisfactory to you I will meet you in front of the Blashfield painting in the foyer of the public library at 7 on Saturday evening. I will wear a white gardenia. Sincerely, Ann Smith.” - Oddly enough. Ann's eyes were bright with tears as she mailed the letter. She blinked the tears away, trying to laugh at herself. Ann realized that answering a personal was not the best way to broaden her ' horizon, but blank walls surrounded her on all sides. That lovely personal was a shaft

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of light through the walls and she went toward the light with a mist| of tears in her eyes:

EJ 4 2 SATURDAY CAME FACE to face with itself on the calendar at last. As there would not be time to return to. her room after 5 o'clock, Ann dressed for the great event early in the morning. The new

frock was a triumph. The skirt was | ||

short and flaring, the little jacket tight and weil fitting. The pancake hat was vastly becoming, the scarf and gloves added a dashing touch. : Arriving at the shop, Ann turned

this way and that before Mrs. Pringle’s admiring eyes. Admiring

eyes had followed her on the EI |.

and in the street. Her bronze: hair shone, the soft curls clung lovingly to her white neck. Rich color dyed her cheeks, her mouth was poppy

red. She walked and stood. with |

the assured confidence of looking her best. . At work, Ann buried herself with a shapeless mass of felt and the

pendulum of her emotions. began |

to. swing again. * As the day advanced, it swung faster and faster. By the time Mrs. Pringle hurried away shortly before closing time to do her Sunday marketing, Ann was a prickly bundle of nerves and thwarted impulses. At 6, half

mad with indecision, she trembling- |

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ly smoothed cold cream on her “Mac! I don’t believe you're even trying!”

face, removed it with a sweet smelling pad, and applied powder. Her cheeks burned hotly, the use of a lipstick would have been sacrilege. :

Ann took the gardenia from a

glass where it had reposed since noon and pinned it to her lapel.|

She adjusted the smart little hat.

Suddenly she was crying. .

“I can't do it,” she sobbed furi-|

ously. “Darn it all—what's the matter with me? I'm a coward.

I've put on the brakes for so long]

that I can’t let go.” : Removing the gardenia, she threw it on the work table. Angrily she snatched the hat from her head. “I won't go a step,” she muttered fiercely. “I absolutely refuse to make a fool of myself. I'll drop the whole crazy business and forget it. For the rest of my life I'll just —just twirl my thumbs.” Her chin wobbled and her voice shook. “For fun and excitement, I'll look across the alley at that young man. When I want to be really hilarious I'll go to the Center and make a dress that no one will ever see.” She sat down, burying her head on a bent arm. “Maybe—when I'm old—I won't care,”

she sobbed. AFTER A WHILE ANN lifted her: head and stared about the cluttered room. This and another room, not quite so cluttered but no more beautiful, were her life. She had no one, not a single per-. son of her own. All her life would be like this. Again shé wept. Then, out of emotional chaos, she remembered that another person, just like herself, so lonely that he had flung his desperation to the four winds, would wait in-front of the Blashfield painting at the public library. Ann again applied a scented pad to her face. She put:on fresh powsder. She ‘pulled the little hat to just the right angle. Examining the gardenia for signs of bruise, she firmly pinned if to her lapel. She had decided:upon a course. She'd locate herself in the reading room where she could view the Blashfield painting without being seen. When K295 appeared she would be able to make a snap judg- - ment as to his possibilities. If necessary, she could dispose of ‘the gardenia and thus obviate a difficult sjtuation. The plan was not exactly fair, it definitely put K295 at a disadvantage, sy it was a

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With decision, her naturally gay

spirits again came to the fore and she giggled at the thought that K295 might also be in: hiding, reconnoitering, as it were. Wouldn't it be funny if they caught each other| in’ the act of ‘peering -from behind ddor. casings? ‘wandered slowly along State’ St. to Randolph. Turning here, she went on to Wabash. Her knees

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