Indianapolis Times, Indianapolis, Marion County, 13 January 1941 — Page 13

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By BETTY WALLACE

YESTERDAY — Suzanne believes that Paul still loves Martha, begs Martha to quit seeing him. The foursome, with Bill and Martha, was just to give Paul - change to be with Bill's wife. Martha angrily denies any hint of an affair with Paul and Suzanne agrees Martha fs innocent. As she leaves, however, she| threatens to tell Bill if Martha goes on seeing Paul.

. CHAPTER SEVEN FOR A LONG MOMENT, after Suzanne's last words left her lips, they didn’t quite sink in. The small . girl with the red hair, huddled on the sofa, didn’t quite understand the enormity of what she had heard until Suzanne was reaching for the doorknob. . “Wait a minute, Suzanne!” She ran to her. “What do you mean, someone might tell Bill? Oh, you couldn’t—you wouldn't dare—go to him with a lie like that!” ““Lie? I wouldn't lie. There's no need. It's true that Paul’s in love with you, and that you've been seeing him every night, even after I - refused to ‘come along and play chaperone.” . . Martha’s mouth was dry, a litile pulse hammered in her throat. “But I didn’t mean anything—it was .{imnocent—and Bill trusts Paul— You can’t do this! You can’t come ~ into our lives and—" “I didn’t say I would,” Suzanne told her evenly. “I merely said that it wouldn't be very nice if someone did.” : Then, as if Martha's shock and misery had gotten through to her, she leaned impulsively over her. “Look, darling, I know you. And I know Paul. He's held himself in leash, he’s suffered but he hasn't nfade love to you. The only thing I'm asking is that you look the facts in the face. Quit seeing him.” Once more her voice vibrated with passion. “Give me a chance to get him back!” : When the door closed behind Suganne, she left ruin behind. The world of simple friendship, of trusting and uncomplicated companionship which had sprung up between Martha and Paul, since that day she told him, “I'm going to marry Bill. But can’t we be friends?” was wrecked forever. Never again could she be so casually cool with him. Never again could she laugh and talk and dance with .him and remain blind to the truth she had not seen before—that he loved her. Loved her enough to torture himself endlessly by seeing her with Bill, by visiting in the apartment where she lived as Bill’s wife. “ich ” ” ” UNWILLING PITY shook her. Poor Paul. He had had a raw deal from her, right from the start. But her heart said it wasn’t her fault that Bill Marshall’s blue eyes had stirred depths in her she herself had never dreamed were there. It wasn’t her fault that the camaraderie, the serene content she had accepted as love with Paul, had ‘turned out not to be love at all Not after she tasted the heady wine, the magic ecstasy of the touch of Bill's hand, the sound: of his voice, the feel of his lips on hers. ... ' Could it be that for Paul there was magic and wonder only with " her? Oh, he shouldn’t have gone on clinging to the ghost of something that was dead! He should have turned to Suzanne. But Martha knew, achingly, that love isn’t like that. All the counsels of common sense, all the old teachings she had been taught at home of love, honor cond duty, had directed that—even though Bill's blue eyes had wakened something to singing life inside her, that first time—still she had no right to go on seeing him. Had no right to let him kiss her while Paul’s ring was on her finger. : Practical considerations would have directed that Paul, with money of his own and a fine posi-

tion, was the better man to marry.

He could have bought her so much that she and Bill had gone withlout. There would have been no small apartment, but a big house. /No' job to wake up to each morning. No dilapidated Peg, but a ‘good car, a new car. And yet, she hadn't even given those things a single thought. Her whole heart was . Bill's—simply, ‘forever and beyond denial. Once she had heard somgwhere that it didn’t matter whether or not you were wildly in love with the person you marired at the time you married him. “After 10 years,” someone had said, “you love him anyway. The things you two have gone through together cement you closer than any fleeting passion.” ; . Perhaps it was true. But she ‘had never thought of standing at an altar with Paul, saying those , solemn vows, merely because she ‘had promised. . Was that why Paul couldn't turn to Suzanne? Because the thing called love held him as unrelentlessly in its grip as it’ had held her? She didn't sleep. that night. She patted the bed beside her, when at last she got in, and Butch leaped up. Huddled close to his warm body, she lay: thinking and / thinking, She mustn't see Paul alone any more. That much was clear. : “Suzanne had accomplished what she set out to do! “Give me a chance to get him Yack,* she had cried. “Oh, Bill,” Martha wept stormily, “Bill, why did they ever. draft you? . You never sheuld have gone away from me. Never.” : om ‘yy. #8 “THE NEXT MORNING in the office, it was as if everything had changed. The sunny room was bleak, the shadows cast by the venetian blinds seemed like bars. ' The office was a cage. She ought to leave it, Never see Paul again, not even here. But now she needed her job. When Paul:came in, she couldn't help the little tautness that went | over Her. She couldn’t heip looking at him in a way she had never looked at him before. ¢ . As always, there was a:pipe in . his mouth. As always, he bid her | a cheeful good morning. She answered! almost inaudibly and bent her head low over the typewriter ~ as he went into the private office. th the long morning she

e long couldn't seem to stop looking at him.

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With that awful fascination, that suddenly | clear and penetrating gaze. As if she had never seen him before, exactly as he was. He had discarded his coat. In shirt sleeves he worked at tive board in his office, the door open. His shoulders | were broad, his tanned, bony face absorbed. Once he picked up his slide rule, drew it out of its worn case, slipped the liftle transparent panel carefully down an inch or two, and frowned as he made 8 calculation. ; She began to wonder as he worked on, oblivibus, how Paul could have stood these raonths in the office with her &fter she married Bill. Me had always been just the same— casual, normal, businesslike. How could he have such control of himself that, although Suzanne said his eyes gave him away, when they were together, here in the office, they never did? Nr did they? She swung around in her chair, her eyes on the back of the thin file clerk. What was it the girl had suid, several weeks ago? Something about Mr. Elliott keeping Mrs. Marshall from getting too lonely. « | . Yes, there had been suspicions, gossip, here, foo, just as there had been in the apartment house. She alone | not suspected. Ber hed ached dully by lunchtime. Heér fingers had been slow and faltering on the typewriter keys all morning. Lunch did not revive her. There still ochoed in her mind the sound of Suzanne’s voice. The sickening realization that those awful things she had said were true settled more and more heavily in Martha's heat, ? . “I'll never again dct natural with Paul,”. she thought. “I won't’ be able‘to be gay and offhand and the way I've always been.” : There was more to it than that, too. “I'll have to stop seeing hin. I can’t tell him why straight out. Yet I msn’ let him come to the apartment any more. How can 1 make him friendship is over?”

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