Waterbury evening Democrat., 1905-07-03

@ z.nc;y go DacK and tslI thzm that after reasonable length of sAfvice their wiges-I mean wages-shall ba increased. And don't meddle again. Rawles." <. Late that afternoon Brewster drop ped in at Mrs. DeMille's to talk over plans for the next dinner. He realized that in no other way could he squan. der his money with better chanca q getting its worth than by throwing himself boldly into society. It vent easily, and there could be only ono ~ set arising from 1t in the end-his owh sense of disgust. '
 "So glad to see you, Monty" greet ed Mrs. Dan glowingly, coming In with a rush. Come upstairs and I'll givs you some tea and cigarette. I'm not at home to anybody" ss
 That's very good of you, Mrs. Dan.n said he as they mounted the stairs. 'T don't know what I'd do without your help" He was thinking how pretty she was.
 t "You'd be richer, at any rate" turn ing to smile upon him from the upper landing. "I. was in tears half the night, Monty, over that glass screen" she said after finding a comfortable place among the cushions of a divan. Brewster dropped into roomy, lazy chair in front of her as he responded carelessly:
 Tt amounted to nothing. Of course it was very annoying that it should happen while the guests were still there" Then he added gravely: "In strict confidence, I had planned to have it fall just as we were pushing back our chairs, but the confounded thing disappointed me. That's the trouble with these automatic climaxes-they usually hang fire. It was to have been a sort of fall or Babylon effect, you know"
 Splendid! But, like Babylon, it-fell at the wrong time." W
 For lively quarter of an hour they discussed people about town, liberally approving the slandered and denounc- ing the slanderers. A still busier quar- ter of an hour ensued when together they made up the list of dinner guests. He moved little writing table up to the divan. and she looked on eagerly while he wrote down the names 'she suggested after many puckerings of her fair, aristocratic brow, and then drew lines through them when she changed her mind. Mrs. Dan DeMills handled her people without gloves In making up Monty'S lists. The dln- ners were not hers, and she could af- ford to do as she pleased with his. He was broad and tall and she was not slow to see that he was indifferent. He did not care who the guests were or how they came; he merely wished to make sure of their presence. His only blunder was the rather difndent recommendation that Barbara Drew be asked again. If he observed that Mrs. Dams head sank little closer to the paper, he attached no importance to the movement. He could not see that her eyes grew narrow, and he paid no attention to the little catch in her breath.
 Wouldn't that be little-just It, tie pronounced?'' she asked, lightly enough.
 You mean-that people might talkf'
 '.She might, feel conspicuously pres- ent." ''''a'
 "Do you think SO? We are such good friends, you know"
 "Of course if you'd like to have her." slowly and doubtfully, why, put her name down. But you evidently haven't seen that" Mrs. Dan pointed to . copy of the Trumpet which lay on the table.
 When he had handed her the paper she said, "Tte Censor is growing face tious at your expense"
 T am getting on in society with . vengeance if that ass starts in to write about me. Listen to this"-she had pointed out to him the obnoxious para graph: "Tf Brewster drew a diamond flush do you suppose he'd catch the queen7 And if he caught her how long do you think she'd remain Drew? Or if she Drew Brewster would che be willing to learn such . game as MonteY"
 The next morning writer who sign ed himself The Censor got . thrash ing, and one Montgomery Brewster had his name in the papers. surrounded by fulsome words of praise.