The San Francisco call., 1909-11-28

Americans the Achilles of the nations, he re-
Marked with seeming irrelevance "a giant of gold
that knows conqueror. But your Achilles heel
my faith, it is thrust into view for any who
to use his spear- is your reckless craving for
city. A new sensation, emotion, something
to you-and you ask questions You
will pay any price, accept bindly such information
as is offered, that, the affair of business
instead of society would be probed and sifted until
facts brought to light.
'In other words, we allow ourselves to be i'm
posed upon?" 1 had vaguely caught his suggestion.
Mot at ALL" The illumined the smile that
crossed his face "You want to be- he tactfully
corrected Last week Perraro, the little italian
who has painted her often, had La Cavaieri at
his studio, and women-women whose calling lists
are the most exclusive in your city-pushed each
other like mad meet her, speak with her, clasp
her hand" He laughed in recollection. "It was
like one of your-how do you say it?-bargain
rushes"
But his amusement escaped me. I was staring
wildly at Dick and Dolly stealing on to a balcony
together. do you to imply that Mrs
Brooke
With hands raised he warded off the impeachment.
"Mademose1le could you imagine that would SLAM
der one who he stopped
wave of darky laughter caught the melody be-
low and it sent rolling upward, breaking the
spell that held us in whispering groups.
through which Dick had disappeared with his COM
panion AS they strayed past there startled
look of discovery in them, and it not my inagina-
ton that read despair we'll. She dragged herself
wearily from the chair. Of sudden she seemed
inert, wraithke, transparent almost Something
contracted where my heart was supposed to be and
wanted to sob outright. "Moonght's monotonous-
let's try bridge or watch the little wheel go round
She rested hand on Billy Stewards ready arm.
Monte Carlo across the hall, friends" she laughed.
CARLEYS CONFESSION
I shivered, drawing my yashmak close about me,
and Carley, who had been discussing with Johnny
van Tiel hosts enviable string of blue grass"
thoroughbreds, turned to me. "You don't want to
emily allowed the rule of the majority carry him
with them into the great lighted oak hail.
mo" answered. 81 want to get nearer the moon
and the music Can you take me?"
We found the door to a smaller corridor leading to
the terrace Below the lawn rppled away to meet
the Italian gardens that crept sleepy out of the
moons path; above the long, lazy white house leaned
against its pillars and gave way light and laugh
ter
Carley linked his arm in mine and we wandered
into the moonlight Gypsy, feel somehow the way
/ did the night we danced together. / want to go
on and on
81 don't want to feel, Carley, that the part
you played that night has left any regrets or un-
happiness for you its trail. | grasped his sleeve
anxously questioning.
The darky melody drifted nearer, then melted into
soft caresses Carleys face went up to the scented
breeze and his nostrs dilated as he took a long
breath I'm not a poet little GIRL but l am game
and guess taste of heaven is worth eternity
of-well the other place He held my arm closer
and suddenly it was crushed against him. tried to