Evening star. [volume] (Washington, D.C.) 1854-1972, 1911-01-29


Trust?" she asked him, in mock gravity.
9Think of the blighted little bits of happi-
ness then! Where shall we go?"
"Let's follow the wand of pleasure
ooh, | very much prefer to follow the
roads. Wherever you wander then, they
lead you back again.
"Then choose the longest, the one that
comes back by the devious windingS of the
proverbial shortest way home | don't be-
lieve | shall notice where we 60. I'm sure
sha mt care, SO long as the golden sunshine
continues"
They were rolling down the avenue with
others of their kind.
sYou must be home the minute the sun
goes DOWN."
3On the contrary, I'd go on like this for
ever"
ooh, you'd tire of motoring finally, if
motors became immortal. You'd ache for
wings, or a little golden aeroplane with the
harp strapped on behind"
Suppose" he said, 3you were the final
arbiter, the goddess in control, and you
knew was aching for anything, would you
really wish to be kind? What would you do
for the ache?"
aAdvise mustard plaster, said Thurley,
persistently unwilling to be anything but
lightly responsive to his queries and his
hints, 3and hot water bag if you felt chill
in your feet"
ooh, Lord" he groaned. aThis isn't an
auto; it's hospital! Don't you know that
doctors aren't human beings?'
Neither is final arbiter," she answered.
at sounds more like brindle terrier.
shouldn't care to be one, please
Down all the length of the avenue as far
as the Plaza entrance to the park, where the
gilded statue of Sherman, his horse, and the
Goddess of Victory were glinting in the sun,
she drove, pursued behind by one of the big
green motor buses that buzzed like giant
insect. They were preceded also by car
riages and cars in rapidly increasing numbers.
"A little of the park to begin with, any
way" she said, @and then perhaps out in the
country. You'll have to direct me as to
roads as soon as we leave the crowd
1The New York crowd is hard to leave,
he told her sagely. aThey invade all the
country, and all abroad, and have their eyes
on Mars. But l should say around the
park, then over to Riverside Drive, and the
the world is practically spread out before
us for exploration beyond"
THURLEY swung into the brill ant process
sion which flowed like stream through
the highways of New York's superb oasis,
and a hundred necks were craned as car and
carriage occupants turned to stare at the
girl, like a figure of Beauty at the wheel.
at isn't much like our first little trip to-
gether," Stuyverant continued presently
Il don't suppose we'll ever be able to dupli-
cate the excitements and all the rest of
that"
aWould you like to try it with your second
wrist?" she inquired. @Don't you think
you're sufficiently interesting as you are?"
II shall soon have this one out Of the hos
pital," he answered, 3when l hope for the
pleasure of doing my share of the work"
Such energizing elixir was in the air as
made the speed and distance restrictions of
the park species of aggravation. Eagerly
Thurley gazed out ahead, her faculties large
ly conferred on the guidance of the car. She
had neither time nor self consciousness to be
aware of the scores of curious and admiring
beings who passed them and forgot all else
in watching her an mated beauty.
Here and there carriage or an auto glided
by with acquaintance recently encountered.
Some Thur,ey saw and acknowledged with a
smile, others were wholly unobserved in her
preoccupation with driving. Fiaschi was
one of those who passed, staring and grimac
ing actively, only to be lost moment later
without having drawn so much as glance.
He was storminp inwardlv his race at St11v-