Evening star. [volume] (Washington, D.C.) 1854-1972, 1911-04-11
used as a Chinese lantern"
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guised as a Chinese lantern!'
"Well, what did you do, thenT
"He asked me to be his blushing brlde,
said the unfeeling Miss Gaymer. land
tried to grab my hand. I squinted down
my nose, and looked very prim and sweet,
and thought We had better be getting
back to the ballroom, and he could talk
to Mr.. Marrable in the morning. It that's
love, dear friend"
"But you-you-promised to marry hims'
said poor Hughie.
Joan stared at him.
do you mean to tell me, Hughie," she
said, slowly, that he told you that?
"Yes-with one or two corroborative de-
tails. That was why / had to tell him
everything. you know. 1t was the only
way, thought to choke him on
"O-o-oh!' Miss Gaymer wriggled in
dignantly 1.-The creature! And when he
heard l had no money he cried OFF,
Hughie bowed his head. Joan gave
low. gurgling laugh.
There's no getting over 1t, Hughie" she
said "He scored. A nasty slap for little
me. But deserved it for trying to trifie
with his young affections. Well, you have
given me one reason for his departure
What was the other?
Hughie eyed her in some embarrassment
Then he said:
He began to talk about you, joey. in
a way didn't like, SO l.
His eye slid round toward the window
and then downward In the direction OF
his right foot. A smile crept over his
troubled face and he glanced at Joan.
.'Oh. Hughie, did you?" she exclaimed,
rapturously.
Eyes. He landed in that rose bed.
Look"
Joey shuffied off the table and joined
him by the window. A few feet below
Them on the rose bed, lay the unmis-
taxable traces Of the impact of a body
falling from rest with an acceleration due
Ii. no hn
gravity.
Joan cooed softly, evidently well pleased
Hughie turned and regarded her with
puzzled expression. No man ever yet
fathomed the workings of the feminine
mind, but he never quite gives up trying
Are you glad that he got thrown out?"
he asked.
Joan pondered.
IT'S not exactly that" she said. I'm
not glad he was thrown Quit must have
hurt him, poor dear. But I'm glad you
threw him out, if you understand the diff
ference
Hughe was not at all sure that he did,
but he nodded his head in comprehend
ing manner. Then he continued:
Tell me, Joey, if you didn't care for
him, why did you send him to me, in
stead of giving him the knock direct?"
Joey surveyed her retired 'Warder with
eyes half closed.
We'll" she said rehectively. there
were heaps of reasons, but you are man
and wouldn't understand any OF them.
But. roughly speaking, it was because
wanted to see how you would handle him.
l knew you wouldn't let him marry ME,
Of course. but I wanted to see how you
would play your cards. (Iou simply don't
know how fascinating these things are to
watch) Besides. thought it would be
good for him to come face to face with
a man." she added, almost below her
breath.
Il only got the best of him." said
Hughie, humbly, 'by laying all my cards
on the table. There's not much fnesse
required tor game like that"
Still, you won said Joan.
Hughie sighed.
Halliburton lost. II you like" he said;
Il don't quite see what l.
"No-you won't" said a very small but
very insistent voice by his side.
Hughie turned sharply Miss Gaymer
was breathing expansively upon the glass
of the window, and assiduously scribbling
q pattern thereon with her fnger-an in
fantfle and unladylike habit of which her
nurse thought she had cured her at the
age of eight. Also. her cheeks were
aglow. and that with a richness OF color
ing which sufaced to convey some glim-
inerings of Intelligence even into the brain
of the obtuse young man beside her.
Hughie suddenly felt something inside his
head begin to buzz. His giga attic right
hand (Which still contained Jimmy Mar
rabies check tucked in between two fin
gers) closed cautiously but comprehen-
sively upon Joan's left, which was resting
full entomologist's net descends upon an
unwary butterfly.
"Joey." he said. unsteadily-"Joey. what |
do You meanT'