Evening star. [volume] (Washington, D.C.) 1854-1972, 1912-12-08

perhaps So The whole thing IS confidential mat
Every confidential when you won't even repeat the
fellows nane' muttered Wallace.
ado you think would care to have recall him to
a gentleman who talks of him cautiously as Wallace
does?' asked Damon in banering tone OF Henderson,
well ask him, Will. We expect to see him soon'
"You-what?" asked Wallace.
ave expect to see him SOOn.
as he coming to New York;"
NO. am going westward no! to meet him. l told
you was not going to stay in New York long"
"Where you going to meet him., asked Wallace,
in ugly tone, "back to those islands,"
Back to the islands" said Damon lightly
Henderson pressed his foot under the table and
disappearing shake of the head. Damon added
quickly:
GAS matter of fact, my plans not till hear
from him. | am going West almost Immediately, and
for all know We'll meet in San Francisco"
ooh, but, Larrabee," mourned Sara, "you can't go
away now that you have just come back
Business, Sara"
ooh, but why can't you be like Will? He never has
any business; at least that nterferes with
things people want to do"
WALLACE chose to construe this as compliment,
w and his lowering face frightened, and he began
ooShy boast of his nesse the worlds of business
and of pleasure 1t rather painful exhibition and
little Mrs. Keene quivered under it; but Sara took it
with admirable conposure To her, evidently the ways
of man to be accepted without criticism. From
Boosting Wallace fell into kind of stupid bellgerency
@It's queer" he said to Damon suspiciously, "that
you didn't write to anyone for nine months It's queer
you cut yourself off that way"
well, if you think it's easy to send mail regularly
from outothe way island said Damon, "and then,
very good correspondent. And then again,
don't see that have to write to people don't feel
like it."
4Ah no, you not very good correspondent
said Sara rising "Sha mt we go, Will? don't care
for any coffee. Shall we drive somewhere? Let
leave this place, at least"
She sent soft glance to Damon, and he realized with
kind of terror that if she could manage it he
for atete with her. He meant to avoid it, pos
sbe AS they passing out of the restaurant, he
said to Wallace:
@You remember you're to dine with me tomorrow
aOh, yes, thanks I'll be there" said Wallace. "My
heads too thick tonight to remember all wanted to
say; but I'll be there"
"A dinner! For all of us?" cried Sara. "How very
nice! love your apartment, Larry"
"Oh but, my dear, murmured Mrs. Keene depre-
catingly, u afraid Mr.. Damon means that this is
a dinner for gentlemen"
all be very glad indeed if you and your mother will
come!" he said with as little stiffness as he could.
"At eight, as usual" she cooed.
Wallace hailed a taxicab, and, waiting until it ap-
preached, Damon began to make his farewells.
"Ah but you're coming tool" cried Sara, in a tone
that made him feel brutal.
am afraid can't" he said. II have lot of work
to do, packing and sorting my papers,"
"Then you will come to tomorrow? We are
at our same hole in the Kendall" she said woongly
While Wallace helped Mrs. Keene into the motor,
Damon said hastily, "If can't do any better, Sara,
I'll call for you and your mother just before dinner.
Youv no idea how busy l am"
"But-but there is much we have to say to each
other!" she fatered
Tomorrow" he murnured
WALLACE gave the signal, and the taxicab started
w Damon chung to Henderson. 1t was all he could
do keep from sitting down the curbstone, pth
less did he feel. Henderson wiped his brow and
muttered that it had been terrible strain and that
what they both needed dozen hours sleep. They
got cab and drove the few blocks to the apartment
Then they lighted cigars and sat eyng each other in
Damon's little smoking
"Well, my boy" said Henderson at last, you have