Evening star. [volume] (Washington, D.C.) 1854-1972, 1914-08-02
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waiter. 1.-TWO lemonades-and be quick!"
Scarcely had Mrs. Atkins had time to put
the cooling drink to her parched lips when
he dragged her forth again, and three more
dances had succeeded before she had en-
tirely finished her lemonade. And at this
stage of affairs Willoughby said:
@Say, Julia, seems to me this place is get
ting little filled up. There's hardly room
to move. Let's go somewhere else
@You really mean it? You're not too
tired, Wiloughby?'
watch mel" he said, rising. @Do act
tired?"
3Indeed you don't!' she laughed, as he
led her out to the car.
4Keeley's!" he said to Williams.
KEELEY'S was one of the best-known res
N taurants, where the dancing never
stopped till two o'clock in the morning. Mrs.
Atkins had often wished that he would take
her there, and indeed one night they had gone
for bite after the theater and she had
watched the crowd dancing. She fairly
glowed now, warm as she was from the dane
ing they had already done, to think that at
last she was to be part of that gay throng.
Keeley's was just beginning to fill up, for
it was early for that establishment, and Mrs.
Atkins rather held back when Willoughby
Immediately started out upon the floor with
her. He seemed to understand her diff
dence, and whispered to her:
@Don't be bashful now, Julia. This is
just the chance we need. There are SO few
dancing We'll have to do our best so as not
to be laughed at. 1t will give us confidence
and help me to learn to lead. Come on!"
A few minutes later he was insisting that
they try some of the complicated steps, and
she had to do them willy ni1ly
@Well,' he exclaimed with satisfaction,
I'D like to know what's the matter with us!
We're putting it all over lots of 'em! Fine,
isn't it?"
Lovely, Willoughby!" gasped Mrs. At
kins. She was roasting, she felt, from the
exercise, and her feet were tingling; but as
she whirled round she could not help think
ing of the pounds of flesh that must be van
ishing into the air. And Willoughby was
growing to like to dance!
But when it came half-past one, and he
showed no signs of being ready to stop, she
protested.
3Oh, let 'em wait!" said he, when she re-
minded him that he had directors meeting
in the morning. they'll probably be out
tonight too"
3But I'm little tired" she confessed
@Tut-tut" he said. 4You're just begin
ming to wake up. Look at mel
She had last plea. @Well," she said, 3if
you won't go home for my sake or your own,
think of the chauffeur
And as Williams was good man, Atkins
adjourned the dancing session, and they
went home.
Mrs. Atkins absolutely refused to try
new step they had seen at Keeley's when
they got home, her excuse being that the
neighbors would hear the music. Then
Willoughby offered to hum the tune, and she
had to confess that she was too weary.
3Why, I'm surprised he said. Il feel
like cricket"
MRS. ATKINS woke in the morning with
AvA the sensation of dreaming the events
of the previous night all over again. She
thought she could hear music. She listened
and was sure. 1t seemed to come from her
husbands room. Sitting up in bed, she
called to him, and he came in, his chin COW
cred with lather-dancing.
2Willoughby,' she demanded, whats
that music?'
3The machine Love- he said. a thought
it would sort of help me to start the day
well if we had little hesitation; so l
brought it upstairs. Rise, fair one, and let
us dance"
"What?' she cried.
@How can you resist?" he said. @Why,
even the little birds on the window sill are
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