The Richmond palladium and sun-telegram. [volume] (Richmond, Ind.) 1907-1939, 1914-05-15

Inspiration came u suQOcu tHouSul 1noS
sent the color to her cheeks. Why
could she not go now? If she took a
cab she would be perfectly safe.
When Helen yielded to an impulse,
she yielded quickly, knowing that If
she stopped to think it over. she prob
ably would not yield at ALL And now
she rushed up to the desk with an
eager request for cab. Three min
utes later she wos being whirled to-
ward the Cafe de la Paix. What II
Warren should not be there? But she
need not get out of the cab unless
she saw him Her heart was beating
fast To be driving along at night
i! through the streets of Parasitic very
daringness of it thrilled her with a
sense of adventure.
When the cab drew up, Helen gaZed
out in dismay. She had not realized
| how many tables there were in front
of this famous cafe. How could she
find warren in all that crowd?
, The driver opened the door expect
antly, but Helen would not leave the
sheltering refuge of the cab until she
had located Warren. IA length she
! saw him at small table for back OF
! lue STeSu ueuSe. w I'LL SooSi SNSASS
ment she sprang out, paid the cabman
and started through the maze OF the
crowded tables Warren was just as
she had pictured him, his hat pushed
pack, leisurly smoking a cigarette with
a small cordial glass before him. He
did not see her until, with an excited
laugh she slipped into the chair be-
side him.
! He did not seem surprised. Warren
was never startled Now he merely
| flicked the ashes from his cigarette,
and asked with cold displeasure:
What sort of caper do you call
this
"Oh, dear | couldn't stay there
alone. should've come with you.
It's our last night in Paris-and l
couldn't spend it packing"
How'd you get here?"
Il took cab-it was perfectly safe.
Suppose hadn't been here?"
HE is ANGRY.
I'D have gone back didn't leave
the cab until | saw YOU
well, you might expect such es-
capades from young girl-but you're
old enough to have more sense"
"Please don't be cross, DEAR" slip
ping her hand into his under the table.
81 pictured you sitting here, and
couldn't help coming
| What do you want to drink?' un-
graciously, as the waiter suggestively
wiped off the little handicapped ia
BILE.
I'D rather have an ice. DO they
serve ices out here?'
When a little later the waiter
brought a tall, slender glass of me-
ri,, oil In1n infn xlrit
a sigh of content.
For almost an hour they sat there
watching the changing crowds at the
tables and the never-ceasing stream
of people passing by.
Dear. wouldn't you think they'd
have these street cafes in New York;
"Sidewalk space too narrow and
taxes too high" answered Warren
who by this time was in better hui
NOR. This sort of place isn't so prof
table See that fellow over there
with the Panama hat. He's been sit
ting there all evening and he's ordered
only that one glass of beer. The man
agement's losing money on That able
all right"
The theatres were now out. and cal
after cab rolled up, from which step
ped women in conspicuous toilettes
Many of them were actresses, anC
: some of them looked as though they
had come direct from the stage. Theil
escorts were dapper Frenchmen with
opera hats and light gray spats.
One tall blonde in a trailing white
gown was followed by a huge white
bulldog with a jeWelled collar. From
the next cab swept pale, slender
woman with cleaning dark eyes,
famous French actress.
Dear, this is a wonderful place
isn't it? You do see things here. No
no, let's not go yet as Warren pushed
back his glass and glanced at his
watch. 'They're just beginning t.
i, come in from the theatres. We may
! never be in Paris again-oh, I'd love
to stay a little longer"
"Well, you're a marvel of consist
ency," shrugged Warren. You didn'
have time to come at all-now yol
want to stay all night But. all right
I've no packing to do-I'm game az
he lit fresh cigarette and showed his
empty glass toward the waiter.
. Wanfo1 Tuo r,oachinic!c N,