Evening star. [volume] (Washington, D.C.) 1854-1972, 1914-08-02

her astonishment to hear the music ma
chine grinding out a waltz. She tiptoed to
the library, to catch which of the servants
it might be who dared take such liberties.
There, before the machine, pirouetting about,
was her husband
"Willoughby Atkins!" she cried.
He stopped, hanging his head guilty, ap-
parently overcome with confusion at being
discovered.
@Just practising few of the hesitation
steps, he said.
ooh, Willoughby!' laughed Mrs. Atkins,
throwing off her hat and embracing him. Il
knew you'd come to it,"
Here, waltz said he, holding her as she
started to go out of the room. LETS go
through them together
But not in this dress!" she protested.
AWilloughby! l can't!" as he persisted in
holding her, starting to whirl round in the
steps of the dance. ats too tight! It'll be
ruined!"
4Pish-tush!" he laughed, never stopping.
"Let her rip! I'll buy you all the tango toys
you want. Come on, now, Julia! You
know-the one Miss Davis was teaching me
yesterday-what was it called?'
"The wavy-wave!" said his wife.
@Then off on the wavy-wave for us! Let
her go! One, two, three-then hesitate!
That's it! La-la-la-la! Now backward!
Hesitate! Now 1ame-duck, Julia Lame
duck. Fine"
ooh, Willoughby!" painted Mrs. Atkins,
as the music ran out and he started to set it
going again. mo more now! It's too hot!
I'm-I'm not dressed for it. Besides, it's
dinnertime.
aAll right!' he said. aBut later-don't
forget"
THEY had scarcely finished dinner when
l he turned on the music and insisted on
her dancing.
"Best thing in the world for the digestion!'
he said as he dragged her, flushed of face,
round the library. 3On1y go little faster!"
Suddenly, as he whirled her round the
room, Mrs. Atkins, glancing over her hus-
bands shoulder into the dining room, saw
sight that made her gasp and struggle to
free herself from his embrace.
"Willoughby, stop' she whispered hoarse-
ly. 3The servants! They're looking at us
from the buffers pantry
@Well, what of it?" he demanded. 3They
may learn something. Everybody's doing
it. Besides, dancing to an audience gives
me confidence, and that's what need!'
3You must stop!" she insisted, freeing her
self from him. @Wait till later"
4I'Il tell you'll" exclaimed Willoughby,
pirouetting in front of her. 3Let's go OUT
@Out2 Where?"
3Any of those dancing places. Come on
ooh, but they're so public, Willoughby!'
GAIL the better! 1t will take the bashfu1
ness out of me and give me confidence. Go
on-change your dress, and I'll phone for
the car
4But where shall we go?'
@I'n look up place
Mrs. Atkins hurried to dress; but he was
alreadyimpatient when she came downstairs.
AMy goodness" he said as they went out.
3Half the evening gone!' As he helped her
into the car he whispered to the chauffeur.
Williams he said, where's good place
to dance-as early as this?"
@Why, Mr.. Atkins" said the astounded
man, who had driven for him more than
three years and had never before suspected
any giddy tendencies on the part of either
master or mistress, athere's lots, l suppose;
but they're rather -er-"
@Aren't they respectable"
ooh, sure; but-er-a little public and
@Take US to one, an how."
THE car stopped at one of the gaudy dance
palaces downtown, and Mrs. Atkins
held back as Willoughby helped her out.
@Don't be alarmed" he said. dts all
right. You said Dr. Hasbrouck and his wife
came here"
Early as it was, the place was well filled,