The Washington herald., 1917-04-02

"Jove. that's nifty" Warren was un-
folding a long leather travelling roll with
its expensive tortoise mounted fittings.
'Oh, dear. that's a wonderful one" en-
Unused Helen. And so compact"
They've got everything here. all right.
What the Sam Hills this for?' taking out
an odd shaped box.
Shaving stick" laughed Louise
That's for your shaving brush, tooth
brush. tooth powder. SOAP and taIcum."
enumerating the various fittings.
Fine. but ! won't get a chance at
those little boxes. Helen1l have 'em fill
ed with her cOncoctions. She carries
enough to stock a drug store
Yes. this one will be just right for
cold cream" teasingly.
Eleven" as n clock struck Get your
bonnet Cn-we'n never get or"'
Shall phone down for a taxi?" asked
Louise.
"Oh. no. Wen take the subway"
protested Helen hastily.
'If you get time. Bob drop in at
the office tomorrow" suggested War
rem. as they were leaving
Time" bitterly. I've got time to
burn. That's all have got these days.
But I'm not going TO butt in when
you're busy"
Come in around one and we'll have
lunch at the club. I want you to meet
Ferguson. He always ears there"
Now. don't forget you're coming
Thursday" reminded Helen. Don't
bother to dress"
AS they waited for an elevator be-
fore the bronze gratines at the end of
the hall Warren pulled on his gloves
with a grim.
Bob looks rotten, Must've lost ten
pounds"
Il didn't think she looked well.
either" worried Helen. 81 wonder IL
that climate agrees with them"
'Climate?" with a snort, as they en-
tered the car. It's this Internal loaf
ing that's putting Bob on the blink"
Helen nudged him to silence for the
elevator held several passengers who,
at this vigorous remark. started with
curious interest
They were passing out through the
marbled lobby when Warren stopped
short with an impatient:
BY George. ! left my stick You
walt here" turning back in time to
catch the same car
From one Of the grav satin divans
that commanded a view of the eIeya.
tors Helen watched the sleek-groomed
crowd as they passed into the restau-
rant or out to the line OF motors The
Costmore was one Of the smart, ultra
expensive hotels at which Louise all
WAYS insisted upon stopping
Two elevators came down crowded
with dinner-gowned guests From the
third Warren strode out-stiIl caneless
Why. dear. It must be there, I'm
sure You had IT when we came in"
IT'S there. all-but I thought I
wouldn't disturb them"
disturb them? We just this minute
left-they couldn't have gone to bed. 9"
well. II you must know" irritated
at her insistency. they were having a
row. I opened the hall door without
knocking - heard her snTveIInr
Thought I'd better beat It, Didn't want
to butt in on any family scrap"
Louise was CRYING" anxiousIy. Dear
I'm afraid they have terrible disa gree
ments. Bohs getting so irritahle-with
nothing 10 do"
What d'you expect? II a chaps worth
his salt-and Bob is-this living of your
wife don't work"
But Louise is so fine and generous
she tries not to let him feel t."
That cuts no figure. Bob's got to get
back on the job-and hit the line hard,
That's the way size things up. It's the
only chance for both of them"
Il know, that's what told her. Bob's
too energetic to spend his life hanging
| around fashionable resorts"
You bet he Isl And II she hasu.,
sense enough to see It, there's going "a
| dawdle around Palm Beach in white
spats, I'd get so rabid I'd" striving
for a desperate alternative-"weIl. rd
jump of the dock-and bite an aIlIga-
| tori
CCOrrrirht 1911