The Washington herald., 1918-01-14

! his head. even the movement Of his
hands, were unmistakably John VIM
throp! The very name had once set
her heart abeat. Even now she thrilled
at the memory of it all.
He had not seen her! She was still
watching him in the mirror but with
cautious side glance. He was fin
ishing a caviar canape. John Win
throp and caviar! So he had succeed
ed. He had always been so tenacious
ly sure that he would.
Here. let's settle this ORDER
fTowned Warren, sensing her inatten-
tion. Now you're going to have
something beside soup"
Yes, dear, II was all wrong We
don't come here often. I believe I do
feel in the mood for a real dinner"
"Eh?" Warren looked up in amaze
ment. whats struck your"
Nothing" coloring. II was Just
thinking that when you enjoy ordering
maybe 1 shouldn't always be worry
| ing about the check"
Holy hippopotamus! What's come
over you? Wen, never mind-we1l get
in one square meal while it lasts"
Her side glance still on the mirror,
Helen did not even look at the prices
as Warren orderd with reckless pro-
digality.
Clear turtle soup. kingfish saute,
venison steak, hearts of artichokes,
souffle potatoes, and endive salad
How John Winthrop had developed!
How well he wore his clothes, and with
what man-of-the-world air he
glanced at the wine label the waiter
presented before opening the bottle.
What IL she had ordered only soup!
Since he had never met Warren, he
might think she had married a man
who was only a poser-who, through
pretense, dined at places he could not
afford.
How about a little Chablis?" sug-
gested Warren. That's light"
Helen nodded.
Say. this is a cinch." Having given
the order, he leaned back in luxurious
anticipation. Whatever struck you,
let's hope it'll strike again.
Dear. I'll tell you now," in a low
cred voice, bending forward. 81
couldn't with the waiter lowering
about. That man behind memo. don't
look just yeti That's John Winthrop!
him."
well, what Of it?" Then with a
snort of enlightenment 80 THAT'S
the cause Of the spread" Want to
show off, eh?"
IT didn't want him to see me max
ing dinner on soup. Naturally he'd
think we couldn't afford"
Might've known there was some-
thing up your sleeve-you don't loosen
ur like this without cause. Well, I'm
going to be indebted to Mr.. - what's
his name?-for corking good dinnerr'
Ssh, not so loud! I wonder if he
lives here-or If he's only here on a
trip? He looks prosperous"
Rather sissified with that ring"
with a shrug.
Il didn't notice that" catching a
mirrored glimpse of the flashing
diamond. HE never used to wear
jewelry."
well, he knows something about
wine" Warren admitted. That looks
like Chateau Margaux."
There was an unflattering lack OF
Jealousy in Warren's careless indiffer-
ence. She could not help but think
how constrained would have been her
attitude had the situation been re-
versed.
Had it been a aSwoman whom he had
once admired. she would have asked
countless questions. She would have
been consumingly eager to know all
about her. Yet Warren had barely
glanced at John Winthrop.
"Jove, forgot to order. that yenison
rare" he muttered. They always
cook ii too much"
He was thinking only of the food
not Of her or Of the man behind her.
For moment she longed to say or do
something that would arouse his jeal-
ousy. He was so sure of himself-and
of her.
On Helen the 9O-cent flavor of the
green turtle soup was wholly lost
she was now anxious for John Win
throp to recognize her. She wanted
him to be impressed with each course
OF their expensive dinner.
Her heart skipped q beat as she met
his glance. Avertins her eyes she
could not be sure of the recognition
In his. Then the mirrored view was
obstructed by his waiter, who was
serving the roast and the glass-cover-
ed mushrooms.
With q sense Of ammunition, wasted,
Helen saw their soup plates removed.
Warren. scowling ut the order of king
hsh. mostly platter. and garnishing.
Again in the mirror. Helen met the
reflected gaze. Was It recognition?
There was a telegraphic something,
but her own glance fell before she
could quite make 1t out. Perhaps he
was not sure. He was watching her
to be certain.
When the waiter served the venison.
the hearts of artichokes, and potatoes
souffle, Helen moved nearer the wall
50 John winthrop could have an un-
obstructive view OF their table,