The herald. [volume] (New Orleans, La.) 1905-1953, 1918-05-30
CLARK, ALIAS CLARK
BY DOROTHY DOUGLAS.
Copyright, 1917, by the MCCLURE Ne"spa-
per Syndcate.)

office man informed her.
Nina was disappointed. She glanced
through the casts Of characters of sew
eral theaterS as she passed them TO
see if sire could find out whether there
was anything else worth spending a
dollar on.
"Ohr" she calculated softly, 81 won
der if this is the Mr.. Clark l crossed
on the Lymric with?" She was
CHANGING through the cast Of characters
for "a Night and Day" pasted In
front Of the Triangle theater and no
ticed the mime A. G. Clark. I'm sure
he must be Calvin Clark. Isn't that
lucky? 1 shall write and ask him to
tea in the studio"
Meanwhile Nina purchased seat for
the Saturday matinee and felt slightly
less discouraged.
When she returned to her studio
Nina wrote a short note TO Mr.. clark
asking him to tea for the following
Sunday.
She waited impatiently for matinee
time on Saturday.
When A. G. Clark made his appear
ance Nina gasped. 1t was not the
Calvin Clark whom she knew, but one
compellingly different.
ooh! And I've invited him to tea.
Isn't that perfectly awfulT
Now while Nina realized that she
had plenty of time TO send message
TO this Mr.. Clark before Sunday morn
ing. she recognized no terrible sin in
not doing so.
On Sunday afternoon Nina dressed
a trife more becomingly than she
knew she would have TO for Calvin
Clark.
Her heart fiuttered trifle desper-
ately when she knew A. G. Clark had
dropped the copper knocker on her
door. If Nina was embarrassed with
her guilty conscience, she did not
| show II.
The good-looking young actor did,
however, glance a bit nervously into
Nina's brown eyes when she opened
the door.
Her start of surprise was well as
! sumed.
"Oh-hy' she bluffed naturally, "you
are not MY Mr.. Clark. 1 am so
sorry" she said, and cast a wonderful
glance into the actors eyes.
I'm sorry, too-very sorry" laughed
A. G.. Clark. I'll just came up to
tell YOU that I'm not YOUR Mr.. Clark, :"
he added, by way of prolonging the
interview. He remained standing near
the door, hoping, however, that ne
would not have to go right away.
81 have the kettle boiling and Eng
fish crumpets-all ready for tea," Nina
said boldly while inwardly she quaked
at her own temerity, "and no one to
eat them" With that she sent an
other glance into Mr.. Clark's eyes.
"If that's an invitation" laughed
Clark, 81 accept happily. 1 have been
desperately lonesome for someone 1us'
ike YOU" He colored as he realized
how flattering his speech seemed. y
mean" he added quickly, shat we &C
tors don't often meet honey girls
He had put down his hat and walking
stick and Nina motioned him to coy
seat beside her little tea wagon.
"You know" she said with brilliant
color flaming into her cheeks, shat
found out in plenty Of time to have
let you know that you were not MY
Mr.. Clark. II saw the farce yester
day and could have sent a message
81 say" he laughed, you're little
bit of all right as the Britons say
Most girls would have. bluffed thi'
thing out" He held out friendl!
hand. and Nina put her own in it.
"And most men would have bluffec
1t out. too. You could so easily have
thought you had met me- and all tina
old game" she told him.
While Consuming tea and toaste'
crumpets, the young actor and MINI
found much in common to interes
|, them. She even told him Of her dis
enlargement regarding some of he
stories.
Later they seemed to lack pep" sh
said, and a worried little line slante
between the brown eyes.
"If you let me look them over" n
suggested, perhaps 1 can dust Tn
pepper pot over them. Many time
two minds work better than one o.
: certain types of stories"
When finally the moment of partin
: came and Clark had Nina's promis
to Join him Wednesday for lunch Mn
said laughingly but with tremor l
her voice. Though you are not Nj
Mr.. Clark am very glad you came
And while he still held her hand an
would have liked to make the r.
tort that his heart suggested he r.
Trained and said instead:
"You couldn't be as glad as / am
:. you tried. And we're going to wor
: I'D those stories and get checks frol
all the editors and after that We
write sketches-I have heaps of idea
and need just you to help me-"
Nina blushed warmly. He was al
!. parently going to be HER Mr.. Clar
!. sooner or later.