The Fayette falcon. (Somerville, Tenn.) 190?-current, 1918-04-19

silk-stoekinged feet At M4 small col
crate. FAN had come, and there wal
a sharp nip to the air.
swell, what do you think Of Il a,
far as you've gomez" he asked alb.
ruptly.
Il think It's fine" she candldly ad.
mitted. I'm enjoying myself. like
1t. Don't your"
"As a diversion" ne observed
thoughtfully, II don't mind It. These
people are all very affable and pleas
ant, and they've rather gone out OF
their way to entertain us. But, after
all, what the dickens does It amount
TOT They spend their whole life run.
ming In useless circles. / should think
they'd get sick Of 1t. You WILL"
Hardly, Blum" she smiled. "Wers
merely making up for two years OF ESQ.
iation. l think we must be remarkable
people that we didn't fight IKE cats
and dogs. For eighteen months, you
know, there wasn't a soul to talk to,
and not much to think about except
what You could do If you were some
place else"
You're acquiring the atmosphere"
he remarked - ~sardenically, shs
thought.
mo; just enjoying myself" she TO
piled lightly.
"Well, If you really are" he az.
swered slowly, I'VE may as we'll settle
here for the winter-and get settled
right away. I'm rather weary of being
a guest in another mans house, to tell
you the truth"
why, I'd love to stay here all win.
ter" she said. "But l thought .pu in-
tended to knock around more or less"
But don't you see, you don't partie.
ularly care TO-" he pointed out; "and
1t would spoil the fun Of going any
place for me IL you were not interest.
ed. And when 1t comes to a show.
down Tn not aching to be a bird OF
passage. One city is pretty much like
another to me. Wen take a run over
to New York. l want to get some
books and things. Then wen come
back here and get a house or a fat,
tell you right now" he laughed not
u~npleasantly, SIN not going to renig
on this society game. You can play II
as hard as you like, until spring. I'll
be there with bells on when It comes
to a dance. And I'll go to a show
when a good play comes along. But l
won't mix up with a lot Of silly women
and equally silly she-men, any more
than is absolutely necessary"
"Why, Bill" she exclaimed aghast.
swell, amt 1t SOL" he defended la
lilly. There's Kitty Brooks-she has
certainly got intelligence above the av-
erage. That Lorimer girl has brains
superimposed on her artistic tempera-
ment, and she uses 'em to advantage
Practically all the rest that I've met
are Intellectual nonentities-strong on
looks and clothes and amusing them.
selves, and that lets them out. Shucks,
there isn't a real mar in the lot. May.
be TIL run across some people who
don't take a two-by-four view Of life
II l stay around here long enough, but
1t hasn't happened to me yet. l must
say that the habitual conversation Of
these people gives me a pain. That
platltudlnous discussion of the play to
night, for instance"
'sThat was droll." Hazel chuckled al
the recollection, and she recalled the
weary look that had once or twice
fitted over Bits face during that
after-theater supper.
Bill snorted.
"Droll. Perhaps" he said. "Bla.
tant ignorance, coupled with a desire
to appear the possessor of culture, Is
sometimes amusing. But as a general
thing 1t simply ir~ritates."
"You're hard to please" she replied.
He shrugged his shoulders and re-
NAMED silent.
SWELL" he said presently. "we'l take
that jaunt to New York day after to
morrow"
He was still sitting by the window
when Hazel was ready to go to bed
She came back into the room 10 1
trailing silk klmono, and, stealing