Evening star., 1919-12-21

rather do Are you on, Peaches
sensible little queen like you
knows which side her bread is
buttered on. There amt nothing i want
more than to see you all bundled up in
fur coat with-headlights in your lit
tie bits pink ears"
"You-- What kind Of girl do
you think l am? Take me home
take me What kind of girl
do you think ] ann"
He leaned toward her with a quick
readjustment of tone.
"Just what ] said, Peachy What
meant was I'd marry you tonight If
we could get a license, I'd just kid
nap you tonight if--if we could get
one"
"you--you didn't mean that"
Sure j did. Peachy. Say, with
little girl of my own I amt one of
them guys that you think Lam. Amt
You ashamed of yourself Peachy-
now amt you?"
The color flowed back into her face
and her lips parted.
"Jerry-- Only girl like mes
GOT 10 be care1ul-tnat was All
meant, Jerry. jerry"
He scooped her i'm his short arms
and kissed her lips with her small
face crumpled up against his shoul-
der, and she lay quiescent enough in
his embrace. Wind sang in her ears
as they rushed swiftly and surely
along the oiled road, but the two
ipC
coat lapels did not relax.
Jaw. now, Peachy. you mustn't treat
n fellow cold no more. Amt ] going
TO marry you? Amt l going to set
you up right in my house out in
Newton Heights? Amt l going to
give you a swell ten-room house?
Amt you going to live right in the
house with my girl. and amt she go
ing to have you for little step
mother?'
GERRY, the-the little girl. ! Won
der IL she wants.
"Sure she does Her mother gets
her every other month. I'd let her
go for good if you don't want her.
except it would do her mother too
much good. The courts give her to me
every other month and I'll have her
down to the last minute OF the last
hour or bust"
Jerry"
That's what / gotta keep up the
house out there for. Tho court says
gotta give her home. and thats why
want a little queen like you III H.
Cad! Won't her mother throw a red
headed At when she sees the ll'''e
queen I picked? Gad?'
"Oh, Jerry. her your first wife ana
all, Won't it seem funny my going IN
her house and-and living with her
kid"
CHAPTER ~.
Funny nothing. Cloonan won't
think it's funny when ! tell her she
finished running my house Tor me.
Funny nothing. Tomorrow suhoaS
and I'm going to take 70" out IN the
afternoon and show you the place anu
Monday. instead of going to your par
gain bin, we're going down Tor a
license, and YOU. kiss the old haS
goodbye for ME, too. Eth, how that
for one days work."
"Gee! and-and-Mondayt the spring
opening and me not there Jerry! Il
can't ret over me being lady in my
own house. Me! Me that hates ueli-
ness and ugly clothes and ugly liv-
ing SO. Me that hates street cars and
always even hated boat excursions
cause they was poor folks pleasures.
Me . lady in my own house. on
Jerry!"
She quivered in his arms and he
kissed her again with his moist lips
pressed nat against hers.
'rren rooms, Peachy---thats the way
] do things"
They were curving up gravel way,
and through the lacy foliage OF spring
lights steamed. and there came ther
moter strains OF syncopated music.
She sat up and brushed back ber
hair.
rs this the place?
"Right-o! Now, for that steak
smothered in mushrooms. and. CAD! /
could manage a sweetbread salad on
the side II you ask ed me right hard"
They drew up in the hood-lisht OF
the entrance.
"Ain't l told YOU not to open tho