Evening public ledger. [volume] (Philadelphia [Pa.]) 1914-1942, 1920-06-08
CHAPTER XVIII

The next morning at II o'clock che
| met Dwight in his studio. and in a brisk.
pleasant bustnesslike way she began TO
tell him of her voice--what singing she
had done at home and how she had al
ways meant to take lessons when she
should come to New York to live.
TO find out how much of a voice
really have. you know" she said Her
manner was more affabe now. But my
husband and my baby have kept me
rather busy, you see. and so rye put II
or and off-until just lately ! began to
then by good luck learned OF YOU
from my husbands partner"
vo,, 9oure 70 Joe Lanier's wife. aren't
His second" she said with emphasis.
Yes, his eyes do twinkle, and he seems
to be quite nice. He isn't so excessively
fat and he has A big wide generous
mouth. and I like his eyes But he
thinks my coming like this a bit queer.
and he's wondering what's behind it,"
She drowned her excitement and went
on in the same resoluts tone she had
used with such success on Nourse,
No personal conversation just yet she
would show him she meant business
And 70 she stuck to the lessons
ipIouli take me as pupil" she
said, I'D like to begin Immediately"
He went to the piano. and there his man
ner had soon changed From genial and
curious it grew Interested. He spoke
rather sharply. asking her 10 do this
and that, and she felt as though she were
being probed You have a voice" he
said, at the end Not a world shaker
he added, smiling, but one that inter.
ests me lot" She beamed on him.
You'll take me, then?"
"oh. that's nice" They decided on the
time for her lessons. Then she glanced
at her wrist watch. viii you see II ny
car Is waiting?" she asked. IT had him
take the nurse and baby up to the para
think" But as Dwight went to the tele
phone, she added exctedly TO herself.
Now II that idiot OF chauffeur Is as
late as told him to be. you and I will
1T isn't here yet" he informed her.
m "Oh. I'm 50 sorry. I'll have to wailS.'
She smiled and held out her hand to him,
viii you send the chauffeur home"
1T You like" he replied good'humor-
edly. But I'd rather you'd wait here
II you have nothing pressing" And IA
she hesitated, ITS not only your voice
you kno%-l used to be quite a friend
"oh, yes, ! remember his telling ine
Over in Paris, wasn't it?"
Soon they were talking easily. Dwight
had lit cigarette. and Ethel couiu re.
| unconscious.
I've wanted to go to Paris all m,
life" she told him, How long is II
since you left?"
only a year" She looked at him.
rs there n Paris in New York;"
I'm not sure yet--I'm new, you see,
so am l." she confded frankly. And
at that he gave her swift glance whicr
made Ethel add to herself, Yes n'
could be very personal"
She asked him what he had found ir
| New York as a contrast. coming from
abroad. She spoke of the high buiidins'
here. and from that she passed quite
naturally to her husbands business,
1T isn't the work I'd like for him
she said with q regretful sigh. "Joe Is
getting to be like all the rest--he's MAX
ing too much money" She waited 4
! moment and added. II shoIld 80 like
him to be as he was when you knew
him"
"I'll be curious to see how he has
changed. You must let me see him,
Dwight replied.
why, yes, Of course" @
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