The Washington times., 1920-09-06
The Restless Sex
A Romantic Film Drama With
MARION DA VIES
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By Robert w. Chambers.
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1T killed spontanelty. any gaiety
Of heart. any incentive in Verne. IL
embittered him. aged him, st<angled
him. Look at his work today!
Nothing remains except the mech
snicar technique. Look at the man.
Dead in his bathroom. Don't talk
TO me about women.
"Why didn't he divorce her IL he
knew of all this she was doingT
MAGAZINE COVERS MISSED HIM.
"He had a little girl TO think Of.
After all, Verne had lived his life.
Better snun IL out that way and
leave the child in decent Ignorance
OF family dissension. Ana
, that was the matter with Clarence
Verne, Cleland. And j tell you that
into the heart of every man who
has been fool enough to marry. some
canker Is eating it's way. There Is
not one woman In a million with
mind enough and humanity enough
to keep her husbands love-not one
who knows enough TO
Let him alone
And he'll come home
Not one with the brains, mental re-
sources, wisdom to mate without
becoming a parasite. And still. all
over the world the asses are sol
emnly asking each other. rs mar
riage a failure?' Bah! The world
makes me very sick"
They went to Verne's funeral a
few days later. The widow was
very pretty in her dep mourning.
Her little girl was with her.
But the AFFAIR was not even a
nine-days' gossip in the artists
world. Verne had stalked visit
fully among them for few years,
but had never been of them since his
marriage: He had lived at home In
one OF the fashionable quarters. al
though his studio-aDd his heart
were in Chelsea.
SO his well-known magazine
covers were missed more than he
was. and people soon ceased dis
.cussing him and his fate; and in a
month nobody remembered whether
it had been done with razor or a
revolver. And very few cared.
As for Cleland. he had never
known Verne well, and the damna-
tion of his taking OF affected him
only specifically. Besides, busy
men have little time to bother
about death; and Cleland was now
extremely busy with his novel.
which began to take definite shape
and proportion under unremitting
labor.
STEPHANIE ALWAYS IN HIGH
SPIRITS.
He now saw Stephanie much as
usual: and the girl did not seem
seriously changed toward him in
behavior. Her spirits appeared to
be high always; she seemed to be alr
ways doing something interesting
and delightful, dining out, ga@Hig to
theaters-though the cPSice was
now limited, as many were already
closed for the spyimer-motoring
outto the count5, taking her danc<
ing aff draYatic lessons, entertain
ing in hs~studio.
, 1t is true that he seldom or never
saw Stephanic alone now, but that
seemed accidental, because he really
had been absorbed in his work and
she was usually out somewhere or
other during the day. But she ap-
peared to be cordial to him-just as
full of gay malice and light banter
as ever-full Of undisguised inter-
est in the progress of his work and
delighted with his promise to let
her read the manuscript when 1t
Z was typed and before he submitted
it to any publisher.
So all semed to go serenely be-
tween them; he resolutely told him
self that he had given her up; she
did not appear to be aware of any
,lt in, q
diality toward her apparently
issed nothing in his attitude that
might once have been to her sig
nificant of any deeper feeling.
Yet, once or twice, when a gay
company filled her studio, amid the
chatter and. music and move
ment of dancers, he became
aware of her level. gray eyes
gravely intent, on him--but al
ways the gravity he surprised in
them turned to quick, frank smile
hen his gaze encountered hers,
and she always made him some
pretty signal of recognition across
the animated scene.
AS for Helen, he always got on
delightfully."- with that charming
and capable girl. There was some
thing very engaging about her.
she was so lonesome, so energetic,
so busy, so agreeable to look at.
NUMBERED INTO COURTYARD.
He had acquired a habit of drop
ping in on his way out to lunch to
watch her working on the sketches
and studies for Aspirations" but
Jne day she forgot to warn him
and he blundered into the courtyard
where, on white circus-horse, a
lovely, slender. but rather startling
figure hid its face in it's hands and
desperately attempted to make IA
garment of its loosencd hair, while
an elderly female holding tho
horses head cried "Shoo" and Helen
tustled him out. n little perturbed
and intensely amused.
II ought to have told you," she
said. II wouldn't mind, but even
professional models object to any
body except, occasionally, another
artist"
I'm sorry" he said. please tell