Evening star., 1920-01-11

can't spend my money Tor
me. What you bet get 10
per cent OFF for cash? Subway at seven.
I'll be there"
II may be a bit late, Cert. She
amt SO strong yet and after last
night I don't want to get her nerv-
ous."
II told you shed be sore at me for
taking you to the Ritz ball last
night. and God knows 1t wasn't no
pleasure in my life to go model hunt
ing with you, when might have been
joyriding with my friend from Car
son City"
ITS just because she amt herself
yet. I'm off, Cert. Till seven in the
subway
"Yes, till seven"
When Mr.. Alphonse Nicholson un-
locked the door of his second-hoor'
five-room apartment a lamp softly
burning through a yellow silk lamp
shade met him with the soft radiance
of home. Beside the door he d.
vested himself Of his rain spotted
macintosh, inserted his dripping
umbrella in tall china stand. shook
a little rivulet from his hat and
hung it on pair Of wall antlers.
THAT you. Phonzie?"
"Yes. hon. it's me-"
''Sh-h-h-h"
He tiptoed down the aisle OF hall.
way and into the soft-lighted front
room. From a mound of pillows and
sleepy from their LUXURY Miilie Moores
rose to his approach. her forefinger
placed across her lips and pale mist
OF chiffon falling backward from her
arms. tA
What q masseuse is Lovet The
lines had faded from Miles face and
: In their place the grace Of tender
ness and roundness where the chin
had softened. Years had folded back
like petals, revealing the heart and
the unwithered bosom of her.
He kissed her, pressing the finger
Of warning closer against her lips,
and she patted a place for him on
the Mexican afghan beside her.
"Phonzien'
'How you feelin'. hon?"
Strong! II 1t amt raining tomor-
row I'm going to take him out If
have to carry him in my arms. Say.
wouldn't like to feel myself rolling
him in one Of them white-enamel,
glass-top things like Van Ness has
for her last one. Ida May tried three
places to get one for u.s."
"They're made special"
"All my life I've wanted to feel my
self wheeling him. Phonxie. I used to
dream myself doing 1t in the old place
down on 23d street, when I used to
sit at the sewing table from until s.
Gee! I--honest. just can't walt to
see II the sun is shining tomorrow"
He kissed her again on the back
of each finger and she let her hand,
pale and rather inert. rest on his hair.
! els my boy hungry for his dindin?"
Gee. yes! The noon appointments
came SO thick I had to SEM Eddie
out to bring me bite"
'What kind Of dayT'
Everything smooth but ths -
signing room. Cert done her best
but they don't take hold without
>you., hon. They, can't even get in
. their heads that gold charmeuse idea
Gcrt and swiped at the Ritz last
night
ibid you tell them I'll be back on the
Job next week. Phonzie?"
Nothing doing. You're going to
stay right here. snug in your rug,
another two weeks"
'Rave on. hon. but I got the nurse
engaged for Monday. How's the Van
Norder wedding dress coming?"
"Great! That box train you drew
UP will float down the aisle after her
like white cobweb. It's a knock
out"
Say. won't be glad to get back in
harness.
"You got to take 1t slow. Mil"
A bell tinkled. In the frame of
double doorway seventeen-year-o -old
maid drew back the portieres on
brass rings that grated. In the room
adjoining and beneath q lighted dome
OF colored glass q table lay spread,
two uncovered dishes exuding fra
. grant spirals Of steam.
Supper! Say. amt 1t great to have
you back at the table again. Milg'
'Oh. I don't know. the way-the
way you went hiking OF last night
TOTO a ball"