The evening world. [volume] (New York, N.Y.) 1887-1931, 1920-09-08

protested Whiting. Haven't 1 ;ho
right TO admire you II l wish2"
surely" she answered. "and l ap-
preciate IL more than you Know. out
moment ago II sounded as though
you were going TO make love to me,
and shouldn't like that. II wouldn't
be right now, you see. You Know
nothing about me. and know as
much about you. SO, even ~ did'---
Then you admit the possibility OF
caring?" demanded Whiting eagerly.
Miss Bryant smiled.
Now we must stop right here sho
said, "or perfectly good evening
might be spoiled. Wen just walt and
see how matters turn out. You may
find you feel differently when you
II know enough now" insisted
whiting. Il knOw that you are a
perfectly won"--
That's ALL" warned the girl, sha4<-
ing her finger in light reproof.
"But you will give me the chance
TO know you better?' he asked.
"Ot course. Why nOt?" she asked
naively. Il just meant that we must
stop the meetings during work hours,
l SEQ no reason why we Shouldn't
meet afterwards-that is, II you care
to see mo then"
If l care"--exploded Whiting.
Aren't these sweetbreads de-
licious?" suggested the girl, smiling.
''Sweetbreads?' Whiting looked
blankly Mt the half-eaten dish. II
didn't realize had been eating
them" He began to grin, and as he
saw her smile again and blush glrh-
ishly, he replied with happiness, Yes
they arc and 30 Is everything else
tonight"
After the theatre whiting pondered
the advisability of telling Miss Bry-
ant that he knew who she really was
and where she lived. He decided
that after all It would not be din
Greet and, instead, tried to make her
confess.
Now" he said gayly. as they left
the theatre, "we'll take a taxi home"
= Reckless boy" she chided. "Well
take crosstown car to the Grand
Central and then you must leave
me-"
why can't 1 take you homer" he
insisted. m
Because I prefer to go alone" she
said gently.
May 1 ask where you llve7 I've
known you almost three months and
you haven't told me the slightest
thing about yourself"
You said tonight you didn't care
| to know" she reminded, her eyes
sparkling with mischief. Anyway.
I'd rather you didn't ask me. Some
I day l may tell you all about II, and
then you may wish you had never
known me-"
Perhaps that is true" agreed
Whiting ruefully, for he had often
wondered what would happen when
she admitted her Identity. II mean"
he added hastily, chat
Never mind what you mean
Here's our car"
When they reached the terminal,
| Whiting once more asked to be her
| further escort. She shook her head,
mot tonight" she repeated.
| You are a very mysterious young
lady" smiled the reporter. and he
could not resist the desire to add,
zone might almost think you were
an Jheiress or a, princess incognito."
The girl regarded him QulEzicaIly.
''Who knows7" she asked. but
thanks so much for the delightful
evening, and, Mr.. Bill whiting, l
find you a most enjoyable, though
somewhat foolish, young person."
May 1 came tomorrow at ST. he
asked.
Tomorrow at g." she corrected.
Good night"
i Good night, fairy princess"
Il As Whiting came from the sta
ton. into which he had gone to buy
paper. he saw the girl entering q
taxicab. He darted behind a pillar
until the car rounded the corner