The Washington times., 1920-10-07
The Restless Sex
A Romantic Film Drama WIN
MARION DA VIES
BY Robert w. Ohambsra
BY Robert w. Ohambera

what 10 a dogs LITER inouirs1
Helm crisply.
Marriage. dear child"
"Oh. DO you view IL that wayr'
"ICdos's But we dogs were In
vented for IL. After ali. suppose
we prefer to live our dogs lives To
any other-we human Fidos-"
Phil! You never before gave me
any reason to believe you a cy<cal
materislisI And you have been
very unjust and disAxreeable To
me. Do you know itr'
I'm tired OF running at your
heels, 1 supposesss A dog knows
when he's weicomesss After a
while the lack of mutual sympathy
gets on his nerves. and he strays
by the roadsidesss And sometimes.
II lonely. the owner OF another /Air
OF heels viii look behind her and
find him padding Along''' That's
the life of the dog. HeIen--with ex-
ceptions like that cur OF Bill Sykes.
But the great majority Of pups
won't stay whore they're lonely for
such love as they offer. For
your dog must have bove.... The
love of the human god he worships.
Or OF some other god"
He laughed lightly:
And /, who worship q goddess
for her divine genius and her love
liness-I have trotted at her heels a
long. long time. Helen. and I'm just
beginning TO understand. in my dogs
heart. that my divinity does not want
me-"
II do want your"
mo. you don't. You haven't
enough emotion In you to want any
body. You're too complete. too
self-satished. too intellectual. too
clever to understand a hearts de-
sire-the swift. unselfish, un-
feigned. uncalculated passion that
makes us human There's nothing
to you but intellect and beauty.
And I'm fed up!'
The girl rose, flushed and dis
concerted by his brutality. Gray
son got up, bland, imperturable, ac-
cepting her departure pleasantly.
She meant to go back all alone
down the hillside: that was evident
in her manner. in her furious calm
ness, in her ignoring the tiny hand
kerchief which he recovered from
the moss and presented.
TOO ANGRY TO SPEAK.
She was far too angry to speak.
He stood under the trees and watch
ed her as she descended the hillside
toward the house, just visible be-
low.
Down she went through the heat
ed wild grass and ferns. stepping
daintily over gulleys. avoiding Jut-
ting rocks. down, ever down hill
receding farther and farther from
his view until. a long way below
him, he saw her halt. a tiny, dis
tsnt figure thinning white and mo-
tionless in the sun.
He waited for her to move on
again out Of sight. She did not.
After a long while he saw her
lift one arm and beckon him.
Am a Fido?" he asked him
self Damn u, believe am"
And he started leisurely down hill,
When he Joined her where she
stood waiting. her brown eyes
avoided his glance and the color in
her cheeks grew brighter.
'Tf you believe" she said. shat
my mind controls my heart why
don't you make II an intellectual
argument with me? Why not ap-
peal to my reason? Because Il
am intelligent enough to be open
to conviction---if your logic proves
sounder than-minc."
IL can't make love to you logical
ly. Love doesn't admit Of It,"
Love Is logical-or It's piffleV
81 don't know how to make in
tellectual love-
(Ts BE ContinueA Tensrrow.)
,(Copyright. 1917. 1918, BY the Intsrnationa,
Magazine Company