The Washington herald. [volume] (Washington, D.C.) 1906-1939, 1921-12-26

love with me and would never
marry any other girl. My first fell
low has come back to me. l love
him more than the other, but the
other fellow is continually running
an eligible husband. The rich men
don't want to marry and the others
can't afford to-" .--- .-.
Must one always be accused OF
misunderstanding when one Is a
spinster? Jeanne enauired. Lam
guidly.
well" conceded Mrs. Parkinson,
there is no other sport which in
terests women quite so thoroughly"
Really" Jeanne was borediy po-
lite. IT have many other interests"
Jeanne is a mystery" volun-
teered Candy. "She dawued upon
our jaded horizon like a brilliant
new planet. We know neither
whence she came nor where she
goes" he added jestingly.
Mrs. Parkinson turned her bright
gaze upon Jeanne with unconcealed
interest.
81 admire you" she said frankly.
TT takes a lot to pique the interest
Of these bored, blase men-about-
town"
Here! Herei Who are you call
mock indignation. TIL have to re-
mind you that I'm a Woodworking
business man"
Mrs Parkinson shifted.
Hard working! Reading the
stock ticker in a nice club lounge.
Jeanne turned interested eyes
upon Candy.
ION, are you a stock -broker'
never knew that"
Mrs Parkinson shrieked softly.
rs It possible that you've known
Dick-how long is it-and didn't
know where he made his money"
Candy frowned.
Jeanne hasn't acquired the New
York habit of looking up the f1nan-
cial rating of every man she meets
like the girls in your set, Adele"
But what carelessness." muir
INJURED Mrs. Parkinson, unabashed.
why, unless you know at what
figures a mans income is quoted,
how can you know whether to order
terrapin or a chop when he takes
you to dine?"
Jeanne's Advantage.
Jeanne made no reply to this
sally. She was feeling her ground
carefully. 1t hadn't been easy to
make the transition from iowa to
New York. from Aunt Emily's
frowsy dining room to the Crystal
Room at the Ritz, and make it con-
,vincingly.
She was still in the stage when a
false move might ruin the whole
structure, she had so carefully
erected.
Her native shrewdness had told
her that uneeasing but unobtrusive
observation of the life and people
eddying about her, was her best
card She therefore had adopted a
reserve, an unexpected habit of
silence. which to her secret amuse-
ment, passed as mysterious" Re-
peatedly. she was being told that
she was "sphinx-like, inscrytable,
intriguing"
In gathering of shrlll-voiced
flappers,. she was a beautiful exotic
figure, restful to eye and ear. mys-
FERROUS. systematically smiling, as II
she looked upon some pleasing
scene invisible to the others about
her.
II they had but known, she was
comparing the brilliant environ
ment in which she paraded like a
bird Of paradise with the drab little
town where she had been the
brownest of the little brown wrens.
No lit
son was exclaiming as the car drew
up to the hotel entrance. ut is q
regular home to see II
again. The London Carlton hasn't
the same atmosphere at all. OF
course you've been over Miss
Dare7" -..
Jeanne was educated in a French
convent" put in Candy, as the foot
man flung open the door.
Jeanne was thankful to have the
sprightly Widows attention d.
verted She didn't care to talk too
long with someone who had actual
ly travelled in Europe.
There are the Maitlands,
grunted Candy, reaching out a hand
to assist Jeanne. First time I ever
knew them to come on time to one
Of my dinners. How are your
He directed a vague gesture OF
welcome toward a couple emerging
from another car
HUH They've got Barstowe
with them. 10, Vic"
Jeanne turned quickly, unable to
hide her interest.
Her heart was beating sufrocat-
ingly with excitement.
She had scented her game,
Would she have the cleverness to
bag 1t?
Young Barstowe was presented to
Jeanne as she stood under the Ritz
porte cochere.
She gave him her slim, gloved
hngertips. smiling a greeting with
out words.
Subconsciously she was glad that
she had needed no rouge when she
noted what the brilliant lights did
to Adele Parkinson. who fell upon
Barstowe with a delighted cry.
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