The Washington times., 1921-03-31
BY Kathleen Norris.
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Rachelso ~Sister," and Other
Celebrated stories.
ExT HEREr said Mrs. Page,
savagely blotting 1t and
sticking 1t into It's en-
velope with a jerk, 'it's $25. and
tho chaperon is fifteen. for the
three dances. And PROMISE me,
Pat, promise me that this matter
cf poor little Janet's engage
you may depend upon It! Alb
solutely squelched!" Patricia an
swered blithely. "And Beatrice is
really an interesting creature, Lou |;
you're $50 clever about liking peo-
pie who are out of the ordinary"
sic added adroitly. "tnat l expect
you really to enjoy herr
The whole thing makes me
sick!'. said the other woman Bit
terly, but in slightly Modified
tone, this Entire Nous. / mean!
1t gets more and more of bur-
den every year; declare I'm 60
ing to get out of 1t next year, and
somebody else can manage 1t!
You're welcome, Pat, and I'm sure
I'm extremely grateful to you for
letting me know about this.
Don't say word to any one, I
shan't even let Anthony know.
Ask Mrs. Bishop to come up, Wag-
goner," she added resentfully to
the butler, as she presented a
flushed cheek for Patricias good
by kiss. and returned with a sigh
to the business in hand.
Patricia went out into the cold
ha h
dancing. Two unusual roses bloom
ed in her cheeks. She walked
quickly out of the quiet, old-fash-
ioned street, and turned toward the
river.f
Here, at the foot of Lafayette
avenue, in the new shore-front dis
trict, was the magnificent brown
stone residence of another, aunt,
Mrs. Throckmorton. This handsome
and imposing lady was in the music
room, trying certain simple. popular
airs on the piano, with large, white,
unaccustomed hands.
Pat dear-you nice child. You're
exactly the person I>need. Sit down
here at the piano and try these for
me-" asid Mrs. Throckmorton. You
see, it's for the kermess. These are
really naughty music hall airs, Sid
ney tells me, but. of course. the chill
dren won't know that! There are
four numbers, and / want you to
write the words, like a dear"
Translate them; you mean!
Patricia amended, in her sweeI.
bored voice, as her hands readily
evoked the melodies
my dear-translate them! Sid
ney says they're simply frightful!"
I'M Yvtf
aren't they dainty? No, you take
them, Pat, and make up any words
little digs at the. people present
would be good. This is the chill
dreil's number. You've lots of time
now, haven't you? Or. are you
cataloguing the Palmer booksT
I'm up there every day." Patricia
answered indirectly. as she firmly
wrote Little Girls Song on a sheet
of music And by the way, Annie,
she added presently, Il want you to
let Beatrice Palmer into the Coun-
trywoman's."
''The club?" Mrs. Throckmorton
looked amused and surprised
~what do you want me to do that
forT'
"Well, she's a nice girl, and she
doesn't know many of the Others
SHE CAN'T SEE 1T.
Exactly" Mrs Throckmorton
conceded briskly. "She doesn't
know any of the others! But have
nothing to do with the member
ship, dear" she added seriously.
I'm a member of all the commit
tees, as president. but l have only
one vote They decide everything
Of that sort in the committee. Be-
sides, there's waiting list
"Oh, you could manage the wait
ing list!" Patricia, who knew tho
ways of committees, answered
easily. "You see." she went On.
Tin there at the Palmers all day,
and the fact that she wants this
membership. and that she knows
my aunt Is president, is-well. it's
. trifie awkward, Annie"
II don't see that it's awkward At
ALL" her aunt answered superbly.
your work is one thing" she added
warmly, "and the ridiculous social
ambitions Of the Palmers are quite
another! I should simply tell her
that did not propose to confuse
the two!~