The Washington herald. [volume] (Washington, D.C.) 1906-1939, 1921-12-26
co~s,ssed from Yesterday.


AN except young Barsto~e. Vic's
been IN Calhornfs- ever since l met
you Hes great boy"
'svic Barstowe," replied Jeanne,
wrinkiinr her brow. The name
sounds familiar
Dare say it does" smiled Candy
Erimly. sole heir to the Barstowe
millions. Old Phil Barstows GER
tafnly knew how to salt it away"
Jeanne was instantly alert, but
she hid IL under an air of languid
Indifference.
How Interesting" she drawlsd.
svies q darned nice chap" Candy
waas-ou. 'ptstingui shed himself In
ths-world war all right And hand
some ~ a young god. Women are
crazy about him. 49,.
- A Droll4 Gaaraian.
sHow -amusing.P- murmured Je-
anae.- II dare say he's fearfully
spoiled" =,
CANDY shook his head.
Funny thing, but he's not. Guess
there's enough of old Phil In him
not to have his head turned by a
lot OF people who fawn at the feet
of money. -
Jeanne flushed but said nothing.
LIN fond OF the lad" Candy went
on. Try to keep an eye on him
and. all. that sort Of thing The old
man doesn't understand that Vic
has young, red blood in his veins.
Put a tight rein on him and he'll
bolt surep.
jeanne looked up from under de-
mure lashes.
Are you a good influence for
reckless young menu"
Candy laughed spontaneously.
You're an impertinent little
devil! Yes, 1 claim I'm the best
possible influence. I've been through
the mill myself. l can help them
when they get into deep water"
''But ] suppose 1t never occurred
to you. TO warn them against tho
deep watsr?''
Lord" he scrutinized her
smusedly. Not moralizing, are
your s-'.s
Jeanne caught herself up quickly.
".'sH sfdly :" sAAe latrKhed. lightly. II
word!"
Thought So" he grunted. IT
you were a moralist, you wouldn't
lips like that and a body"
His glance swept down her slim
figure, clad in its shesth-like black,
and instinctively Jeanne drew her
wrap closer until she was en-
veloped in It's folds.
The lfootman was holding open
the door OF the limousine.
Jeanne one foot raised to the
Illuminated step, looked up to en-
counter the bright-eye gaze of .
girl who was already seated in the
car.
Miss Dare. this is Mrs. PaAin-
son." Candy made the introduction
as he climbed into the car after
Jeanne. "Adele's the old friend 1
was speaking Of"
The two girls smiled and touched
sloved hnser-tips. The ymeasured
each other AFTER the careful manner
of anita gonfsts. '----
"A little too much rouge was
Jeanne's mental comment, and
those earrings aren't right for the
Oriental touch she's aiming at"
Surrendered what Mrs. .Parkin-
son was thinkfng.. From the slight
ly bewifdered glance she directed
at Candy. Jeanne knew that she
was not just what Mrs. Parkinson
had expected.
Have you been in New York
long, Miss Dare?" the other girl
asked with polite interest.
Not very" answered Jeanne
vaguely.
Miss Dare Is a recent acquaint-
sncel of mine" volunteered Candy.
Il was putting Up at the hotel here
while my apartment was being done
over this fall We both got dragged
into some charity affair. Jeanne
vas selling roses at SO apiece. I'll
bet you sold q couple OF hundred"
he chuckled, turning to Jeanne.
You bought a dozen yourself"
she laughed.
Dick Is always interested in
charities-promoted by pretty
girl" declared Mrs. Parkinson. Il
remember once"
BY the way" interrupted Candy.
did Itch you that Vic Bar.towe is
one Of my guests tonight? You re-
member Vic. don't your"
But of course" Mrs. Parkin-
son cried. II met him in Paris Just
after the armistice was signed. We
NANAEh ~ OuS Vi IuOSe ucllClOuSly
naughty restaurants in the Mont
rnartrs. Do tell me-is he married
YETI
5esnhe almost held her. breath for
the reply. II was a question she
had been feverish to put
Not Wei" laughed Candy. Hes
hrtdle-wise- 1tn take a super
clever woman to capture him."
anl
set him when he isnt on his guard, :"
shifted Mrs. Parkinson. Men get
careless after awhile"
Fics not giving much time to
girls these days. He's got some
crazy idea about being a business
maa. Seems to be nursing along a
new corporation or something.
Funny fad for yongster with all
the Barstowe money behind him"
Preliminary skiFniskss.
He'll have to give that up and
begin = the business OF signing
cheques once some girl lands him. :"
prophesied Mrs Parkinson. I'D
rather like chance at, the Bar
stowe millions myself
Not thinking of marrying again,
AdeleT'=---
She nodded. The jewelled bandeau
scrosS her forehead sent forth tiny
Jets OF nre.
Why not? Surely I've mourped
poor dear Jim long enough"
Candy flicked his cigar ash out
Of the car window.
Any particular chap in mind?"
NoTnot yet" she turned to
JeSnne vho. though alert to the
conversatidn. was affectInr ind,f-