The Washington herald., 1921-12-27
Continued from Yesterday.


h Continued from Yesterday.
''vicl Ny old pail What a
gorgeous sa-prise.'
Candy tucked Jeanne's arm
through Lis and drew her through
the hotel entrance. leaving Bar
stowe TO escort the chatterins
young widow.
Jeanne retained a confused i'm
preston of dark hair waving grace
fully back from a high tanned fore
hsad. of brilliant, mischievous grey
eyes and q nice chin relieved by a
deep cleft He had a pleasing voice
too. and his smile was contagious.
The rest Of Canby's guests were
waiting with an air of well-bred
but weary patience in the lobby.
They greeted him indulgently and
Jeanne with flattering enthusiasm.
The mems glances were frankly ad-
niring: the women's carefully cal
culsting. each one surreptitously
taking note OF the fsultless lines OF
her dinner gown.
"well look who's here!" drawled
one OF them, as Barstowe APP
preached with Mrs. Parkinson
clinging to his arm. Two returned
wanderers! Adele Parkinson as !
live! And with Vic Barstowe. Of all
people!v
The welcome accorded the two
travellers was shrilly. enthusiastic.
one girl. whom Candy had pre-
ssnted to Jeanne as a Miss Day
ton" surveyed the vivacious widow
with distinct disapprobstion.
If she were a dowager she would
be turning a lorgnette oSpoor Mrs.
Parkinson thought Jeanne. Il
wonder IL she likes Barstowe?"
The girl caught Jeanne's inter-
ssted glance and smiled slightly.
she had an aristocratic, rather than
. pretty face. but her eyes and
mouth showed petulance.
Tent she a chatterbox?' she
murmursd. making a gesture to-
ward the widow. Whenever
listen to her 1 understand why a
sideshow uses a ballyhoo to attrect
attention"
'Ummi Jealous" was Jeanne's
mental comment
PerpIexed.
She had had no warning of Miss
Dayton's presence among Canby's
guests. but straightway she re-
solved to be exceedingly nice to the
sulky-eyed girl 1t was not In
Jeanne's scheme of things to an
tzxonize any women. They were
too dangerous enemies!
At dinner, she sat at Canby's
right. Victor Barstowe was next
to her and beside him was seated
the Dayton girl.
That caused Jeanne a moment OF
perplexity. Was there some unan-
nounced understanding between
those two, or was 1t a mere chance
that had directed Candy in arrang-
ing his guests
WELL Vic. it's good to see you
sgainlT declared Candy over the
hors d'ouevre. Have a good time
out westr
Busy time" replied Barstowe.
"Yes knew I was working for q
living. didn't your
A general laugh greeted this.
you don't mean to imply that II
was business took you West just
at the beginning of the season.
demanded another man. 81 heard
It was a girl"
Barstowe laughed and shook hi,
head.
why go far afield when there
are so many peaches right here?
his brilliant laughing glance swept
the table.
Jeanne noted. from under her de.
nurely- lowered lids. that it cams
to rest upon her.
That's not nice" declared Mrs,
Parkinson. I'VE don't all hail from
Manhattan. Most of US drifted here
from somewhere else"
That's so. Adele. you're a regu-
lar foreigner. aren't your" said Bar
stowe. TT was Paris originally,
wasn't it,'
Paris, Indiana"
Jeanne caught the remark Miss
Dayton murmured into Barstowe's
IT was impossible to, restrain a
smile.
Barstowe, his eyes returning TO
her as they had been doing ever
since he had met her. grinned in
sympathy.
The feminine .touchr" he muir
INJURED.
we all have It," agreed Jeanne.
He turned to look squarely at
her.
You don't look as though you
had"
That's because I haven't been
here long enough to learn to do It,
oh 20 sweetly."
He laughed. but his eyes were
frankly curious.
You're a friend of Canby's whom
I've never met. The old boys been
holding out on mep'
Jeanne made no reply to this be-
yond a faint smile. but her eye
lashes swept her cheeks provoca-
lively. $50
He took advantage of her averted
gazs TO study her frankly. What
he saw made him draw a long
brcathse 81.
Il dare say you're thinking I'm
a fool to say the obvious?" he said
after a minute.
NO" Jeanne raised grave eyes.
I'm. sorry TO seem rude. butt
really wasn't thinking about you at
all"
with another girl. he would have
termed this coouetry. but there was
something in her grave gaze which
rnzde xrch an infernretafion an Inn