Evening public ledger. [volume] (Philadelphia [Pa.]) 1914-1942, 1922-12-19

He never did come back to that
house.
In natures show window of the
London parks the lace work Of bare
branches. with buds for knots in tho
lace. gave place to the soft gauzc
scarves Of April green: that, in turn.
went out of season before the rioting
rose.p. Of Londons May. But still
there was no further meeting OF the
two who had parted On that afternoon
Of March.
The world. where they talk went on
talking. nor did 1t forget the young
Carmichaels. For instance
Scene I. Any London Club.
Any Club Man to Any Other Club
Man: ] say. you know the great
Cox. don't you? He's on to a sound
| line at last.
Ditto. Time he was: he's glittered
| plenty. What's the line?
Ditto. Mast. for airships. Telescope.
magnetic. the best idea yet.
Ditto. His?
Ditto. No; it's by a man called Car.
michael. whom he's backing; the
Turkish prison chap. very good fcl.
low, too.
Ditto. Well, this club wants members.
Why don't you put him up?
Ditto. Not on your life Not on Car
michael's life. rather. He's the most
unsociablc beggar yet /: loathcs clubs
can't get him inside one.
Ditto. That's funny: how did he get
his mast planted, then?
Ditto. Oh, chercbez 10 femme. His
wife happens to be Elphinstonc
Brothers. you know. The thing is to
get the start, / suppose. She gave
| it to him.
Voice. Really! Somehow ! fancicd he
little dlggings in the EustOn Road all
alone and gave himself up entirely to
improving his inventions. Must be
some one else was thinking about
Voice. Is the mast going all right,
though?
Voice. Rather. Look out FOR it
Scene 2. Any Woman's Drawing Room
Between the Bridge Sets
Green. top tables. jazz chintz. much
useless litter in silver. porcelain and
enamel Atmosphere of scented clothes.
! face powder ard cut flowers.
! Feminine Voice. thought YOU said
Mrs. Carmichael was coming:
, Ditto. No; busy. told you, didn't ],
that she was Elphinstonc Brothers in
public life?
Ditto. Elphinstone Brothers? We have
always had shares. you know. but
! they say (dcprecating head shaking).
! Ditto. I would rather stick to horses or
bridge. just as safe nowadays
Ditto. Well. not industrials--
CA laugh. The lady who has just
redoubled in hearts is known to have
come Il cropper in industrnis.)
Another Feminine Voice Un slight
alarm. l say. you haven't heard
anything about Elphinstoncs. have
Ditto. Oh, my dear, should I be likely
to? 1t is only that everything Is so
| shaky at present; most of us will be
! in the wOrkhousc before we can say
| "Skilly." All ! heard was
Hostess (cutting resolutcly i'm. Oh.
come: is this Il meeting of shareholh-
ers or a bridge four?
(Gamc resumcd.)
| During the next intcrval.)
Feminine Voice - met Bobbie
Llewelyn the other day. With Mrs.
Carmichael by the way.
Ditto--II'm.
Ditto-How suddenly the Carmichacls
! gave up that Green street house. The
| people came back UNEXPECTEDLY from
| abroad. or something. II all sounded
rather curious. Where is Mrs. Car
michael now
Ditto--Oh. rather amusing. She's
gone back to that comic show OF hers
with the aunt and the hundred cousins
on Richmond Hill
Chorus Of Several VOices---What?
Voice (impressively) - Yes. Fran.
tically busy time at the Office is the
excuse given out. 1t seemed early days
To-. s,tf sy,V VtNtn 20
Voice (eagerly)-Do you mean to
say he isn't there. too?
Ditto lie. my dear, has gone back !
to living in wine cellar or something |
in the Euston road. Perfecting some
sort OF new wing for arplaneS or
something is the excuse given out +,
there. Anyhow, he never goes near her. !
Ditto-What? But they give a big |
theatre party or something to the AL. !
gernon Coxes--
Ditto-Ah! Ages ago. Since then
Voice OBSERVATION-DISCLOSURES she's so
lovely. Never goes near her? They're !
never together?
Voice. of the lady with the informa- !
tioll-lf they are. my dear. when: |
Nobody knows. So it's safe to say !
they aren't.
That is what the world said. And
as regards the main fact. the world was
perfectly right.
Clover had returned to that house. !
the Prospect. on Richmond Hill Once /!
more she slept in the bedroom that was |
like the inside Of a yellow tulip. Once !
more she was supposed to own that (
super bathroom with the Etruscan !
which she had never had to herself for
once more when she tried the door she ,
frequently found It locked and heard !
the joyous gigge of "Oh. Glover, pet. !
you don't mind little Sandal siding in
here for wallOw?'' Once more her
embroidery frame and her Times Club /
novel were to be found among the other !
girlish litter in that drawing room
crowded with furniture of every reign !
from that Of Queen Anne to that of ,
Heal l. Son. Once more she took up !
the old life; once more there was Teddy |
to be coached in table manners, Laven- |
der. Rosemary and Sandal to be seen |
through az regarded frOcks, amuse. |
ments and pocket money; once more
she went from Richmond to the citv !
'but nowadays with more anxious
farc); once more there were tramns
through Ham Gate into Richmond
Park.
(Bronzy green now slowcd the fresh !
foliage Of the oak that had been blackly ,
lcahess on the afternoon that Car. |
michael had proposed to her. No,
no, 1t was she. OF course, who nro,
posed to him that January Sunday
afternoon. Often she thought of II
Then, quite often, she made herself for. !
get.)
Once more now there We're thos, !
Richmond Sunday afternoons filling the ;