The Washington herald., 1922-01-10
Continue from YESTERDAY.

He talked to her for some time
about it. 1t was as Ineligible as
Greek TO her. but she decided to
try 1t and gave him a cheque to
cover the purchase of stock.
He demuTred at the cheque, de-
eIaring that it was time enough to
pay him after the deal was COM
PIete. but Jeanne was sdamant on
that score.
She had none OF the qualities
popularity assigned to the gold dig
ger. she told herself. 1t did not
enter into her scheme of things TO
accept money or gifts of value
from q man. On this principle, she
fortified herself. She would accept
the attention which money would
buy in the Euise OF dinners, dances,
teas. flowers. but beyond that point
she never went. She would borrow
on a mans prestige for her own
social entree. She would draw on
his position for her own advance
ment. but she refused all tangible.
material dement's to be derived from
her wealthy acquaintance.
Candy gave in Eood-humoredly
and thrust her cheque into a vest
pocket. Jeanne had piqued him
again by her insistence.
None of the women he knew.
even the wealthy ones, would have
insisted on paying in advance.
Among most Of his ecquaintances,
he knew that If the investment in
which he voluntarily assumed
financial risk should turn out bad
~. the matter would never be re-
fcrred to thereafter. whether the
initial cost OF the stock had been
paid or not.
Jeanne was a new specimen 10
Candy. He found his attempt at
analysis so fascinating that he de-
tanned her on one pretext or an
other unt1 they were both late
in returning to dress for their
evening engagements
Face TO Face.
On the way out of the hotel to
Canby's car. an incident occurred
which caused Jeanne a momentary
Gualm.
She was descending the wide
stairway leading to the Forty
third street entrance when, in the
ascending crowd. she glimpsed Vic
tor Barstowe's handsome face and
broad shoulders.
Her quick smile acknowledged
his how. but there was no answer
ing smile In his brilliant gray eyes.
He passed on with his party.
Candy chuckled.
Young Vic didn't look any too
pleased to see me with you, did
he? l think the youngsters got
quite a crush on you"'
Jeanne was puzzled by that I'M
smiling greeting. OF course he was
with a party of his own. He coulo-
MT have left them and dashed away
TO greet her, she argued. Besides,
the chance encounter didn't war
rant any more than a bow. But the
absence of that ready smile OF
his
She remembered suddenly with a
cold feeling around the region of
her heart that she had refused TO
let him come to tea that after
noon. pleading an engagement
with
Who was it she had named?
1t seemed to her dimly that she
had mentioned the Barclays as her
hosts Or was it the Evans7
whOmever she had named. it had
not been Candy
Barstowe's finding her with Cam
by at the tea hour would be doub-
~ significant 1t would look to the
former a. though she mad delibe--
ateIy fbbed to avoid his call. And
il would also Geem that Candy was
The favored sutton.
This was the last impression
Jeanne wanted to have bruited
about,
1t was a rather distract Jeanne
who betook herself to her dinner
party that evening. Perfectly
Sowned, as always. smilingly grac-
iOus but grave-eyed. as always. her
mind was distinctly troubled by
the memory Of that unexpected en-
counter with Victor Barstowe in the
Biltmore lobby.
She believed she had been sue
cessful in concealinG her ANNOYANCE
from Candy. But she had confessed
10 him with apparent light amuse-
nent that she had told young Bar
stowe she was teainC with the Rar-
clays. and not with him: and that
Barstowe would probably be rather
offended at her obvious falsehood.
Candy had laughed indul-entIy.
The story hattered his amour
propre. To know that Jeanne had
deliberately declined ito tea with
one Of the handsomcst and most
eligible young men in town. and
then accepted his own invitation.
was gratifying. Candy had reached
the age when, despite the attention
his wealth and social position
brought him. h" liked the assurance
that he was interesting to pretty
girls.
To be Continued Tomorrow.