Evening public ledger. [volume] (Philadelphia [Pa.]) 1914-1942, 1922-12-11

played, but nevertheless be put down
mis- FORK and clenched his hands under
q table polished like black ice clenched
them hard. To hear her say the mock
words troubled him oddly; Il troubled
him to catch, through the rest Of the
conversation, Sir Alsetnon's. answer
ing murmur Of "Ah!, The only thing
you ever need be jealous Of, that I'll
swear" and "Of course you're proud,
my, dear lady: naturally. We must
look into this--1'm going to hear all
about tt -
Are your Because, Of course,
you'd mean everything to U.S." Clover
Carmichael returned. Odd, how Car.
michael (talking to Lady Cox) could
hear every syllable from tho other end
Of the table, across the branching
cahdlesttcks, across the black and.
amber. shades, across the center decora.
ton Of garlanded crystal bowl In which
live gold carp. flashed and glided under
the lights, echoing Just the glcam OF
Clover's corsagc. She must have ar
ranged that effect. Internally clever
she was In all the women ways. She
wore. that fish. .frock, but 1t was old
Cox himself that she played like fish.
And when, thought Carmichael swiftly,
had the girl taken in so much of the
technicalities Of his mast? She had
led the conversion to 1t now. She
kept II there, he caught whole sentences
OF her pretty. fatterins voice, describ-
Carmichael,s child and passion.
"No! There's no winch at ALL"
the words flowed glibly from her.
THE ship is to be brought in and held
to Its mast by" tiny pause for effect
by magnetic attraction-a magnetic
mast; there's been nothing Of the kind
up to now, as you know, Sir Alger.
| nom"
Sid Alsernon's eyes positively silded
her face with his glitter. Magnetic
attraction All! You mean"--he made
q gesture with fshfork-''the same
principle as the-the old toy-the mag
net, magnet, you know. Ducks in the
bath when we were kids, drawing them
round and round---well, say we
Long before your time, alas -
'Oh, no. had magnet ducks r.
protested Clover gayly. "Of course
that's exactly what 1t means. It takes
you brilliant men to toss Of the mot
justo where We toilers have to struggle
for :, words. Well. that means O
small power'house at the base Of the
| Wy oeur1 My ucAx Aaoys i mean
to hear you discussing dynamos as II
modern feminine mind as piQuant as the
fashions. ! do indeed.
! Don't laugh ut me because I'm only
i feminine--l'm q worker, in my way,
sir Alg,srnon! And do let me tell
Go on, 60 on. I'm interested. I
am indeed. A dynamo ct the base Of
this thing, you say"
| And, OF course, a directional note
to find out the exact whereabouts Of tho
airship. as she approaches--"
'Ah! Excellent"
Carmichael, his ears alert to this,
had in duty bound turned to talk Rus
sian ballet to the woman surgeon. but
listen to your wife," said she softly.
In choice blend of the Elphinstone.
Brothers business voice, and Of the
voice Of charm on full, Glover was
continuing: ''As she draws to the
mooring, you reverse the engines. That
reduces the shock of impact to nothing,
my husband found. You sec he has
worked out all the speeds"
"yvhat A Sex"
"Then there's--well, need not
trouble you with the telescopic device
for the whole thing. 1t shuts up and
down from the same dynamo"
(She must, thought Carmichael in
bewildercd amusement, have q memory
like a gramophoncO
.HErst-rate. The same dynamo
Now. that's an idea. ! should never
have thought of that: I don't believe
Hervey would" glittcred Sir Algernon.
~ bet we'd have had two; big hole
for the cat, littlo one for the kitten
sort Of thing A single dynamo; hear
General Hervey, who had been un.
| obtrusively attentive to everything, re-
turned, '"The drawings are at my Office
now. sir. If you could spare q moment
to look in tomorrow morning Car
michael would be there too."
Capital, capital. But not tomor-
row, I'm afraid. Say week tomorrow
or in ten days time. what? How'd
that suit. Carmichael? Mako 1t ten
days time. then; Give us time TO 90
into It more thoroughly. Mrs. Car.
Glover gave him . smile Of child's
delight; inwardly she was rejecting
that these glitterers have to mako them.
selves littlo inaccessible. Half the
glitter comes from taking twice as
long about q thing as anybody else.
What a sex! How Is It possible to take
any Of them seriously?
THAT brings us to the twenty third.
The twenty-third, at--what about
eleven -thirty2 viii you mako a note
Of that, O'Brien?"
O'Brien made note Of that. And
Carmichael said to himself, without
yainglory, without exultation. "lts
done -
Yes: already no knew that tho game
was his. 1t was achieved. as these
things so often are, over a glass OF
champagne and slice Of the breast.
thing: he'd taken on this mad contract
Of a marriage. In the near future
he would be no longer the mere PEN
sioner Of the wealthy woman he'd
married, but the business partner. Hc
glanced at her again over the dinner
table: her dark head was now tilted
little aside; she was talking to Hervey.
She could talk to anybody, the eIqui.
site humbug. She was wonderful
and yet there was nothing In her. Or
was there? What did 1t matter? Tho
point was that she assured success for
the only thing for which Carmichael
did care: that mast. Ought he not
to be well content?
All the time he knew in his heart
that he was not content at all.
ing into his hands. he was more rest.
Iessly uneasy than on tho morning be-
fore his first pregnant interview with
Elphinstone Brothers--that morning
when he'd written mast letters
which (he knew } would only find room