The Washington herald., 1922-01-03

RICHARD CANDY, tceH knocn mon
abost totor.
MRS. ADELE PARKINSON, a ,cid-
90 and former flame Of his. At dinner
shs meets
VIC BdrstoUe, heir to the repHted
BGrstone millions, toho shows signs Of
tHtdtsdtion tcith hers
Si1nor Bornicetti, former violiRlst,
asks only to serUe Jeanne.
he Informs Jednne he caH borTotc
Rotbiro on her toorthless land.
Continued from Yesterday.
GOSH" il was tribute.
Have improved?' she asked
with assumed careiessness.
He shook his head doubtfully.
I guess you know that you al
ways looked like the Queen of
Sheba to me when you were teach
ing school back in Iowa, and wore
blue skirt and a white waist with
one of those saucy ties under your
chin" he admitted.
But surely I am more attrac-
tive now in these clothes?" laughed
Jeanne.
Il don't know that I'd say you
were more attractive" he said
slowly. You look-you look like
SIM
Henry" horriiedIy.
oh. i didn't mean il like you
think he protested hastily. !
didn't mean it for slang, what ]
meant was you look just like the
women in these movie. films thar
take away other girls husbands
and sweethearts. You're dresse-
that way and there's something
about your mouth-say,> Jane. 7
wish you wouldn't use that paint.
You RIDICULOUS antediluvian.
he laughed indulEently. why LIP
rouge is part of a modern wo-
sidered as improperly dressed with
out 1t as IL she forgot her gloves
or her handkerchief. or went out
with her frock unlocked"
You don't need it," he insisted
stubbornIy, your lips arc red any
way. Too red" he muttered.
Jeanne made an impatient gcs-
ture.
Forget my appearance and tell
me. what you came to see me about.
We're at Firty-ninth street al
ready"
He leaned forward. clasping his
hands between his knees.
TITS that piece Of property of
yours down by the railroad. Jane.
I've tried my darnedest, but I can't
borrow money on it. Things are
pretty tight back home right now.
You'll just have to pass that up"
But l can't" protested Jeanne
sharply, Il need every cent 1 can
get"
He shook his head.
I've done my best"
But / must have the money. /
tell your' she cried. Living here
is frightfully expensive"
Then come home, Jane" he be-
gan hopefully. Come home and
marry me"
She stopped him with an i'm
Ustient gesture.
Sell the land for me them she
He shook his head.
i've tried that too. But nobody
wants it. It's worthless. You know
it,"
Did you say that the railroad
might change its course some day
and make that property valuable? p
He smiled sadly.
Sure! So might the sun change
IT'S course some day and run into
us. Then everybody's property
would have some value-not worth
a damn
i've got to sell it" declared
Jeanne. The money I have won;
last two months here. And I won't
go back, / won't"
During the drive across Fifty
ninth street and up Broadway to
H. a
silent. immersed in her problem of
how she was going to sell her
worthless property and gain sutfi-
cient funds to attain her Unswerv-
ing ambition.
Harrison too was silent, looking
at her with the wistful expression
Of a dog who has expected kind
word and received only indifference.
Finally. as the car turned into
the brightly lighted drive. he spoke.
I'll buy your property, Jeanne"
he said slowly, as one who has
reached a careful decision" have
quite a good bit of money saved
up. Nobody's ever known just what
I made. and the president of the
bank, who was an old friend of
dads. has let me in on some pretty
profitable investments. When I
hear the old gossips around town
talking about my thousand-a-year
salary, / got good laugh! OF
course. never spent much. I
wanted to save for the future. a
home and all that. hoped that
some day you he broke off and
continued after a moment
"Of course. l know now that I
was a fool, but that's neither here
nor there. I've got the money and
I'll buy your property"
Jeanne protested.
Henry. can't let you throw
away your money like that. Even
you say the land is worthless as
IL stands, and there isn't chance
in a million Of the railroads ever
changing its course and running
across that tract"
You'd willingly sell it to some
body else" he reminded her.
But you're my friend, Henry.
I couldn't give you such a horrid
deal. Some men, perhaps. but not
you,r
I'D rather you'd get the money
by selling me the land than have
YOU try to sell il to some other
man." he said slowly. NO fellow
with any sense would buy II for
its value: IL you sold II. Il would be
because IL was you who was SELL
ing ii. And in a way you'd be SELL
ing yourself. Jane girl
She looked at him silently. her
eyes troubled.
Better let me have it, jeanne
he safd oufetIv ct can spara the