The Washington herald., 1922-08-27
The Beautiful
And Damned
By F. Scott Fitzgerald.

COuttuuco yTOm Lcoto'eSb-
Moo? -Yes-key! Many many
many many lettah. Like so a-b-o."
"Yes. you're right
Wait 1 tell" He screwed his
face up In a tremendous enort 10
express himself: Il been think
many words-end same. Like Ing.
You bet. A whole raft of them
SOL make-typewutta-
Not so many lettan-
That's a great idea. Tana- Save
time. You'll make fortune. Press
one key there's ing Hope you
work 1t out"
Tana laughed disparagingiy.
wait. l tell"
where's Mrs. PatchT
"She out. Wait, TELL" Again
he screwed up his face for action.
MY typewutta-
where Is she?
"Here-I make" He pointed to
the miscellany of junk on the table.
IT mean Mrs. Patcn-"
she out. Walt. I tell" Again
''She be back FIVE o'clock, she say"
Down in the village?"
mo. Went off before lunch She
go Mr.. Bloeckman."
Anthony started.
Went out with Mr.. B1oeckman!
''She be back FIVE"
without a word Anthony left the
kitchen with Tana's disconsolate
ct tell' trailing after him. So this
was Gloria's idea of excitement. by
God! His fists were clenched; with
in a moment he had worked himself
up to a tremendous pitch of indigna-
ton. He went to the door and
looked out; there was no car In
sight and his watch stood at four
minutes of fve. With furious en-
ergy he dashed down to the end of
the path--as far as the bend OF the
road mile off he could see no car
except-but II was a farmers fiiv-
yer. Then. in an undignifled pursuit
of dignity, he rushed back to the
shelter of the house as quickly as
he had rushed out.
Pacing up and down the living
room he began an angry rehearsal
of the speech he would make to her
when she came in
so this Is loveF" he would be-
gin--or no, IL sounded too. much
like the popular phrase $50 this Is
Paris."' He must be dignified. hurt,
grieved. Anyhow. $50 this Is
what you do when I have to go
up and trot all day around the hot
city on business. No wonder 1 cant
writel No wonder / don't dare let
you out Of my sight" He was ex-
panding now, warming to his SUB
ject. I'll tell you," he continued.
I'll tell you" He paused, catch
ing a familiar ring in the words
then he realized II was Tana's 'T
tell"
Yet Anthony neither laughed nor
seemed absurd, to himself. To his
frantic imagination II was already
six-seven-eight. and she was
never coming! Bloeckman finding
her bored and unhappy had per-
suaded her to go to California with
There was a great to-do out in
front, a Joyous "Yoho. Anthonyr'
and he rose trembling, weakly
happy to see her huttering up the
path. Bloeckman was following,
hand.
"Dearesti" she cried.
We've been for the best jaunt-
all over New York State"
I'll have to be starting home"
said Bloeckman, almost Immediately.
wish you'd both been here when
I came"
I'm sorry I WASN'T answereo
Anthony dryly.
When he had departed Anthony
hesitated. The fear was gone from
his heart, yet he felt that some pro-
test was ethically apropos. Gloria
resolved his uncertainty.
II knew you wouldn't mind. He
came up just before lunch and SAID
he had to go to Garrison on busi-
ness and wouldn't 1 go with him.
He looked so lonesome, Anthony.
And l drove his car. all the way"
Lstlessly Anthony dropped into
a chair. his mind tired-tired with
nothing. tired with everything, with
the worlds weight he had never
chosen to bear. He was Intellectual
and vaguely helpless here as he hao
always been. One Of those per-
sonalities who. in spite of all their
words. are inarticulate, he. seemed
to have inherited only the vast
tradition of human failure-that,
and the sense OF death.
suppose don't care" he
One must be broad about these