Evening journal., 1922-05-31
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osoT1 - L~uh Jos>yh H.a


"daresay there's nothin
more TO be said"
She nodded gaily, repeating III
word. ''Nothingl" in a fiute-like moi
4. OF mirth. Hanging his head, he bt
gan wretchedly to stun the plunde
into his pockets. muttering half I
himself: What a pity If only
could have had a bit OF iucki II onl
we could have hit it off"
'If you hurry" she reminded hin
you can catch the night train 70
san Francisco. you can just abou
make IT,"
We'll :" He glanced un
easily at her. and again was con
scious OF the heat in his cheeks
so 1t comes to this at last
Ell? goodbyi"
"Goodby.' she repeated. amiably
casual
dubious chuokle 'Daresay It's stu
pid but. well the usual thing, you
know :"
Usual thing7" she parroted. with
family knitted brows.
ITO kiss goodby."
you'll miss your train.
He developed a moment OF des-
perately sincere emotion; FAM
you've been perect brick TO me. a
rerfeot brick. I feel like dog,
leaving you like this"
"0hl" she said, as one indulges a
persistent child-'if you really want
- Oh
Nevertheless she turned her mouth
aside, his lips brushed only her pow
dered cheek. Then she stepped back
to her mirror and with a pun made
good the imperceptible damage done
hv the caress The glass showed
Tantaine's shadow sinking out She
hoard him blunder through the liv
ingroom. the slam OF the screen
door.n And her hand fumbled. the
powder-puff dropped unheeded. mist
drifted across her vision. she gasped
a breathless ''Damn!" Tears meant
a wrecked makeup
Though there was need enough for
hasteliif he were TO carry out the |
plan she made for him, Lontaine
dragged slowly down the walk, with
a hanr-dog air. the hands In his
rockets lingering the price OF the
last sorry shreds OF his self-respect.
In the darkness the flesh of his face
stll burned with fire of shame
Reside the car he halted and rest
cd with a hand on the door for so
long time that the chauffeur grew
lndnisitive.
.Where to. Mr.. Lontaine."
~No. by Cod" Lontaine blurted
irto the mans astonished face, and
whirhng about strobe hastily back
TO the bungalow.
As he drew near he could hear
Fanny's voice. She was at the tele-
phone in the living-room, calling
number he didn't catch; Summer
lads no doubt.
"Heuo? Is Il you. dear? Fanny |
First chance I've had
Fog Darling, i've been aching to
~ you all day and tell you how
<svmpathized Yes; any uihe
v0u please. as soon as you Ike
80: he won't mind. he mean
I'm all alone. Besides. we had
iittfc talk tonight. came to an un-
dersfaading He won't be In our
way after this ever again Barry
Something amused her. peals OF
musical laughter haunted Lontaine
down-the walk. Union Pacific sta
tioni" he cried. throwing himself
into the car. Drive like helll'
Xxx
That sunset whose reluctant wan
nr Lontaine was presently to watch
'romashe bungalow veranda was still
!, glory in the sky when Lucinda
notored to Beverly Hills.
It seemed a churlish chance In
Iced that ordained reception for
Ter exclusively at the hands of a
emi~intelllgible Jap, who uttered
ssorted fragments OF English TO
he general sense that Mister was
iaving his foot treated at the mo-
nent but would soon be disengaged.
She put off her wrap, made her :
Elf at home. and sought but some
ow failed to distill a compensating
hrilI from the reflection that she
voula erelong be called upon to
make herself at home here for good
md all. 'Erelong' meaning, of
curse. after Reno And why
iot - The house was excellently
la anned. amply big for two; no rea-
on why Lynn need move unless he
ealiy wanted 70.
Curiosity concerning Lynn's tastes.
rhen he did find time to read. moved
lucinda to con the struggling squad
" tiles Novels led in number. in
general such trash as furnishes the
cinema with most OF its plot ma
teriala In addition. a subscription
set of De Maupassant, another OF
o Henry. Wells "The Outline of
History (uncut), the Collected
Verse of Rudyard Kipling, six
copies OF the same edition OF Who's
Who on the Screen. Laurence Hopes
Indian Love Lyrics in an exception
ally beautiful binding
With chuckle Lucinda took pos
session OF this last: Lynn would
have laurence Hopel Evi-
gift copy. When she open
ed The book at its hy-leaf. slip OF
printed paper fiuttered out. without
pausiag to read the inscription. Lu-
the clipping: a half
.one from one of the motion picture
nonth1les, a view OF the bungalow
rounds. with the house in the dis
ance, and in the foreground Lynn
nd v6 young woman arm-in-arm,
tughfng at the camera
The evening had grown quite dark
hen a crisp rattle of the telephone
art1ed Lucinda into renewed con-