The Washington herald. [volume] (Washington, D.C.) 1906-1939, 1922-01-05

shs meets
VIC Barsto,ce, heir to the reputed
Bdrstoioe millions, tcho shotcs signs 81
infatHation tcith her.
sioaor BoHHicetti, q former ctohnssf'
asks only to serve Jeanne.
He Informs jeanne he CON oorTotc
nothin1 on her toorthiess land.
Continued from Yesterday.
aAr-Hi. Old Tricks, Sect"
When Harrison bid Jeanne good
night in front of the house where
she was to dine 1t was arranged
that he should postpone his depar-
ture until the following midnight
in order that the transfer of her
property could be duly executed and
the money deposited to her account
before he returned to Iowa.
Jeanne had a full day planned for
the morrow. There was some nee
essary shopping to do in prepare
ton for the Forbes weekend
party. greatly augmented since
she had learned that Victor Bar
stowe was to be one Of the guests.
Jeanne had instantly decided. on be-
coming acquainted with this fact,
that the wonderful pale blue bro
cade dinner gown at Nine jules,
which she had successfully resist
ed thus far, would have to be pur-
chased. The money she was to get
from Harrison on the transfer of
her property eased her conscience
considerably on this point.
She had a luncheon party on. too,
and a dinner dance to which Candy
was taking her. In view of what
Harrison was doing. and his post
poned departure for the West. she
felt rather guilty at not giving him
any of her time the following day.
so she proffered hasty invitation
to breakfast.
But don't dare come around
until II" she laughed. This is
New York. remember. not Iowa."
He accepted eagerly.
"Just promise me you'll have ham
and eggs or some other man-sized
meal" he qualified. It'll be lunch
for me. and i don't cotton much to
that French breakfast idea of cof-
fee and a finger roll"
Il breakfast only on chocolate.
but IN have real food for you"
promised Jeanne. Good night!
Thanks for driving me up. I wish
7 could take you with me to the
party"
81 DON'T he replied. with a wry
smile. I'D be like a bull in a
china shop with all your fine
friends Might"
Alliance With an Enemy.
Jeanne entered the iron grilled
doorway at which a uniformed per-
sonage had. been patiently waiting
with opened portal since the ar
rival of her cab.
A maid relieved her of her wrap
in the deliberately appointed dress
ing room. and she touched her face
mechanically with the powder puff
the girl offered. gave a last glance
at her reflection in the mirror and
went down to the drawing room.
As she had expected. 1t was a
stupid dinner company who had as
semb1ed: but she comforted herself
that II was correct and socially un-
Improbable.
II believe l have the honor" said
S~Iby Nortbs offering his arm when
dinner was announced.
He was a short, baldheaded man
Of the "old beau" type. There was
sparse. sandy hair in fringe
around the edge OF his collar. and a
clipped. tawny mustache on his
upper lip.
Far from romantic in appearance,
he was worth enough money to in
cite the constant angling Of un-
attached young ladies. Vain ang-
ling it was. too. for Selby North
represented the type of idle. Cos
siping. -indulgent, marry
ing ciubman which infests New
York
He knew something more or less
derogatory about every one. and
the fact that most of his knowledge
was false didn't restrain him from
passing il on to willing ears. New
erthrless his friendship was much
sought by every one. especially by
girls who had a social career to es-
tablish. for 1t was wiser to ally
oneself with the enemy. Many ca
reer had fourished. or been nipped
in the bud. by failure to observe
the unfaiIing law.
Jeanne had early been tipped of
90 this fact by Candy and. had
FASTENED to align herself with the
North faction. As a result she was
persona grata with the little bald
man. and her stock SCARED in circles
where his careless tongue wagged.
81 didn't expect such good for
tuney she murmured. as she tucked
her hand through North's proffered
arm ana sauntered with him to the
dining salon. Usually I draw
stupid partners"
He smiled down at her with a
bored cynicism which failed to hide
his qualification at a tribute from
a beautiful woman.
lyon find me more acceptable
than your late cavalier. I take it?''
he remarked. as they were seated at
the table.
Jeanne wrinkled her forehead.
Whom do you mean?'
The gentleman of the violet suit
with whom I saw you arrive, Ny
cab drew up Just as yours was
leaving. My. my. what a lingering
good -byer" he chaffed.
Explaining Henry.
Jeanne went cold. OF all people
in the world. she would rather any
one but Selby North had seen her
arrival in Harrison's company.
What a fool she had been to sug-