Evening public ledger. [volume] (Philadelphia [Pa.]) 1914-1942, 1922-12-06

n"oW., he look her hand and tucked
It under the yellow wrap. "Now, do
you mlnd II l suggest that you begin
to look little more engaged? Look
Clover tilted her chin and met bis
Il nm looking at you."
"Smile."
~ am smiling" retorted Clover, and
indeed at that moment her expression
broke up, and In spite of herself, she
laughed.
Much better" he approved. II am
not going to do all the work, I warn
YOU. Now, where are these giris--
ah. there's one Of tlem."
For It was ut this moment that the
dance did end. The crowd eddied to.
ward the sides Of the room, and there
cnme up against the doorway a boy in
bOuting. faincls and slim figure in
all black with budding horns above a
pink -cherub face.
What's that child's name?, dc.
mandcd .a1,i Carmichael quickly.
Right" Then in a confident and
CARRYING tone, IL say, Sandal !"
The amazed flapper whiskcd about.
and stared at him. Major Carmichael! :!
Not only had he never called her by
her Christian name before, but he had
never addressed her ut ali.
Come and hear the news" said he
cc?lly. shall I tell her, Clover, nor
Will you? We are to be cousins in law,
Sandal, you know. Clover has SO very
kindly promised to marry me.''
'To m-to what? Clover?" came
in a faint shrek. "IIave you, Clover"
Glover. IL sell. defense. turned charm
full on. "Of course have" said She,
gagged"
The ccascless babbler finds sometimes
In an instant's silence the spirit of
supreme exclamation. Sandal Meadows
without a word, she took to her black
satin heels and fled. bent upon being
the first to hurl this bomb upon Rose
mary and jim.
Down the emptying middle Of the
room she was followed by Clover and
Carmichael. But. before they came up
to her. there sprang forward. out OF
the motley tlrong that had disposed it.
self on lounges and chairs, another
figure.
This was an Elizabcthan. staggering
in crimson slashcd d0ublet and trunk
hose. Admirably "dOne." with at.
tention to detail not shown by many
male wearcrs Of fancy costume. he was
obviously enjoying the dash he cut and
the rightness Of his rupler. his points,
his shoes. his ruff. Hair and tiny
pointed beard were SO much of the
period that for a moment 1t was diff :
cult to retranspose this sixteenth
century blade into the nut Of Picca
dllly, of the parks, the clubs.
Swinging up to Clover, he bowed
with n flourish, he smiled with an air,
he spoke. His voice was the voice of
that member Of Clover's "Foursome'
whom Carmichael liked least-Mr.
Bobby Llewclyn.
"Fair Spanlard. cried he. in the
best bragSadOciO banner. sis this the
face that launched Il thousand Arma
das?. Thus let mo pay mine homage
to the lOvclicst encmy---'' here he
swept off his plum colorcd velvet cape
and made as If to spread it on the
parquet nt Clovcr's little fcct--"for.
by my halidOm, thou art indeed tricked
out to make short work O. the hearts
of our English Admirals ALL"
The Wardour street tuShery came
glibly from his lips. he had an ease and
dash that would captivatp eight wom
en- ont of ten against their sOundcr in =
stincts, and would infallibly alicnatC
men--of II certain type, ut lea"t.
Entranced, She Danced
Carmichael WIS of the type. Young
Llewelyn. catching the engineers steel
blue glance upon him. dropped his
casualness, Mrs. ElphinstOne, it's /;
fn, Hhnpn,,nt1,. nrin taf
with an eye for the rose behind Clo-
ver's ear, for the comb and the fan
as well as for the charming mutinous
face. "ThiS brings out every drop of
Spanish blood in you. you know. Real
Old Mnlrid.' You'll give me the next
dance. Cnrmcncita:'
Already she had shifted her fan to
the other hand, hut between her and
the Elizabethian there stepped. quiet
ly. inoffensively but dcterminedly, the
tall blond Briton with golden dra-
peries flung like II careless challenge over
his worn dress suit and before he knew
he meant to speak, Carmichael spoke,
II think this is mine. Clover. Sorry
Llewelyn." he added to the other young
man.
the other men off. am ]: Good: Well
here's where earn my salary" Also
he said to hinself. "Exquisite taste
in scent she's got: cxecrable judgment
in people," Also. Settled his hash
for one dance"
Clover, with Carmichael's arm al
ready slipped about her shoulders to
draw her out into the room. exclaimed
with mixed feelings:
''lsut you don't dance. you said. y
"Yuu said | didn't danue.'
"Do you dance, them"
"Might try" he rc!ortrd succinctly.
The music which the band had just
struck up had not been written for
any dance; it WAS plaintivc, passion.
ate, allen in every note, but SILL
popular in London, as any revue mel
ody. Such Is the curiOusly catholic
and undependahle musical taste of the
Briton! He flocks IN n mas:. ire.
srective of class, to applaud the lyrics
of Guys deathless opera he huns and
whistles In his bath the latest tinscl
success of New York vaudeville: h"
dances to wild folk song introduced
from Southern Europe. 1t was one Of
Requel Mellor's songs to which Clover
and Carmichael now swung into step.
For II couple Of turns they had the
whole OF the larger gallery to them.
selves. The music. the rhythm. the Joy
Of movement took and merged them. She
danced rs she had not danced in her
life to the obbligato of dazed dis.
covery; why. this man was the divine
the ideal partner. In the delight of