Evening public ledger. [volume] (Philadelphia [Pa.]) 1914-1942, 1922-11-11
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She wasn't quite certain that she be.
lieved him. A hero who was frightened
Excuse me, DR.. Sangree, she said
with laugh, but you don't seem Of
the STUFF that aces are made Of"
I'm not" he said with some dig.
nifty. II wasn't an ace. or anything
like II. You asked me II I'd flown. ]
merely answered your question"
His air Of pique amused her. Per.
haps after all her afternoon was not
to be wasted. He was 90 stodgy and
self. satisfied, and his dignity affronted
her. She would have liked to stick q
pin In him to see II he would really
bleed.
you're full of surprises, Dr.. San.
gree" she went on. II didn't know
ethnolosists ever did anything so ex.
citing"
He smiled and stared straight before
him through his goggles. 1.-THE war
has done some astonishing things to US
ALL" he said.
She caught the significant note in
his words, and imagined, If she did not
feel, the reproach.
Exactly what do you mean7" she
asked, turning quickly.
"Just what I soy. We've all done
things We didn't think we could do.
And the world is hardly the same place
that it was six years ago."
"H-m," she muttered, ironically.
"the world doesn't please you now, DR..
Sangree7"
II don't see what difference 1t can
make whether It pleases me or not"
"Oh, I know. Mr.. Lycett told me, I"
she said~with warmth, you belong to
the crowd who think that the United
States Is going to the devil"
mo. The devil has saved some waste
motion BY coming to the United
States," he said with Il dry laugh.
I'm exactly what don't we please
your" she Knocked. 'You see. there are
so many Of us, and 20 few of YOU"
She might have been more impressive
II she had been more polite. As il
was she seemed like spoiled child.
."perhaps, we had better change the
u don't want to change the sub.
ject," she said quickly. "It's very
amusing. You don't like the manners
Won't you answer me?"
half bantering tone. "You like the age
when women tainted ut the sight OF
blood or went into Mysteries when the,
couldn't have their own way? Lot,
Of good women like that would have
done in this >war!' she finished con .
temptuOusly.
Sangree smiled family. Her pstu.
lance was rether surprising.
LET me remind .you.' he said coolly
"that my own point Of view need moi
concern you In the least"
1T does. I'm one Of the good little
people that the devil has come to,
smoke. DR.. Sansree drink; play
bridge for. money; I spend my time
where pleate. even drive late at
night with reckless young men who
smash machines against fences and have
to be towed in, In disgrace, by Der.
fectly respectable ethnol0gists who ioo,,
with pity on the error of my ways--''
He stopped abruptly and stared at her
In dismay at her impudence.
Miss Mohun, ] beg Of you--"
"No, you see, ] owe you that" she
said, struggling lightly. "Of course
you can think what you please--that
I'm gay, loose, unprincipled -"
"Miss Mohun 7"
II may be all Of those things, Per.
haps I am. But what ! say is-whnt
the devil are you going to do about
Good God!" he stammere,l, apbos q,
and ?, befuddled. "What can do about
The words came from him with nrt
less spontaneity and his round eve,
through the goggles seemed twice thei,
size. There was no doubt now of the
gcnuineness Of his interest or the in.
genuOusness Of his point of view, II,
believed her all that she had said st,
was. Cherry Mohun threw back he,
head and laughed softly. She couldn'i
remember when she had been 70 greatly
entertained.
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