The evening herald. [volume] (Albuquerque, New Mexico) 1914-1922, 1922-05-28

more to be SAID.
She nodded gaily, repeating tlte
word, ''NothinE.' In a flute ilke
note OF mirth. Hanging his he'd
he began w~retchedly to stuff the
plumber into HIS pockets. muttcr-
Ing half to himself. What a fdtyl
~ only I could have had n bit Of
iuckl n only we could have hit
II Off
II you hurry" she reminded
him. you can catch the might
train for San Francisco, you can
Just about make IT.
We'll -" lie glanced un-
easily at her, and again was con-
srious OF the heat In his checks.
so IL comes to this at last t.
chr gOodby,'
"Goodby," she repeated, amlabiy
casual.
n darcsay " He gnve n
dubious chuckle! "Darcsny It'a
sturad but, well, the usual thing,
you know
Usual thing9' she parrotcd,
with family knistcd brows.
To kiss goodby."
You'll miss your train
He developed a moment OF dcs-
perately sincere emotion. Ran,
you've been a perfect brick TO me.
a perfect brick. I feel like u dog,
leaving you like this"
"Oh. she said, as one indulgcs
a persistent child~-H you really
want TO kiss me. Harry 10 ahead
Nevertheless she turned her
mouth aside, his lips bgushed onsy
her powdered check. Then she
stepped hack 10 her mirror and
with n puff made good the mpcr-
ceptible damage done by the earesa.
The glass showed I.ontain.'A
shadow sinking out. she heard
him hlaRd~r through the living
room, the slam OF the snreen door
And her hand fumiyled. the powder
puff dropped unheeded. mist drift
ed across Nor vision. abe gasped
q breathleas Damn Teasr
meant a wrecked make-up
Though there WINS need enough
Tor haste II he wore TO carry 1lt
the plan ~ made for him, Lon
taine dragged slowly down the
walk. with a hang -dog mir, the
hands In his pockets lingering the
price OF the last sorry shreds OF
his seif-respeot. In the darkness
the flesh OF his face still burned
with fire ~ shame
Beside the car he hultcd and
lrcstcd with n hand on the door for
50 long a time that the chauffsur
grew iatfuisltive.
"Wherc TO. Mr.. Loniaineg''
No. by Cod Lontalne biprte,i
into the mans astonishcd face, and
whiriing about. strode hastily basfk
To the bungalow. N
As he drew ncar he could hear
Fanny's voice. She was Mt me
telephone In the iiving-room call
INK a number ho dldn't cHtoh:
Summcrlad's no doubt.
Hello? IL ~ you. dear? Fanny
darling I've hsen aching 10 rec
YOU all day and tell you how
'hymphthized Yes: any time
you please. as soon N you like h.
No' no won't mind, he 4
mean. ! m all alone. Besidas. NJ
had a little talk tonight. ana IA
nm understanding. He won'( be II
our way after theis over agush
Barry dear -
Something amused her. penla,s ol
musical laughter haunted Ion
ltaiHr down the walk. 'Unfor
Pacific Stetion.'' ho cried, throw,
ing himself into thc ear s'Driv,
like heiif'
xxx
That sunset whnae rei,ct.n
waning Lontaine was presently ts
watch from the bungalow vera ndf
was still a glory in the sky whcf
Lucinda motored to Beverly Hills.
II seemed n ehurlish chanca H.
deed that ordaincd 4 racen,Ia, ~,
her exclusively AZ me hands ~ 4
emi-intelnnfblc jar. who uttcr.s
assorted Fragments Of rs,ol,sn >,
the rcnarnl sense that Mister ,,,,
having his fpot tresica q, 10 -
mont hut would anon hc disaa'
gagged.
She est, orr be. vvran ,caas 49,.
self NJ home and wourht la, some.
how failed to distfni n eompcngr,,
Ing thrili from the reflection th,i
she would ereione hc called mn,
to make herself AZ home here 10,
good and ail "Eretonr monn
Ing. az courre. after Reno
And why nat9 The house was az
cellentiy planned. }amufS ~, q,
two; no reason why Iv,n 49,,
move unless he really wanted M
Curio.tfv y
|, tastes, when he ana fina ,ime :,
read. moved Lucinda to con a.,
struggling squad ~ 1It,.s yorci
led IN number in pcner,i .,,c,
trash as ftirnishes The rtnrm. yrI,,
most OF liz plot material In al
aitlon. a sub~crtution A., ~ IN.
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