Evening public ledger. [volume] (Philadelphia [Pa.]) 1914-1942, 1922-09-14

| said. "I--I wish you liked me little.
| He smiled up at her, rather wistfuiiy;:
"I never knew any one quite like you.
She drew her hand away. Some.
thing Nina had said, that he knew his
way about, came into her mind, ana
made her uncomfortable. Back OF him.
suddenly, was that strange and mys..
| terious region where men OF his sorI
| lived their furtive man life. where they
curiosity and no interest, but the mere
fact Of its existence as revealed by
Nina repelled her. :, -.
'There are plenty like me-" shc
said. Don't be silly. WaIy. l nate
1T wonder" he observed shrewdly,
whether. that's really true. or whether
you just hate having me do it?'
When Nina came IN he was drawing o
rough sketch Of his new power boat
being built in Florida.
appearance, few minutes later, OF
rather sullen Annie with tea tray.
"Put in word for me, Nina" Wal.
lie begged. II intend 10 ask Elizabeth
to 20 to the theatre this week, and
think she Is going to refuse" =,
whats the play?" Nina inquired
negligently. She was privately deter :
mining that her mother needed q tea
cart and q new tea service. There were
1.-THE Valley Not that the play
matters. It's Beverly Carlyslc."
II thought she was dead, or some'
thing"
'Or something is right. She retired
years ago, at tho top of her success:
She was bowling beauty, I'm told. ]
never saw her. There was some queer
story. I've forgotten 1t. was I!
kid then. How about it, Elizabeth
"Tm sorry. I'm going Wednesday
He looked downcast over TINT. and
he was curious, too. But he made ITO
comment save:
"Well. better luck next time
Just imagine" said Nina. Shes
going with Dick Livingstone. Can you
imagine it?'
But Wallace sayre could and did.
He had rather stricken moment, too.
OF course, there might be nothing to
pit; but on the other hand, they very
well might. And Livingstone was the
sort to attract the feminine woman; he
had gravity and responsibility. He was
older. too, and that flattered a girl.
was, saying. Quiet, and--well,
don't suppose he knows what he's got
on.
Wallie was watching Elizabeth.
"Oh, / don't know" he said. with
masculine fairness. "He's a good sort,
and he's pretty much of "A man."
He was quite sure that the look Eliza =
beth gave him was grateful.
He went soon after that, keeping
up an appearance of gnyety to the end,
and very careful to hope that Elizabeth
would enjoy the play.
sss sss doSs%sS xS9s' ts saS s1y *o bsnsss he si
along, for it's got more tears than 'Eas,
Lynne and The Old Homestead pu.
together"
He went out, holding himself very
erect and looking very, cheerful until he
reached the corner. There, however,
he slumped. and It was a rather de {.
spondent young man who stood some
time later on the center Of the deserted
bridge over the small river, and sur
veyed the water with moody eyes.
In the dusky living room Nina was
speaking her mind.
You treat him like dog" she said.
Il any man looked at me the way Wal
lie looks at you-I don't know,
though" she added, thoughtfully. ut
may be that Is why he is SO keen. 1t
may be good tactics. Most girls fall for
him with q crash.'
But when she glanced at Elizabeth
she saw that she had not heard, Her
eyes were fixed on something on the
street beyond the window. Nina looked
out. With a considerable rattle of loose
joints and four extraordinarily worn
tires the Livingstone car was going by.
To be continued tomorrow