The Washington herald., 1922-04-10
CHARACTERS IN THE STORY

woman-is a great power for good
in the world. She should exercise
her charm. My dear, 1 want you
to look kindly upon my boy to-
night, but tell me afterwards. as
frankly as you will, what is the
matter with him."
Are you sure there Is anything
wrong? Jane asked sympathet-
ically.
Something" he repeated duly,
and Jane became more uneasy than
ever.
But he's my boy" he emphasized
affecticnately.
II understand" Jane said again,
and then the gong rang for dinner
A second later a servant announced
it formally.
Excuse me a moment. my dear"
Mr.. Roberts said, and Jane waited
fo= him in the hall. She looked
about. She thought that somewhere
on the wall might be a picture OF
Mrs. Roberts. Jane was old-fash-
Toned enough to expect that sort of
thing, although each room in the
house was as formally furnished as
il ii might have belonged to some
royal family historic ages ago
Antique furniture is lovely, but the
drawing room, Jane thought. looked
like a museum. In the foyer she
admired the Flo-entine hangings,
the quaint silver flower vases stand
ing as high as herself, filled with
lilies and white lilacs.
And then Harry appeared!
Jane was quite swept away with
the sporting air with which he in
vaded the house. He was in riding
toys and looked handsome as a
young hero.
When he saw Jane, Harry stopped
short and threw away his cigarette.
Good evening" he ventu-ed, and
then laughed rather sarcastically.
"Jove. 1 forgot Dad was having
a guest for dinner! You must be
Miss
Jane Richards" Jane supplied
rather haughtily.
Jane! Some Jane" Harry
| chuckled. "Awfully glad to meet
you and all that. and, il you'll par
don me. I'll dash up and change"
He was gone in a bound up the
stairs. Jane was left to herself
again-more puzzled than ever.
Harry was unusual,
Mr.. Roberts appeared in dinner
dress to escort Jane into his sump-
tuous dining hall. Candles were lit
on the long board table, decorated
with real lace covers A Japanese
servant waited. and no conversation
was attempted before Harry ap-
pea=ed.
His father began to demonstrate
about his lack of punctuality;l
Harry, between staring at Jane and
deVouring the food, was oblivious;
and Jane, between the two men.
was as uncomfortable as could be.
She was glad whe nthe finger bowls
pronounced the denouement.
A demi tasse was served in the
drawing room, and later Harry Of
fe-ed her a cigarette He only
laughed when she refused and in
quired rather boredIy:
What do you do?"
Jane flushed. but Mr.. Roberts
saved the situation by starting the
Victrola and announcing.
Miss Richards dances like a
witch"
He swung her about the polished
floor, and Jane whispered in the ear
Of her handsome employer.
How did you know could
dance?"
JdHe' ne replled with the
warmth of his eyes, eff you knew
what I thought about you, YOU
would know that you could do any
thing"
Harry meantime was jiggine
alone before the fire. He watched
James 1.-the. young body sway with
the music, and he too noticed the
copper CLEAN of her hair.
Some class 70 al
thought rather irreverently, and
then, accustomed to having what he
wanted, he pursued Jane until he
got her away.
Jane, quite breathless, changed
into Harry's slower and more in
sinuating tempo.
Harry whispered to her. what do
you say to driving back to town
with me? We can stop at the Mid
night Frolic for a dance"
Jane trembled in his arms, as she
answered unsteadily. yes"
To Be Continued Tomorrow.