The Washington herald., 1922-10-23
The Beautiful
And Damned
cesss.ssS from Yesterday.
By =. seoet fitzgerald

e. - Co8ssoe68 yroW Ie1Too1.
Anthony got his cents change
. and started for the Boui' Mich.
popular dancing resort on Forty
nth street. II was nearly 10. but
the streets were dark and sparssly
peepled until the theaters should
s5ect their spawn an hour later.
Anthony knew the Bour Mich. for
he had been there with Gloria dur
Ing the year before, and he remsm-
bered the existence Of . rule that
patrons must be in evening dress.
wen, he would not go upstairs
he would send boy mp for Bloeck-
man and walt for him in the lower
hall. For q moment he did not
doubt that the whole project was
entirely natural and graceful. To
his distorted Imagination Bloeckman
had become simply one Of his old
friends
The entrance hall of the Bouf
Mich was warm. There were high
yeuOW usnts oNeT ehASN
carpet, from the center of which q
white stairway rose to the dancing
floor.
Anthony spoke to the hallboy:
'T want TO see Mr.. Bloeckman-
Mr.. Black he said. Hes upstairs
have him PACED"
TIE boy shook his mead.
"sasainsa rules to have him PACED
You know what table he's at!
'No. But I've got to see him..
wait an I'll getcha waiter.
After a short interval head
waiter appeared, bearing a card on
which were charted the table res
ervations He darted cynical look
at Anthony-which. however, failed
OF It's target. rosether they oent
over the cardboard and found the
table without difficulty-a party Of
eight, Mr. Blacks own.
Tell him Mr.. Patch. Very. very
important
Again he waited. leaning against
the banister and listening to the
confused harmonies OF Jazz-mad
which came floating down the stairs.
A check-girl near him was singing:
out in-the shimmee sanitarium
The tazZ-mad nuts resiue-
out in-the shimmee sanitarium
left my blushins bride.
She went and shook herseh
insane. -.
So let her shiver back again"
Then he saw Bloeckman descend
ing the staircase. and took step
forward to meet him and shake
hands
You wanted to see me- said the
older man coolly.
ives" answered Anthony. nod
ding, personal matter. Can you
JUS step over hereE
Regarding him narrowly BLOCK
man followed Anthony to a nan
bend made by the staircase where
they were beyond observation OF
earshot of any one entering or leav-
ing the restaurant
"wen?" he inquired.
Wanted to talk to you
What aboutT
Anthony only Iaughed-a silly
laugh; he intended 1t to sound
casual.
what do you want to talk to me
about?" repeated Bioeckman.
.swha'. hurry, old man." He tried
to Law his hand in a friendly ges-
ture upon Bloeckman's shoulder
but the latter drew away slightly.
"How'vs been?"
VERY well. thanks see
here. Mr.. Patch, I've got q party
upstairs. They'll think its rude
IL / stay away too long. what was
il YOU wanted to see me aboutE
For the second time that evening
Anthony's mind made an abrupt
lump. and what he said was not NJ
All what he had intended to say.
Understand you KEEP my wife out
Of the movies"
what" Bloeckman's ruddy race
darkened in parallel planes OF
shadows
You heard me"
Look here, Mr.. Patch. saio
Eloeckman, evenly and without
changing his expression. you're
drunk. You're disgustingly and in
sultingly drunk.
Not too drunk talk to you. In
sisted Anthony with a leer. Firs
place, my wife wants nothin' what
ever do with you. Never did. Cn'er-
stand me?''
Conttnaed fomoTro1.
c,,~,4~ht Isa1 Nv Chsrisz 6orfbrsr's Sons.