The Washington herald. [volume] (Washington, D.C.) 1906-1939, 1922-01-12
co-t,nses from Yesterday.


There was a brief note in the
mall from Harrison written just be-
core his departure for the West.
He thanked her for '"bully eve
King" Mrs. Parkinson was
-peach," She had promised to write
10 him and to send him some OF
the new books. He enclosed ten
collar bill. Would Jeanne be good
enough to send her some flowers
he believed she had mentioned
liking narcissus? He hated to
trouble Jeanne with the errand,
knowing how busy she was; but
he was an awful duffer about such
things. He was Yours as always.
Henry"
Jeanne laughed aloud.
You're coming on. Henry" she
picked up the ten dollar bill. This
would All her apartment with mar
cissusi"
But she dutifulIy picked up the
telephone and directed the hotel
florist to send the required blossoms
up to Mrs Parkinson.
Around midafternoon she arose
bathed. and made a careful toilet
I She felt fresh and radiant again
The maid came and dressed her
hair. and packed the gowns Jeanne
laid out. She hooked Jeanpe into
q smart afternoC frOck. and ad-
justed a veil smoothly over a Jaunty
little hat
II was 5 before Jeanne was ready
to start to the FORBES weekend
party. She had dallied purposely
until she knew Candy could have
called for Adele Parkinson. She
didn't want to run the risk Of meet
ing them in the lobby and being
forced to accompany them. ArriV
ing in Canby's car might prove the
last, touch to the impression Victor
Barstowe was already forming
about her and Candy after that un-
fortunate encounter the previous
afternoon
She crossed the avenue to pur-
chase a new book to take down
in the car. and was Just reaching
the farther curb when she heard
her name called
A long, dow, blue car drew up
beside her. and Victor Barstowe's
laughing eyes and broad shoulders
were above the steering wheel
"Jast saw Candy, starting down
to tn. Forbes with Mrs. Parkinson.
He told me bed asked you to join
them. but that you had engage
ments and would be along later.
/ say his boyish smile deepened
.ne cleft in his chin. ''if you haven't
a preyious arrangement, won't you
let me play chauffeur for your
Jeanne was exultant. but she hid II
ander a doubtful smile while she
considered, brows drawn. Bar
stowe waited anxiously.
The very card she wanted. but
dared not hope for. had been played
into her hand
When Jeanne stepped into sar-
stoves car. he asked gaily:
where to?"
sh. raised her brows in surprise
why, the Forbes, OF course"
But, I though Candy said that
you had an engagement somewhere
nrst?''
Jeanne smiled under demureiy
lowered eyes.
Il have no engagement" she
murmured. 81 preferred not to drive
out with Mr.. Candy. That was all.
'Umm! You have a way of doing
those little things Haven't you!
Yesterday you refused to have tea
with me and wen' of with Dick.
Today you refuse Dick and go OF
with me Well. at least you even
taings up a Bit"
Social fibs," laughed Jeanne.
But TO her surprise, the eyes ne
Turned to her wers grave.
Surely you're not iisapproving
OF such faisehoodsT" she asked In
: Amusement. "All of us tell dozens
81 social fibs a day"
He shock his head, steering his
car through the maze of traffic a,
the Fifty-ninth street bridge.
TIN no iconoclast iare say
Eve told as many lies rs the hest OF
Us. But I try not to. and I can,
say that wholly approve. Social
fbs. we call them, but we all know
thst it's just lying in plain terms
They break down the foundations OF
truth bequeathed US by our Puritan
ancestors. or whoever 1t was that
determined our present moral code
Because social fbs come trippingly
to the tongue, we soon find that
other and more serious misrepre-
sensations come just as easily. It's
the simplest Of habits to acquire
and the hardest to be rid off,
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