Evening star., 1922-04-30

"No. no, no. nov' she denied We
hemently.
Dorothy" There was appeal as
well as question in his lowered voice.
yes" she whispered, and leaned to
touch his lips swiftly with her own.
That's for your fve-year-long faith"
she murmured.
Had not Tom Martindale been SO
exigent, things might never have turned
out as they did.
Either a fellow is engaged or fel-
low isn't engaged" he had pointed out.
Its a month since / put it up to you.
Dorrit, and you haven't said when yet"
81 suppose you're right, Tom" she
replied
"Of course I'm right" said he.
'I think I'll go home now" said the
girl. mo, please, l don't want you to
take me- I'm going by myself, If you
don't mind
Dorothy's Sterling Wright. as soon
as she had turned it into the main
road, took, as it were. the bit between
its teeth. and insisted on its own way.
With a high thrill of her pulses Dor
othy recognized the screen Of willows,
saw the old stone posts loom in the
moonlight. and. bringing the car to
standstill. leaned forward to drink in
once more the dear and unforgotten
vista of Pasaueet. Me.
Pasqueet had vanished.
MR. THOMAS n. MARTINDALE
A'1 prided himself on being man
Of action, and with reason. He men
toned an engagement between him.
self and Miss Dorothy Forrest The
Searchlight announced the betrothal
in an early May issue.
After a brief but spirited colloquy
with him, Miss Forrest went with her
uncle and aunt to Alaska, leaving him
the undisputed possessor Of a large,
valuable and premature emerald ring.
Subsequently Dorothy revealed an
ambition to see the orient. which her
guardians kindly gratified. There
after they took her to Vienna, Rome,
Paris, London and other way stations
or the grand tour of forgetfulness.
In the course of much time and far
.,
ing the rigors of winter. brought up
at Palm Beach. There she fell in with
a Young diplomat attached (though
not violently to the French embassy
at Washington, who Immediately De-
came her devoted slave. He suggested
making up a party to see new movie
released.
For the first half-hour of the per-
formance, Miss Forrest secretly
yawned. Then, with startled ex-
clamation she leaned forward, con-
vulsively gripping the front OF the
seat before her, her eyes fixed with
the intensity of hypnotism.
Pasqueet. Me-, had flashed upon the
screen. And down the peaceful village
street ambled a COW, looking as snug
as a COW should who earns $40 a day,
led by young man in farm garb and
wearing the face of the monarch OF
Fasqueet.
The director asked her, How do you
like it?" adding, That's the most
carefully detailed picture I've ever
produced"
ITS quite wonderful" answered the
girl. in a polite but muff1ed voice.
This scene is supposed to be what
we call humorous relief" pointed out
the director.
Eyes; it's awfully funny said Miss
Forrest, and burst into tears.
He took her hastily outside. where
she presently professed herself quite
recovered from an inexplicable attack
of faintness, and proved 1t by putting
him through a shrewd examination.
"Where is Pasqueet, Mr.. Blabson?"
"It isn't. It's just location.
"Please tell me what location Is.
"a scene that we built to shoot. It's
built from the front only"
"Ohw said the girl, enlightened as
to the reason for the house without
back. "And what becomes Of 1t
after you've shot it?'
"1n this case it went to the man who
owns the old estate we used for the
location. We turned it over to him In
lieu of rent. He'll sell it to the wreck
ers, 1 suppose, and make quite a good
thing"
81 see. Is that all he got for his
! rent?'
well, as recall, we paid him ten
day for his COW and five for himself.
Animals sometimes get more than hu-
mans in our game-that is, than ordi-
nary mob actors"
"And was the farmer with the COW
an ordinary mob actor'?"
IF he had been," replied the direc-
tor ruefully, my company would
have saved money. Before he was
through with US we'd paid him a cou-
! pie Of hundred thousand dollars for
rights in p new lighting device OF his.
and only part rights at tina" -"
sThaak y6u,.' said Miss Forrest.