The Washington herald., 1922-08-20
The Beautiful
And Damned
BY F. Scott Fitzgerald.
Continued from Yesterday.

Continued from Yesterday.
Having danced and splashed
through a lavish spring. Anthony
and Gloria found that they had
spent too much money and for this
must go into retirement for a GER
tain period. There was Anthony's
work" they said Almost before
they knew it they were back in the
gray house. more aware now that
other lovers had slept there, other
names had been called over the
banisters, other couples had sat
upon the porch steps watching the
gray-green fields and the black bulk
of woods beyond.
1t was the same Anthony, more
restless. inclined to quicken only
under the stimulus of several high
balls. family. almost imperceptibly,
apathetic toward Gloria. But
Gloria-she would be "a In August
and was in an attractive but sincere
panic about il. Six years to thirty!
Had she been less in love with
Anthony her sense of the flight of
time would have expressed itself in
a reawakened interest in other men,
in a deliberate intention of extract
ing a transient CLEAN of romance
from every potential lover who
glanced at her with lowered brows
over a shining dinner-table She
said to Anthony one day:
How l feel is that II / wanted
anything I'd take it. That's what
I've always thought all my life
But it happens that l want you, and
so L just haven't room for any other
desires"
They were bound eastward
through parched and lifeless
Indiana, and she looked up from
one OF her beloved moving picture
magazines to find a casual CONVEX
sation suddenly turned grave.
Anthony frOwned out the car
window. As the track crossed a
country road a farmer appeared
momentarily in his wagon; he was
chewing on a straw and was ap-
parently the same farmer they had
passed dozen times before, sitting
IN silent and malignant symbolism.
As Anthony turned to Gloria his
frown intensified.
You worry me-" he objected: 81
can imagine wanting another
woman under certain transitory cir
cumstances, but 1 can't imagine tax
ing her."
But l don't feel that way, An
thony. l can t be bothered resisting
things l want. My way is not to
want them-to want nobody but
you
Yet when 1 think that IL you
just happened to take a fancy to
some one
''Oh. don't be an IDIOT" she ex-
claimed. "There'd be nothing casual
about it. And 1 can't even Imagine
the possibility"
This emphatically closed the con-
versation. Anthony's unfailing ap-
probation made her happier in his
company than in any ones else.
She definitely enjoyed him-she
loved him. So the summer began
very much as had the one before.
There was. however, one radical
change in menage. The icy-hearted
Scandinavian. whose austere cook
Ing and sardonic manner of waiting
on table had SO depressed Gloria,
gave way to an exceedingly efficient
Japanese whose name was Tanala-
haka. but who confessed that he
needed any summons which included
the dissyllable "Tana."
Tana was unusually small even
for a japanese, and displayed a
somewhat naive conception of him
self as a man of the world. On
the day of his arrival from "R.
Gugimoniki, Japanese Reliable EN-
ployment Agency" he called An
thony into his room to see the
treasures of his trunk. These in
cluded a large collection of Japa-
nese postcards. which he was all for
explaining to his employer at once,
individually and at great length.
Among them were half a dozen of
pornographic intent and plainly of
american origin, though the makers
had modestly omitted both their
names and the form for mailing.
He next brought out some of his
own handiwork-a pair of American
pants. which he had made himself,
and two suits of solid silk under
wear. He informed A nthony confiden-
tally as to the purpose for which
these latter were reserved. The
next exhibit was a rather good CODY
of an etching of Abraham Lincoln,
to whose face he had given an un-
mistakable Japanese cast Last
came a flute; he had made 1t him
self but 1t was broken: he was
going to fix 1t soon.
After these polite formalities,
which Anthony conjectured must
be native to Japan, -Tana delivered
a long harangue in splintered Eng
lish on the relation of master and
servant from which Anthony
gathered that he had worked on
large estates but had always
quarrelled with the other servants
because they were not honest.
They had a time over the word
honest" and In fact became
rather irritated with each other
because Anthony persisted stub
bornly that Tana was trying to
say hornets" and even went to
the extent of buzzing in the
manner of a bee and tapping his
arms to initiate wings.