The Birmingham age-herald., 1922-01-17

first day In the movies and preparing to go home, 1 found l had been liv- ing somewhat on the outside of it all. | had been revelling in others expe- riences, and they had all been so very new to me. Could l make these ex periences of any use to myself? l had barely concluded that might do so when someone rapped at the door.
 ''Rial Ria" It was Herb Richard sons voice.
 Ria isn't here, Mir. Richardson. She has gone home. She is trying to find you"
 All right. I'll wait for you and take you down.r
 had a moments doubt about this. Was 1t the right thing for me to do? In Ria's present excited state of mind would she understand?
 However. decided to go with him. I do not think that we always realize our thoughts and actions are affected by the seemingly least im- portant of experiences, but have now come to believe that consciously or unconsciously, the little change is made.
 My ride back to the apartment with Herbert Richardson changed my en- tire idea of men. ! l did not want Herbert Richardson to find Ria until she had had time to sift out her emotions and settle | on some plan of action. Regardless of what he might say to me regard | ing the night before, knew it would | not hurt me so much as what he might say to Ria would hurt her if l had not prepared him to look upon | her as the one woman who had his interest most at heart. 1 As I came out the door, he just nodded tome .curtly and led the way to a stunning car that only seated | two.
 | I had expected to sec the wonderful sedan of the night before and stood waiting uncertainty.
 Here, virgie; this is my car," he said.
 I "Was the car you had last night, Bill's?" I asked irrelevantly.
 No. that was mine," he answered i shortly
 "But-but-" began.
 "Get in, get in I have four cars if you want to know" ! l did not answer. hut I think for the first time I realized that Herbert [ Richardson was very rich man. !, After a few moments Iawakened to i tho fact that Herb had not spoken 1 Since we started. His whole atten- ton seemed to pc cGnltTeu upou breaking the speed laws and burning up the road in front of him. Sud denly I relaxed that we were not on the road home.
 "But we are not going home. Where are we going?" 1 protested quickly
 We are going some place where can talk"
 But you don't want to talk to me. You want to talk to Ria
 Perhaps. I am not quite sure. That is what I am going to try and find out from you. You seem to be the one honest woman that l have met in a long time.''
 "Ria Is perfectly honest. Herb"
 That's what you can, explain to me. l am not so sure"
 How terrible. Don't you believe in any woman?"
 "Yes. Strange. as 1t may seem, lit tie girl. I believe in you" Unconsciously I drew away to the far side of the seat. He did not seem to notice and there was silence again. At last he said: Do you know, vir- ginia. some day I am going to write a book which will deal with the kind of women with whom a man feels compelled to fall in love I mean the different kinds of women he must. sometime in his life, love-.
 "Oh, Herb, do you really think a man loves more than enc woman? mean really loves?" I asked, inn lpetuously laying my hand on his arm in a way that veered the steering