The Washington herald., 1922-01-29

Jeane smiled a greeting.
You're looking particularly gor-
geous tonight" she said. ION to
the usual late party. ] dare say
Adele nodded, looking Jeanne
over critically.
when you ind time to be fitted
for. the new and marvellous crea-
lions in which I see you appearing
each evening. IL q mystery TO me,
Also to be brutally frank, how you
afford them Il an eternal enigma.
You sent me to your Madam Julie
but the price Of the first gown she
showed me knocked me out and ]
had to be revived with aromatic
spirits. After that I crawled TO a
taxi and came home to. weep" 'alsg
Jeanne laughed. but only SHOOK
her head. She remembered sudden
ly that she had received only that
afternoon a request for settlement
on her account at Madame jules
1t had been worded courteously but
In no uncertain tone.
by the way" said Adele Parkin-
SON, ''see what have here,''
She opened a small brocade bag
suspended from her wrist and ex-
tracted letter.
wen hn0wn Chirography.
''Reco gnize the handwriting. by
any chance?" she quiered mis-
: chievously.
Jeanne did--instantly. How often
during her school days she had
found three-cornered note in that
handwriting tucked into the pages
OF her geography. In high school.
where there had been a French
'course.:the notes had changed to "Je
Vous Anne. ma cherie," and "Vous
etes beau dun ange. Henri"
Henry Harrison had never shone
as a French scholar Nor
as lover either. thought Jeanne
with smile. as she nodded to Adele
Parkinson's question.
DO you two correspond? How
amusing"
How nice. ! call itr returned
Adele sharply. Il like your West
erner immensely. He Is so big and
clean and strong like a fresh wind
that's blown over the Rockies! He
lives, that man! He doesn't just
view life from a club window. He
doesn't know an oyster fork from
nut pick. but he does know that
women aren't made only to be paved
and gossiped about, and married
just to hang the family jewels on"
Jeanne smiled amusedly.
He seems to have made a hit. my
woody Westerner!"
The youny widow nodded vigor-
ously.
Twice he's sent me flowers" she
acknowledged, "and we're carrying
on beautiful correspondence"
Really? How delicious" Jeanne's
eyes opened wide. mo one would
ever believe II of Won"
Mrs. Parkinson sighed and drew
her Spanish shawl around her as II
she were suddenly cold. They were
standing in the lobby now. jostled
by seething crowd.
NO, no one would ever think il
of me! Everyone thinks I'm Just a
doll to be dressed in my best frock
and walk and talk and laugh when
I'm wound up Some day
I'm going to run down and then
God help me" she finished hurried
ly in a low voice.
Astonishing Adele
II suppose Vic is waiting for
you. Good heavens. there comes
Dick, Duck quick before he sees
you or he'll be wild You know of
course that he's violently jealous
of Vic?"
JcdHuc turned SLOWLY ana 1lasneu
a smile to Candy above the heads
of the crowd through which he
was shouldering his way majesti-
cally.
why should rum she en-
quired mildly. MY engagement Is
with Dick
Adele stared.
Are you mad" When you're en-
gagged to Vic?"
Jeanne shrugged and turned to
hold out her hand to Candy. His
face was almost purple with his
arduus progress through the
crowded foyer and the weight of
the heavy fur coat with it's rolling
collar. Jeanne thought that his
cheeks looked flabbier than she
had even seen them. and his eyes
were more than ever like a dead
fish's.
Ready" he inquired affahly.
'Lo. Adele! Where you been keep
ing yourself?'
Just where I've always been"
she replied with deadly sweetness.
You evidently haven't tried to find
out, or you wouldn't have had to
ask"