The Washington herald., 1922-06-13
Continued from Yesterday

length IL was past, and Leila
emerged from the boarding house
door in a costume that, to her es-
cort for the day. was entirely new
and evoked his admiration. 1t be-
gan with a cunning white beaver
sport hat and one Of those delight
full woolly scarfs; II carried on with
a green sweater and a snappy plaid
skirt, and II finished up with silk
stockings OF a pattern so attrac-
tive that one should have paid a
luxury tax just to gaze.
Vow the sight of this new hnery.
while IL admittedly enhanced the
beauty Of the woman's outward ap-
pearance. did not. in Joe Hancock >
eyes, enhance the beauty of her
soul. for he assumed. ignorantly.
that Jack English and Fat Frank
lin must have been making her
presents of clothes. He did not
know that, instead, Aunt Eleanor
had sold COW. Nor did he see any
more depravity in the girls accept
ance of scarfs and silk stockings
than of Tbones. He only noted
that this was another particu-
lar in which the wealthy could out
bid the poorer wooer.
Smashing he pronounced. when
the girl poised for a moment on the
top step, playfully spread her arms.
and rotated like a fashion model.
Did you get the tickets?" she in
quired, showing all her teeth.
"Rawther-r-r-r-" trilled Joe,
proudly. and helped her into the
automobile.
Were they-very expensive?"
Only ten apiece" discounted Joe
with the bored air Of a man to whom
SO is worth about 10 cents.
'Why-e-e-e-e." And Leila looked
at him in amszemeRt. but mingled
again with admiration.
ANY trouble getting Them"
Not to speak Of" Joe dissembled.
with a play upon his words.
Wen. wasn't that just too loveiy-
II seems as II everything is turn
ing out wonderfully for us, doesn't
it?"
For u.s. Joseph Hancock. grim
In his scared heart. continuing to
study this little type here beside
him as IL he were a scientist and
she were some very gaudy little
new species of butterfly. noticed
that she said. FOR US" and specu-
lated sardonically upon just what
she might mean by those two last
words
Seen much OF Franklin IateIy9"
he inquired. with calculation in the
question and none whatever in the
timbre of its utterance.
Not since night before last" Leila
answered in asgrfeved tones and
with the appearance Of a cloud upon
her brow. Wasn't IL cheap Of him.
he didn't ring up OF anything
about going to the meet. Why. IL
II hadn't been for you. Joe. l might
have been moping there in that old
attic all day long o. well" and
she shrugged her shoulders, "if he
wants to sulk he can sulk. Great
big baby like that getting the sulks
about-about something"
Joe felt something knock dis
mally inside OF him. which should
have warned him that his love was
not so dead after all: but it did
not. Yes, he perceived gloomily,
she and Fat were engaged all right;
the girls manner told him that:
but since. during an entire period
Of thirty-six hours beyond the mo-
ment of his victory. Fat had mys-
teriously failed to press his atten-
tions. the natural result was that
the lady in the case was milf ID.
aud-little poacher'-she was will
ing. therefore, to accept more
favors from Joe. knowing what
he knew. Joe felt a certain sense
Of responsibility for Fats failure
10 appear. but was not thereby
moved to enter any defense for
the absentee
But a new interest had by this
time seized upon the volatile girl.
"a she noted with enthusiasm the
pennants with which Joe had
dressed the corners of the car. and
'the packages OF confetti and ser
pentine on the front seat for use
AZ the pavilion in the afternoon.
Joe, You're a dear. she ex-
claimed impulsively. and clasped
the nearest of his hands and shook
IL. 'Why-why-your palms are
cslloused," she discovered with
amazement. You've been doing
hard work-manual labor"
Joe threw up his hands and
laughed at the preposterous idea;
but this was mainly a maneuver
to get one of them away from her
clasp. He could not bear her
seemingly innocent, comradely
as the day advanced, he lost his
extremely analytical viewpoint. His
heart began to covet her again.
and he could not be comradeIy
with another mans treasure. In
stead OF analyzing he began to find
EXCUSES for her. and was even
sadly happy that. although lost to
him, he was nevertheless permitted
TO give her a day of pleasure
At noon they turned in for
luncheon at Eagles Rest. There
must have been a dozen automo-
btles parked in the circle outside
the rustic chalet. with more ar
riving every minute, and already
seventy-odd merry studies were
lunching. For Leila to learn that
Joe had thou yhtfully telephoned an
advance order. and to have in con-
sequence just the cutest little table
for two reserved upon the vine
grown piazza at just the very best
spot for overlooking the entire gay
scene, was absolutely thrilling.
Besides the sheer joy of the ex-
perienCe. IL ministered greatly TO
Lela's feeling of self-respect to find
herself looked after in this way
Md Joe had done twas doing IL.
Not Jack English or Milt Frank
lin. sons OF millionaires. but Joe
Hancock, the coop waiter. to whom
zach single dollar was at least as
large as the moon at its full.
From time to time the girl found
herself looking Joe over curiously
to see what II was in him that she
might have missed noticing before.
H.