Evening star., 1923-03-12
THE EVENING WASHINGTON, MONDAY,

marrying nowadays-that is. II he
thinks Of marrying in the younger
crowd-and know I'm not the kind to
be satisfied with spinster aunt.
Il like 'em when they're young and
I like 'em when they're irresponsible,
but I can't let the matter In for q
daughter-in- claw who would turn the
town house upside down and make a
country club out of Roslyn Towers.
She wouldn't stand for that. you
know: She has her dignity and SO
has tho name"
As he paused Sangree shrugged
You should have married before
the marriageable females had become
so-tempestuous." he ventured.
Quite SO. But then. didn't. oh.
Or even ill-mannered. of course the
war brought on all that. But l do
object to their airs of familiarity with
men, their damnable omniscience and
self -sufficiensy. 1t goes agains the
grain. 1 know my way about with
women. I've always tried to divide
EN- into two classes-those one mar
ried and those one didn't. But now.
devil take me If ] can tell one class
from the other. Hang 1t all, a man
tress-tete baissee. you know"
But their airs Of familiarity"
Sangree found himself saying. rather
to his own surprise, aren't they the
very tokens of innocence?
Hang it all: SanEree. you've nret a
lot of these young people. What
dye think of them? Tell me, Id like
to know"
I've told you that my opinions have
no value
But they have I know you're not
my sort. I'm hardened. But they
must rather shock a chap like you"
Sangree lighted his cigarette de-
ibnr fa1, IN.f ho tod
1T takes good many kinds of
people to make up world" he said
with a slow smile. Your little world
is merely a reflection of the larger
one. There must be bad little angels
even in heaven, and I'm sure that
there are good little devils in the
other place
"Oh. ] don't say most of 'em aren't
straight. But do you know the sto-
ries they tell about the Meriwether
girl?"
NO. and don't think I care to
hear" said Sangree
But YOU do know that the little
Everard kid gets 'stewed' at every
parry
"Ah--''
"And that the Towne girl thinks no
more of kissing a boy than she does
Really. Chichester, I'd rather keep
ily tluSlOHS IL you uOn nina.
'Tllusions!" muttered the older man.
with a shrug. II didn't know any
man could have illusions nowadays"
well, I have" he said cheerfully,
IT prefer to think of these little ac-
quaintances of yours and mine as chill
dren who should be spanked and put
to bed. Besides. I don't like men
tioning names If you don't mind"
Sangree made a motion as though
to rise, but Chichester laid a hand
on his arm.
"Oh. I say, I thought every one
knew"
Gossip of this sort doesn't interest
me-"
1T would. if you were thinking of
marrying one of them"
But, then. I'm not, you see The
marks of-ah-condescensi T have
received" he said with dry humor
are merely fiattering to my years
Chichester. not to Observation-Disclosures
ness"
Chichester grinned, but he pulled
jerkily at his small wisp of mustache
You know l envy you your illu-
sions. Sangree 1t doesn't pay to know
too much. When you've knocked
about as l have you lose your faith
That's a pity said Sangree But
isn't ones faith in the virtue of
others merely a-ah-refiection of
ones faith in ones own?"
"Eh? What's that? Faith in ones
own virtue? By George! I wonder"
He leaned forward. his brows tangled.
Sangree hesitated for a long mo-
ment and then. scarcely conscious of
his own earnestness, Il won't let my