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flash, she was off once more, this time
running toward the clubhouse.
Just at the doorway he caught up;
but his appeal to her to stay outside
was unavailing.
NO" she said, firmly, "you are
naughty boy, an ave foun' you out.
| My 'usban' would not like"
Your husband does not need To
Know" he urged. nor my wife, either.
That's what makes a party of this
Kind such fun-husbands and wives
not knowing each others cpstumes.7
YES" said she, -but I ave already
ad fun enough, my king" And with
that she moved into the ballroom.
BY the door they stood for ND
ment watching the dancers.
Look" he exclaimed suddenly.
There's another Columbine. She's
like you-exactly like you, even to her
red hair!"
Eyes, we came togeZzer."
But suppose were to lose you,"
said he, show could find you again?
How could I tell the two of you
apart?"
"Zat is a question I" she said.
Lets dance and talk it over"
"No, monsieur" replied the Colum-
bine, NOW I mus dance wiz some wan
else" AS she spoke a cowled monk
came up, and in a moment she was
dancing off with him.
meet me here afterwards" urged
King Charles as she moved away.
But she shook her head.
"How shall find you, then?" he
demanded, following.
IT don't sink you cant" said she,
and again he heard Der tantalizing
laugh.
He retired to the doorway and
watched for her, but by the time she
came around again she was with a
Sicilian brigand. He cut in. But ap-
parently this was the other Columbine,
for she did not seem to know him. Her
step was not so light as that of the
one he sought, nor did she speak with
a French accent.
Never mind! He would find his lost
Columbine. He was determined to find
her. And when they unmasked he
would learn who she was.
Time and again, when he saw a
Columbine wearing a black cooked hat
over bobbed hair, he cut In and danced
with her, but only to be disappointed.
F, Always it was the wrong one. He ques-
toned her about the other, but could
get no satisfaction.
When, at midnight, the dancers un-
masked, he FASTENED about the ball
room and the adjacent apartments
looking for the COlumbines. but now
he could find neither of them. Nor
could he find his wife, nor yet the
white-wigged lady of the French court
I whom he had identified with her.
Where could Eleanor be? She ought
to be in the ballroom. That was where
well-behaved woman belonged at a
party such as this 1t wasn't wise for
q pretty woman to 60 wandering about
outside, in the moonlight, with a
strange man, masked Since prohibi-
ton there had been a lot of drinking,
and fancy dress made people reckless,
/ anyway. Temporarily he forgot the
Columbine in his concern about his
wife'S behavior. as he looked for her
upon the terrace and the lawn.
Failing to find her he returned to
the club and telephoned home.
| "Hello?" He was surprised to hear
Eleanor's voice upon the wire.
ave been hunting for you all over
the place." he said. "What took you
home so early?"
"Oh, I got enough of it."
didn't you have a good timer"
II had an exceptionally good time"
she assured him.
"But I don't understand why you
! went home, then"
"Fancy dress makes people do all
sorts of things" she said, and before
he could comment upon the cryptical
character Of the remark, she asked
''Have you been enjoying yourself7"
ooh. I've had worse times" said he.
And thinking to have one final look
for his lost Columbine, he added: II
guess I'll hang around for while II
you don't mind"
"No, don't mind at all. Good night,
DEAR" and she hung up the receiver.
swell, dear" said Archibald Wei.
| IyiDc novt nnrnipp &c hio rr,ifo JooIxio
very lovely In shell-pink house gown
poured the coffee, cit was pretty good
party, wasn't it?" And as she nodded
he went on In an expansive tone:
made 1t rather amusing, after all
husbands and wives not knowing each
others costumes-don't you think so?'
"Yes, very amusing" she said.
u was quite sure recognized you"
he told her.
"oh, were your She looked up
quickly.
eyes. in a French court costume
with high powdered wig"
When she smiled and shook hel
head he was surprised.
"That wasn't you-honestlyf
mo, honestly"
| What was your costume, thenT'
Il went as Columbine," she said
and addressing the maid: "Pass Mr.
Welkins the strawberry JAM"
In silence he helped himself, spread
Jam upon piece Of toast, ate 1t, and
drank his coffee. Then:
There were two Columbines dressed
exactly alike" he ventured.
eyes" said Eleanor GUThic 10 fhe