Evening star. [volume] (Washington, D.C.) 1854-1972, 1923-01-14

| recognition lit up her rather tired
| eyes.
"Of course I remember you" she
| responded without animation. II
! never forget men. We met, hated and
parted. in Rye. last June, at a coun-
| try club dance"
! This sudden resume so startled him
that he could not fling out his usual
-uh-you're visiting Sally Parsons?
! For how long2"
! She did not look at him. 81 don't
/ know yet" she said evenly.
/ A young man from the stag line
had been chasing them around the
room. She paused at one of the exits,
and suddenly became intense.
will you-wilI you come out on
the piazza with me-for q noment?
she implored. Dumbfounded. he
nodded, and steered her through the
! door before the pursuing youth could
| reach them. Had she. or had she not,
| seen that invasion threatened? II
she had. her act was certainly quick
and clever. but he could not recon-
| cile it with her phlegmatic attitude.
There were several couples twosing
on the porch. There always are. She
looked around swiftly and went down
the steps. Perforce he followed.
There's no other way" she tossed at
him over her well-turned shoulder;
''we'n have to 80 and sit In Saliy's car
He almost staggered under that sug-
gestions, recalling certain little ad-
| vances and retrogressions under June
| moon. It was now late September, but
! the moon was full again. Could she
She was not settled in the car before
i she pulled a package of cigarettes from
the bosom of her dress. lighted one and
| inhaled fierceiy. There" she sighed.
.'If I'd had to go any longer without
one, I'd have danced a Highland ding
, up on the stage with the orchestral"
What the" he complained.
She looked at him, as If she had just
remember that he was along. ''oh-I
suppose you don't understand! Fact is.
| I--well, might as well tell you, be-
cause III probably never see you again
after tonight" 49,.
| He felt an odd surge of resentment
| on this She was still inhaling, rather
better than most girls, A shade too
we'll, perhaps. In common with most
men, he did not like to see girl get
/ what a man got out of a smoke.
IT might as well tell you," she went
| on in her impersonal voice, that it's
gotten to the point where the cigarettes
run me rather than me running the
cigarettes. I didn't realize Vow far
along was until came down here to
| Boston. where the girls don't smoke In
| the open SO much, and some people are
actually shocked by it, Why, for SaiiEs
| sake don't. dare let myself be Eeen on
| the porch, with cigarette In my mouth.
or I'll be pointed out as Saliy's, wild
friend from New York"
She laughed and the cigarette in her
mouth bobbsd up and down. The laugh
turned into q cough; she threw the
cigarette over the side Of the automo-
bile and continued coughing.
It was pathetic to see so much in
different beauty intense over cigarettes,
and bent double by the tearing Of their
incense at her lungs. 1t was more
pathetic when the girl righted herself
and lit another.
| He felt grayely concerned, all Of a
sudden, and as IL he had known her
for a long time.
"Why don't you stop" he suggested,
trying TO speak as impersonaiiy as she.
ITS poor stuff to Vet anything get a
hold on you. That cough-a coughs al
ways bad. And it's fact that smoking
hits a woman harder than II does Q
! man 20