The Washington times. [volume] (Washington [D.C.]) 1902-1939, 1923-10-31

your sister? How's she
getting aIong?"
"oh / guess Margie's getting
along all right now. She amt liv.
ing with Roy North any more
y Guess you knew that. i.
No? They quit each
other: couldn't get along. !.
I guess Margie and me wern't cut
out for wives" she interjectecf
with dry bitter laugh. Roy lost
his job with the syndicate he was
working for, and then he was
crazy to do q dance turn with
Marjorie in vaudeville. Everyone
was crazy about dancing after the
hit the Castles made. He and
Margie had a try-out and the
booking people said the turn was
ell right, but there ought 10 be
some singing song or two, you
know. Margie's got no voice;
never had. so Roy got another
girl who could sing. and they went
on the road, and left Margie in
New York city. =. And then
II don't know what happened.
! guess he just got tired
sending her money. He quit wri-
ting after q while and she never
heard another word from him. She
was broke and sent her some.
thing once or twice, and then,
little while ago, she wrote me she
was through with Roy forever.
and she and Mrs. Lightbody
were going to open a boarding
house for the summer down AT
Asbury Park. She's been there
ever since June. and I guess they
made something out of 1t. She
writes me she's going to try tho
movies. Somebody told her she
was sure to make hit; she says
they tell her she's got just the
right kind Of face for it,"
Philip nodded. Marjorie ought
to photograph well. He was sur
prfsed to discover how much her
fortunes interested him.
''Of course, Connie, / knew she
wouldn't get on with that fellow.
He was no darn good"
''Oh, Phil knew that. Didn't
I talk to Margie till was blue
in the face? But you couldn't
make her see reason. Guess she
found out all about him for her.
SELF"
A vague impulse came to Philip
to give Constance a couple of hun.
dred dollars to send her sister
without betraying its source. He
glanced at the check book lying on
his desk. It embarrassed him to
speak about It. and as he hest.
tated the inclination passed.
well, I wish her luck /" he said
awkwardly. 81 don't see why she
shouldn't do very well in the
movies. She has looks, and
think she could act >"
Eyes, and she's got the kind If
prettiness she won't lose for a
long time"
Constance rose.
Guess I'll be going, Phil.
You've been awful kind. You
might arrange to open a charge
account at Thompson's. I'll get
Paul's outfit there-his uniform
and things-and it will make 1t
easy"
''Sure-I'll take care of thar.
There's nothing I can do
for you personally, Constance?"
AS he held her hand at parting,
he felt for the first time a sudden
wave of the old warm affection.
Poor old Connie-By God, it was
a shameLThe damned selfish
beast!
He stared out upon the empty
lot next door through the window
of his small office, and chewed
savagely upon his cigar.
The Decision
Riding home on a crowded Jack
son street cable car late one foggy
afternoon a few days later, Philip,
as he chung TO the stanchion of tho
dummy, decided he would delay no
longer in buying a new motor car.
Getting home in this fashion was
altogether too tedious, too DIS
agreeable. He wanted a comfort.
able little closed car he could drive
himself.
CTo Be Continued Tomorrow