The Kevin review. [volume] (Kevin, Mont.) 1922-1929, 1923-11-01
Force of
Example
BY JOHN PALMER


nOlQS to his companion, WHOM ne mac
ventured to address after they haC
sat side by side at the little marble
topped table for some minutes.
And that was a long time, for every
one speaks to every one in the Cos
mopolitan, one Of those cafes for which
London is famous, frequented by
celebrities and half-celebrities in the
art and literary worlds.
Reynolds did not know much about
the place, but he had been in three
or four times during his visit to Eng
land, and a friend had pointed out a
few of the habitues to him.
FLOWS that?" replied the other In
such a curious tone that Reynolds
looked at him with careful scrutiny.
He had a very pale, clean-shaven
face, very dark hair, a high forehead;
he looked distinguished, and he looked
hard up, even hungry.
Perhaps you know this place pretty
well yourself?" suggested Reynolds.
ooh, a little, but I'd be glad to
know a little more about it," answered
the other. "Why did you say they
call it the Suicides club?'
Because three or four men have
blown out their brains here" an
swered Reynolds. "Over a certain
notorious woman" ne added. He
searched the interior, but Eva Ray
mond, the actress was nowhere to be
seen.
"She's Eva Raymond" he explained.
Appears to be a sort Of siren-and
she really is a remarkable looking
person. A handsome, dark type. I
don't see anything to rave about in
her myself, but then, of course, I'm
not smitten. Do you know her?'
1--WE seen her." answered the other.
"Call her attractiver' asked Rey-
nolds.
well that depends more or less on
what you would call attractive" the
other answered. "As to physical
beauty, / should say 10. She is a
handsome woman, but hardly anything
par"
Eyes? OF course I haven't met her"
said Reynolds. what is the attrac-
tion?''
How can I explain itY" unused the
other. 1.-THE charm Of a woman of that
character appears to be something sub
jective-each person feels it different
ly. At any rate, / know she has had
numerous lovers. But how about these
suicides you were speaking Off"
why" responded Reynolds hesi-
family, for he felt that he was only
repeating what had been told him, "of
course the police keep it hushed up
pretty well, but this place, you know, |
is a sort Of clearinghouse for artists
and people of that type. Perhaps
you are one?"
well, II write a little poetry. But
go on."
"Well, only last week there was a
came in here and shot himself at
her feet, they say. She had thrown
him over in favor of another. And
then, a few months ago, there was a
young painter took poison in here. He
left a letter accusing her as a YAM
pire."
That's very interesting" said the
stranger thoughtfully. "Of course I've
heard rumor Of that kind"
"You don't know her? l hope l
haven't been guilty of a blunderY
I've seer her. But you needn't
yourself l guess gossip is the
penalty, or perhaps the reward of
publicity"
"Why-there comes Eva Raymond
exclaimed Reynolds, touching
mis- companions arm.
A tall, very handsome woman was
into the cafe with a little runt
Of d man. She was superbly dressed,
and 1t might have been thought she
had chosen her companion as a foil.
Every n looked at her as she came
Up toward where Reynolds and his
companion sat, but she walked with
Inconsistencies.
The two sat down at q little table
1 short distance away.
"Stunner, isn't she! |" said Reynolds.
"Yes," said his companion. excuse
for a moment, will your" (,
Reynolds did not know whether he
Intended to return. Quite calmly the
nan made his way toward the table at
which the couple sat. The woman
'aised her eyes and looked at him
The man looked as calmly :
Jack again. He made q curious ges- t
ure with his hand. A shot rang out. +
There was a cry. Through the tumult !
Eva Raymond y stirred-only :
ooked at the body, falling, falling. y
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