Evening star. [volume] (Washington, D.C.) 1854-1972, 1924-02-03


with him in the strip of forest grove
outside. where they could not be seen
please let's not talk any more
about It," she said, In a voice tremu-
lous with her great earnestness. 81
just can't say yes to you Holly. j
can't"
but you're going tomorrow. and If
you get that far away from me /
know I'll lose you." He laughed sor-
/ rowfully.
Listen" she said. Il never meant
II to 60 this far. At first / enjoyed
having you seem interested in me;
| can't deny 1t. But. honestly. thought
you were such-such a light sort Of
person.
YES" Holly interrupted, with a
little bitterness. You made IL pretty
plain you're familiar with my type
I'm just Harry Lloyd I know. We're
only Ministries, OF course. the light
comedians that were never meant to
be taken seriously. But we do feel
a little ourselves, sometimes. We
really do. you know"
| voice. Don't be afraid you haven't
made me understand that. Lately
I've seen that you care for me in a
very real and lovely way, and ap-
preciate 1t more than you guess. But
not enough to think I want to marry
you"
Well" he said, at dosen't seem
to me i can stand it. but ! suppose
| I've got to-" Then. for a moment, In
the darkness he walked away from
her, but turned quickly and came
back where she stood grieving. IT'S
all that COMPOUNDED Harry Lloyd" he
said. II believe If 1t weren't for him
I'd have had better chance to make
you like me-
She echoed his unhappy laughter
and her response came to him in a
whisper: Like you? You don't
| know how much I like you: But
"Yes--I hear the but" he said.
do you think you'll say yes to Rem
merit before you go?"
II don't know. I don't think So"
you?"
VIII you let Tommie Rennert come
thereT' he asked, huskily.
II don't know"
HOLLY laughed again. and his Bit
- terness returned. 81 see. You
want to make IL clear that there's no
chance at all for me. Though you
won't say yes to Tommie definitely.
you're going home to think IL over
about him, because maybe you will
decide to say yes to him later. Isn't
that the way OF IT."
That was, indeed, "the way OF IT,"
but Virginia could not admit ii. For
some reason she felt that II would
be shameful to make such an admis-
| sion; and the unhappy young man
| heard premonitory sounds OF ap-
preaching tears IT Just can't talk
about 1t any more. Holly" she said.
"I-you don't know how It all hurts
me!'
This had the right effect at once.
For heavens sake don't cry" he
said, OF course; and patted her Shout
der lightly. There's nothing for you
to really worry about. You're right
about me: I'm not a heavyweight, and
I'm not going to be in such a bad
state Of mind. Cheer up. dye hear?''
II can't" she whimpered. II
know you do care. Holly!"
Well what of it?' he said brus-
quely. Listen"
From the clubhouse veranda two
hundred yards away, there came a
chorus of boys and girls voices call
ing: "HoIlyi Oh. Holly! Oh. Hollyv'
What you want?" he beloved.
"How about 'Spaniard OReilly?'
Everybody's waiting"
I'm comins" he called. Then he
turned to his agitated companion, and
laughed. TITS that fool new song"
he explained Il promised 'em I'd
sing It with the orchestra. Don't
worry any more about US Harry
Loyds. We're all right so long as it's
summertime, you know. Come alongr
She came along. but she knew It
! wasn't "all right" with him: and she
wept to her pillow that night when
she thought of how gayly no had
sung 'Spaniard Orally" and had
been the life Of the party" as usual.
for her sake-to keep her from
"worrying." And the next morning
he said good-by over the telephone
as gayly--he explained that a tour
nament foursome" prevented hin,
candy and a copy OF ''veuetIan Let