Evening star. [volume] (Washington, D.C.) 1854-1972, 1924-08-24

not awfully particular. Only I don't
believe that much would kill Mabel
anyway"
Helga takes the packet Of poison
| and holds it in her hand musing--
But think" she murmurs, "of the
relief Of death. Think of the relief
to person of Charles tempera
ment to be dead"
on, ] know that. And for that
matter-since of course we'd have to
poison Meadows, too, for getting il
Meadows ought to be glad to be
dead. But you see, Helga, it isn't
| done"
Lionel walks across the stage and
| lights a cigarette.
But what can we do?" saws IIeIr.
She clasps her hands about her knees
as she sits. When she does that the
| audience knows at once that she is
| going to analyze herself do you
ever look into yourself. Lionel, deep,
deep into yourself? / do Some
times l try 10 picture to myself that
| it's not me, but just something inside
| of me. Do you know what | mean,
dear?'
Il think ! do" murmurs Lionel.
They're off. For the next 10 min
utes Helga plunges into d fierce
| analysis of herself.
| When she is finished or as nearly
| finished as she is likely to be, Lionel
| says:
Then / suppose we must simply go
as We are--
Il suppose so. Lionel If, as you
say. Charles and Mabel have d right
TO live, it seems as if We have to be
| satisfied"
"Ierhapc it does" says Lionel He
takes a turn up and down the room
and then he says:
There's just one thing I've thought
about, Helga. It's only an idea, 50 OF
course you can say no to it at once
| if there's nothing in it. But couldn't
we perhaps get just on train to-
gether and go away together"
"Where?' says Helga.
"Oh, just anywhere. It's only an
idea. You mentioned Havana just
now. Couldn't we just get u train
or a boat or something and go to
Havana?"
Il don't know. Lionel. 1t all seems
so strange. l must think
HELGA presses her hand to her
i L forehead. This is always a sign
that she is thinking, or trying TO.
Lionel let's her think undisturbed.
Il don't know. Lionel. ] must think
it all out. l must analyze myself and
let me think a month. Perhaps it
will be clearer then
Lionel looks 1T his watch.
Il say" he says. Charles and
Mabel seem a long time in looking at
that mare. How strange it seems
that commonplace people like Charles
and Mabel can know nothing of the
things that means SO much to US. l
suppose they never stop to think"
They never analyZe themselves"
murmurs Helga.
And just then there is light knock
at the door and Annette steps in
with an envelope on d tray.
Mr.. Chown asked me to give you
this letter, ma'am, after he had gone"
Had gomez"
Yes. ma'am; he went away in a
taxi with Mrs. Derwent."
Helga takes the letter, tears open
the envelope and reads aloud:
Dear Helga: Mabel and l have de-
cided to go away together. We are
taking a train South this afternoon.
! have made every arrangement for
| you in regard to money and that sort
of thing, and. of course, now you will
be completely free. We shall not be
in your way at all, as we are going
far away; in fact, we are going to
Havana
As Helga finishes reading. she and
Lionel remain looking at one another.
ITO Havana" they both repeat, and
then there is little silence.
After which Lionel says:
DO you know, Helga, it rather oc-
ours to me that it's the commonplace
people who do things"
Copyright, 1924