Evening star., 1924-08-17

| ly reproachful expression on his
brow.
She felt her very heart shrink away
from poor Andrew.
"Oh, Andy" she stammered II was
coming to tell you that-that I don't
want you to get me a ring today-not
today, please, Andy
And why not?" he demanded, dis
pleased and puzzled.
She averted her face from Andrew.
please. Andy. don't question me now.
Get cab for me. will you, quickly? I
want to go home. I'm not feeling very
well. No, please, please, let me go
alone!"
She had a brief impression Of An
drew's outraged face as she leaned back
in the cab.
Susan. you're not even decent" she
walled. For within her was beginning
to grow an overwhelming desire to
know what manner of man was the
live Mr.. Clarence Joslyn.
Then on Sunday morning she sat
down at breakfast with the Sunday
paper propped against the sugar bowl.
she turned the page, then clutched at
the paper and devoured it with a
startled eye.
Major Clarence Joslyn home from
Far Hast," she read.
And underneath:
Major Joslyn, recently of the British
Army, arrived Wednesday on the
tAriadne' after two years in Arabia
and Persia. Mr.. Joslyn will be remem-
bered for a picturesque undertaking in
which he mapped the ancient irrigation
system of Babylonia from an airplane.
For this purpose he was lent by the
United States Government to the British
Army, in which he was given the rank
of major. At that time the papers were
full of this exploit. both on account of
it's unusual character and the fact that
the work was carried on under fire
from the Arabian troops :"
Susan made sound of astonishment.
That's where l got his name!"
She could dimly recall now having
read of the reconstruction of the lost
waterways of Babylonia. and something
in the account he'd undoubtedly cap
tured her imagination. Eagerly she
turned again to the paper.
Under the auspices Of the Geogra-
phical Society" she read, "Mr. Joslyn
will give a series of three lectures. be-
ginning this week Friday evening Il >.
THAT afternoon Susan strolled into
the Public Library. When she
the best-informed person in New York
on the subject of Mr.. Clarence Joslyn.
But there were two facts that stood out.
and they had nothing to do with his
scientific honors: he was thirty-two and
unmarried.
| Susan's motive in attending Clar-
ence's first lecture was not defined even
to herself. She felt that the chances
| were she would be so disappointed in
hot hA
come away cured.
| She had slipped into an inconspicu-
Gus seat, and there was just time to
| cast one glance about her before the
| chairman of the evening came out to
| introduce Clarence. But this one
glance was enough, for in the course
of it she met Andrews eyes. He was
seated on the opposite side OF the
room, and he bowed to her solemnly.
There was heavy look of Judgment
about him. He was there to see for
himself.
Susan felt cold with dismay. Would
| he come to her after the lecture and
texpect her to introduce him to Clar-
ence? Proba bly,. Andrew didn't be-
lieve in tact. Susan felt like lighting.
| ''Oh, Clarence she prayed, don't
disappoint me. Make me proud of
you, dear. dear Clarence"
! ana from tue IIO1ileHI lie Stcppcu
in front of his audience she knew her
| prayer was to be granted.
But it was when he got well into
his lecture that you knew Clarence
was most decidedly somebody. Lis
tening, Susan slipped straight into
| world where the horizons were wide
| and problems had to do with life and
death, harvests and drought and
| foods.
n She listened, so completely drawn
out of herself that it was with a
| sudden shock she realized that the
| lecture was over Clarence was COM
| ing down the platform steps. A
number of persons were crowding
| forward to ask him questions.
Out of the corner of an eye she
could see Andrew moving slowly with
the crowd down the side aisle.
She moved into the center aisle and
began to saunter toward the plat
form. She decided that when she
reached theg second bench from the
front she would turn, and if Andrew
was not in sight she would flee be-
| fore any of the little knot around
| Clarence caught sight of her.
But, unexpectedly, Clarence looked
| straight over their heads.
| Yes, yes, you're quite right, l be-