The Bismarck tribune. [volume] (Bismarck, N.D.) 1916-current, 1924-02-04
XXI (contnued)

been what is called woman's
woman, but always had my
friends. and suddenly realized
that l had missed ms. own SEX"
II shouldn't, fancy that you two
would have much in common"
you forget that we were both
nurses. We compared experiences:
methods of nursing, operations,
doctors. surgeons, shell shock, plas.
tic surgery, the various character
istlcs Of wounded men-all the rest
OF it."
ut must have been an exciting
conversation
"You nevc,' could be brought to
believe it. OF. +: was. Afterward.
we talked Of OTHER things She
seems tonne quite q remarkable
woman"
Entirely so. What Is 1t she
lacks that prevents men from fall
Ing In love with her? Men flock
there, and she is more discussed
as mind and a personality than
any woman among us; but 1t is all
above the collar. Apd/yet those
handsome.ugly women often capt.
vate men,"
You ask one woman why anoth.
er cannot fascinate men! 1should
say that 1t is for want OF transmits.
sion. The heart and passion are
there-I will risk guessing that
she has been tragically in love at
least once-but there is something
wrong with the conduit that carries
sexual magnetism; it has been bent
upward to The brain instead OF d.
rected straight to the sex for which
1t was designed. Moreover, she is
too coldly and obviously analytical
and lacks the tact to conceal it.
Men do not mind being skewered
when they are out for purely in
tellectual enjoyment. but they dc
not love it,"
Clavering laughed. "I fancy
your own mind Is quite as /coldly
analytical, but nature took care O
your conduits and you see to thu
tact. You cannot teach Cora how
| to redistribute her magnetism. bu
you might give her few points"
"They would be wasted. 1t Is
merely that am a. woman OF the
world, something she will never be
And in my hey-day, l can assure
you. was not analytical"
Your hey-day?"
II was good many years young
er before the war. remember
Heavens! How rowdy those young
people are! A month ago l should
have asked II they were ladies ant
gentlemen. but I have been quite
close to their kind in the tea rooms
and their accent is unmistakable;
although the girls talk and act like
gamines. One OF them seems te
know YOU"
Clavering had been conscious
that the restaurant was filling with
groups and couples. bound, nc
doubt, for the opera or theatre. He
followed Madame Zattiany's eyes
In the middle OF the room was
large table surrounded. by very
young men and girls: the latter as
fragile and lovely as butterflies
that pathetic and swiftly passing
youth of the too pampered@ Ameri
can girl. The youth OF this gener
alton promised to be briefer than
ever!
| He gave them a cursory glance
and then his chair turned to pins
Janet 'Oglethorpe sat at the head
of the table. What would the brat
do? She had been fond Of him al
a child, but as he had fotnd hel
detestable in her flapperhood. and
been at no paias to conceal his at
titude. she had taken violent dis
like to him: Last night he had de
liberately licked her on the raw.
He was NOT long In doubt She
had returned his perfunctory bow
with curt nod, and after brie1
interval-during which she appear
ed to be making communication
that was received with joyous hi
llarity-she: left her seat and rar
across the room. She might have
been in her 2own house for all the
notice she took Of the restaurants
other guests.
'Clayering rose and grimiy await
ed the onslaught. Even the wait
ers were staring, but for the mo
ment only at the flashing little hg
iure whose cheeks matched to
shade the American Beauty rose o.
her wisp Of 2 gown.
Her big black eyes were spar
(, king wickedly, her vivid little
mouth wore = twist that can onl,
be described as . grin. She hat
come for her revenge. No doub
Of that.
She bore down on him, ant
shook his unresponske hand heart
lily. 1--WE been telling them how
dear and noble you were last night
dear Mr.. Clavering. just like a rea
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