Evening star., 1925-07-31
Shall we dance?" he begged.

Sndll we uanC6 ne begged.
She rose at once, quite willingly.
You are a thoroughly irritating
young man. she declared. II shall
send for Mr.. Grant Slattery to come
and talk to me. He seems to pick
up a wonderful amount of informa-
ton, and so does Prince Lutrecht.
Even my husband hears things some
times. No one has refused me in
fOrmation-only you. 1t is either be-
cause you don't like me or you don't
trust me-"
II am not my own master" he
reminded her, as they started off to
dance. "As it is, I have spoken more
freely with you than with any one
else before in my life
They danced until the music ceased.
Gertrude clapped for the encore, and
they went on until the finish. Then
as they walked toward their table,
she continued their conversation.
There is something you could tell
me-" she said, because, if it is true
the whole world will know it in
day or so. Does Lord Yeovil mean
to once more invite America to join
the Pact?'
You have heard that spoken off"
Il have heard it stated for a fact"
Il believe it is true" he told her.
Grants farewell shake of the hand
possessed a particular significance for
mademoiselle with the red hair, whose
rent was a little in arrears. She felt
the crisp paper in her palm and
flashed her thanks across at him.
This is too good of monsieur" she
murmured. Because he dances so
beautifully. He has no need of a
lesson. l am always at his dispOsi-
ton"
They separated mademoiselle to
glance at her note and find her most
sanguine hopes more than realized,
Grant to rejoin Itash and his imper-
turbable companion.
AZ am in danger here" he declared.
Il am of so susceptible 2 tempera-
ment and mademoiselle aux cheveux
rouX has spoken to me of the loneli-
ness of her life. I think l shall go
back to my hotel. The sea air today
was very invigorating but it also
makes one inclined to sleepiness. Be
sides, l am like an uneasy spirit to-
night Wherever l descend | find
myself that terrible third. What hap
pens TO him in French fiction and on
the stage. one knows. l think I'll
depart quickly"
Itash smiled, showing his wonder
full white teeth He was more at ease
now. and he was not without a sense
Fetch mademoiselie here" he sug-
Eested. she is a very charming
young woman and we will make a
partie caUree. We will see the night
through and end it in my rooms with
breakfast" &"
Grant shook his head.
II am no longer of the age when
such things attract" he sighed. BE
sides which | detest an aftermath.
The nights which end with bacon and
eggs and coffee offend me. / prefer
they terminate with the playing of the
violin to the door, the bow of the
Commissionaire, the little voiture."
Monsieur has sentiment" Cleo
murmured.
Il cling to what remains of it."
Grant assured her earnestly. When
sentiment goes, then life is like the
dust which the Persian poet tells us
about. And SO, all YOU young people.
farewell -
He made his boW. collected his hat
and coat. and departed. He left the
place with the air of conqueror
He looked back at it, metaphorically
shaking his fist.
This is a sorry triumph" he NUT
tered, as he lit a cigarette. There
is that ass Lymane gassing away tc
Gertrude-thank heavens he doesn't