Evening star., 1925-09-13

dLllSl, YOU Will Keep your
eyes away from him." or
Il dered Papa Vallon of his
only daughter.
This was one morning in the
drason-f1y time of Summer when
Madeleine stood in the front shop
room Of Papa Vallons little bakery
Parisienne, which is down at one end
of Burgundy near the Convent of the
Sisters Of the Holy Name.
But. papa" protested Madeleine
These artists, they make for no
good
Yes, papoute, but"
And this one which calls himself
Peret, when he comes by the shop
here you will not to be seem
This last was a most unreasonable
demand for, as is generally known,
those artists of the quarter. including
Pascal Peret, came into the bakery
Parisienne only when they saw
Madeleine there. And as for Peret-
well, he had once gone to the ridicu
lous extreme of standing for more
than two hours in the sun on the
corner until he saw her inside and
then, entering, had gone to the
further length of purchasing one
Creole chocolate, half a dozen tarts
and three loaves of bread, in order
10 remain talking with her a most
inordinate time. Even Papa Nallon
realized his bakings were not SO un-
usually superb as to warrant this
behavior.
BY all this it will. perhaps he
imagined that Madeleine was what is
called pretty. Well. she was. And
she had mind of her own. 1t is
questionable just how this interview
with her good and excellent parent
might have ended this morning, but
for the entrance at an oppertune time
of NJ Aimee Francois de Lapouyade.
"Ha. 1t is YOU" said Papa Nallon.
breaking off suddenly in his lecturing
of Madeleine.
Now Lapouyade was the one man
the old baker liked less to see in his
shop than Pascal Peret. the artist.
For Lapouyade was the rental agent.
True" responded Lapouyade, lay
ing his dirty brief case on top of a
pan of newly baked brooches. How
do YOU carry yourself?'
Like water in a cracked jug,
thanks. My difficulties are many; my
business is most abominable.
POUR said Lapouyade. easily, in
the tone of a man who heard such a
tale often. Il wish often, me. that l
would have a business so fine like
you. | decide this morning / pay
visit by you just to get the feeling OPP
timistic."
Visit" Papa Vallon actually
growled Visit? Helm. you call it
visit when you come at me to collect
those rents
M. de Lapouyade, said the old
baker. Not never I SET eyes on
You unless you come al me for those
rents. When l wish me some repairs
do van n,alSo opnear pce Them No.
then you stay away most complete.
Lapouyade's atmosphere grew cool
er. p have not known you desired
any repairs whatever
1T is that you not know never. But
attend. l do not desire for once. |
demand"
The rental agent had visibly frozen.
'Eh? What it is there you want, my
friend?"
First, NJ. de Lapouyade, you hear
me, it is that | wish paint by this
building.
Paint"
Paint
"It is unheard Of" cried Lapouyade
"How much it is heard of I do not
care" retorted Papa Vallon. You
hear me make demand"
But my dear sir eXpostulated the
agent, for 25 years 7 have handled
] hear one demanding paint by it.
There will be paint. or else | will
move quick out"
Lapouyade, shrugged.
pAPA VALLON grew more excited.
II will refuse to sign the lease
next which is soon. due"
The agent tapped his pencil
thoughtfully upon his finger nails.
Then, brusquely: That lease. | do
not think you will wish to sign her
anyway"
"Eh2''s -=
Il have wished not to mention it,
bring 1t up, ! must inform you, my
friend, that the rents will ascend at
the next lease"
Helm" Papa Eillon exploded
Again? Once already those rents
are gone up too high"
The bakers look was so woeful that
Lapouyade condescended to go into
some detail: Il have one client, you
must know, who desires this building
lady, 1 assure, with much money, and
how much rents she will pay is no
importance with her"
Tea shop echoed Vallon.
But yes. When she sees this build
ing, the exterior, she decides herself
II is the place just she most wishes
for. After that she sees 1t she looks
no further. She says this building is
the most quaint she sees yet. Well,
what is 1t I should make?" Not get
ting any direct reply Lapouyade an
swered this query himself. Il tell you.
my friend, l make one fool If 1 not
rent this place to her all quick, isn't
il?
Papa Vallon.