Evening star., 1925-12-13
Continued from Yesterdays starr
MIN.
Memories Again.


II the visit of Lady Weymouth left
It's Impress upon Joanna. only Roddy
Kenilworth and Teddy Dorminster
scnsed it. Neither Of them knew of
he appeal to the Golden Girl by the
sister of one Of them, but both, in
their separate regard of her. were
conscious OF a subtle, but inSiStent
change in her.
John might have realized it. too. but
his was not a sensitive observation.
And, as the days passed. Tvonne had
drawn him closer and closer to herself
alone. That YVonnc was deliberate,
and m"rcilcss. in her fascination of
the Young architect whose name had
50 suddenly become known around the
world. was apparent to all that gay
circle which WorShipS like glittering
GerN iSheS Of q Luculian cult around
the shrine where all is gold that gilt
terS.
As DorminStcr had repeated TO her.
as kenilworth and Brandon had
echoed. and as even Lady Weymouth
might have said. those who watched
were quick 10 recall IL had been prom
ised that when the brilliant. always
dazzling YvUnne Coutant decided to
strike back. there would be a crash.
The crash, they predicted was on its
way And the ruins ii would leave
NOulu bc the (IOIGen lr0l.
If there had been restraints fixed by
Joanna for her bewildering revel. they
seemed suddenly TO vanish. What
ever walls she had built around her
ScTuples tottered SO il seemed. and
50 those who watched concluded. Ted
dy DorminSter was frankly worried
kenilworth. with the calmness Of the
older man. gave no sign of whatever
might have been his reflections. but
Joanna found him more constantly at
her side.
There was some marveling at the
persistence OF the bond which held
Nvonne and Joanna together Be
tween them there seemed to have
arisen-nothing. As always they We're
inseparable, whether at the Casino III
the gambling rooms. at Prince
MichaelS. the opera or at the fash
ionahlc gatherings among the villas.
There had been a deep interest in the
vaguely rumored romance between the
Young and wealthy American girl and
the promising young architect whose
dream in stone was coming true. 1t
was believed by some that Joanna was
Surrenderins him too quietly not to
have a design in reserve Others
pointed merrily to Kenilworth. Bran
don and Dorminster, and remarked
that the field of her choice. and of her
varieties. was wide.
Perhaps Martha. who AT times, and
in the secrecies Of the blue and gold.
and-scarlet boudoir, lapsed from the
tmpaSSiveneSS that should hedge in Il
humble maid. and put her arms
around the girl who slept in the big
he'd might have added something to
any discussion of her mistress. Par
ticularly after that mistress had sat
up In the bed. knees drawn up and
chin resting on them. silent and al
most pulseless. through all the hours
after she came in until dawn. What
Martha would have liked to have
reported, as something, however.
that she couldn't understand. was
that when Joanna finally stretched uuI
for q tWo-hour sleep. she remarked,
apropoS of nothing:
There's a lot of things in the world
that don't matter,
John walked with her through the
grounds when the workmen, with re-
newed feverish activities. We're put
ting their finishing touches 10 the
fairy-lille structures The night of the
fete was close at hand. Here and
there across the grounds miniature
domes and spires We're being Silded.
Their shining surfaces caught the
glints of the sun and mingled them
with Il purple haze that hung like d
flnly. iridescent Veil over the whole
Mediterranean shore.
1T means something. that tint in
the atmosphere" Joanna observed.
lone of the Monegasques who live
here the year round probably would
make a prediction of some sort. Every
one Of them is a weather expert.
They would have spoken Of the haze
in the air to one of the natives, but
in their absorption Of the imposing
details Of the reShapinS OF the Annette
grounds. they forgot the embryo mist.
As was her custom OF late, Joanna
acknowledged no intrusion between
J ohm and herself. After that first day,
the day of his arrival, when her heart
was ready to leap to his. but was re
pulsed. she had been whatever ms
current mood dictated that she Should
lie. At times he put his arms around
her. and drew her to him, and there
were silences between them. At other
times he was detachd, moody. To
day. Joanna knew. he was ngntlnS
with q serious hurt.
The first weeks Of his visit had