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Pays green eyes stared al her She was not listening,
 Let mo ask you something. Syl- via,' she said sharply, after g pause. Am l beginning to look like an old nag, or what"
 Sylvia burst out laughing. You? At twenty-throo? You must be crazy!" she cried. why of course you don't look old. What makes you think you do?'
 Two things" Fay answered, First of all, Eddie calls me up this afternoon 10 ask me if he can take Sally Murch's young sister to dance tonight! II seems this kid has no regular beau Of her own and she wanted to borrow Eddie. told him 10 go ahead. l really wasn't jealous because inc kid is q dumhheli -- regular blank cartridge. But thlnh of it! Here are these flappers Of six teen coming along and taking our men from us,"
 Her face was quite tragic as she went on: And then. there's an- other thing. Tomorrow night IS Halloween and for the first time in my whole life I haven't been ln- vitcd 10 some kind of HalloWe tn party. Nls haven't any idea how old and blue it makes me feel' 1on know. Sylvia, girls are old at twenty-thrce these days! Honestly I'm beginning to feel like an old maid. and e just about made up my mind 10 ml"ry Eddie Carter right away and be done with it. II don't this March kid or some other flapper is going to sign him up, surc!'
 It was plain that she was most unhappy because the faithful Eddie had gone stepping with Sally March's flappcr sister.
 And at trc sight of her misery Sylvia forgot all the heart-ache and iealou she had ever given her Once more she was Pays Very Best Friend, as she had been since they were ten years old.
 "Tn tell you what, I'll throw Halloyc'cn party tomorrow nght' she said. her eyes dancing with sud- den excitement. "I think Ranny getting q bit bored. anyway. or nc wouldn't have wanted to play cards tonight"
 In five minutes time sh" was making out st of the things she would need for q midnight lunch to
 he telephone inviting the old "croWd.
 Sylvia and Ranny are going 10 have a rodco tomorrow night Syl- via heard her say and be sure 10 bring your rubbers along. It's go- ing 10 be. awfully wet, I'll tell the rcn-turpin world"
 Sylvia walked out into the hall and laid her hand on Pays shoulder. Don't say were going to have a wet party" she whispered, shaking her head, "hccause we're Inr.."
 Fay cut her conversation short and asked Sylvia what she meant, flor the love of AIike.'
 "Just what ] said-Wc're not haN- ing any more liquor parties in this house." Sylvia answered. "Ranny's s cut out drinking and I'm not going 10 help pull him off the water wagon"
 Fay stared at her and began 10 hum something about Sunday school scholars. every ono--foiloW . ing in the steps of Washington"
 Listen. Iizzic,' she said, in her Icomical way 10 Sylvia when she had finished. If you really have yen to hold Ranny. you're not going 10 do it this way--by giving bone dry parties and preaching 10 him about the evils of red rum!'
 Sylvia flushed under the sting Of 1 her words,
 "T don't preach 10 him about tanythine." sine answered, but Ran nv's settled down lately Hes changed lot since we've been mar ,ricd."
 "Yas. he has-not!" Fay laughed, blinking her big green eyes like some 1.-the lazy tiger cat. You may think hes settled down for good ,hut he hasn't any more than a gas balloon! You just wait a while and hell be giving you such a run fo' your money that your ankles will catch fire trying 10 keep up witl him."
 Sylvia was not at all ruffled hy what she said. She was sure thai Rannv was through with his philan. idering and his poker playing. She knew that he had settled down
 once and for all, 10 the serious
 business of being a married mar and the Head of a Family - fol
 hadn't he told her so himself? Anc hadn't he been home every nigh
 for a month? What more could sh'
 ask in the way of proof
 J Well, don't say I didn't war; -you." Fay said. getting mp from he
 chair and lighting a fresh cigaret.
 Warn me about what?"
 Warn you about Ranny." Fa,
 yawned. q know his type. Hes jus like I om,--full of pep and ginger
 fizz and adventure. Keep him guess
 ing. Sylvia, Don't let him be to-
 sure of you. Make him the least bi
 iealous of you every now and then It'll do him good. It's the way t hold himi"
 Sylvia shook her head. "No," she said. with q quiet lit tie smile that barely dimpled tn . corners of her soft mouth. That not my idea of being a wife | Ranny-to run away from him an say Chase me, Ranny. have nel place to hide!' My notion of holdin his love is by being on the job al ithe time, by letting him know in
 truth-that he's the only man Iv
 ever cared two pins about, or eve , will, Maybe I'm old-fashioned, bu [ can't help it."
 . Fay came over 10 The Nest earl the next evening to help Sylvi