Evening star. [volume] (Washington, D.C.) 1854-1972, 1926-01-17

| plumbed new depths in her.
They spent a month on the Crazy
| Bill said he wished they could stay a
Winter, but he agreed with Eve that
they owed something to her mother
The night before they broke camp
they sat before a roaring open fire
that cast fantastic lights around the
fur-decked living room.
Presently Bill spoke, breaking a
long, sleepy silence.
I've always thought" he said
that some day I'd like n place in the
country. One Of those long, low.
rambling houses with lots of land
around it. A place where we could
have horses and dogs and-and--'
The word children was on the tip of
his tongue There it stayed. He had
come to realize that Eve, though still
the miraculous one girl in the world
for him. had odd Withdrawals from
some subjects.
So after a brief pause he finished
simply:
Would you like it?"
In his voice there was a boyish wist.
fulness. Eve was only 20; he was
all OF %. Yet at moments like this
she felt older, almost motherlike.
Some time, perhaps" she evaded.
But this Winter We'll spend in New
York"
X X %
IN New York. Ewes mother awaited
them. She had found an apart
ment for them, east of Central Park,
which she had Sublet furnished.
Il knew you and Eve would love
it," she said.
Bill glanced around the living room
II suppose" he reflected, I'm an
awful roughneck and It's about time
| had my taste educated"
Ewes mother gave her a swift
searching glance. The wire Eve had
sent her the day OF elopement had
given her a brief taste Of triumph.
But since then she had begun to won
der. There was no binding the fact
that Ewes new husband was what
Americans referred to as a small-town
millionaire. She suspected he had
neither social graCes nor background
Now the swift dismay in Bills face
as he glimpsed the living room had
convinced her that she had. after all
been TOO quick to snatch at anything
the gods offered.
Poor child" she said to Eve. did
you mind the honeymoon very much?'
Now you're fishing" retorted Eve
calmly. IF you mean did 1 mind
Bill-no. He's ever so much better
than l deserve"
"Eve-you haven't fallen in--in love
with him.
THE final faux pas-to fall in love
with a man you marry for money"
commented Eve.
IN her voice there was a bitterness
and q hint Of antagonism her mother
could not understand. Nor could Eve
though she felt both.
In New York. however, Eve rapidly
returned to normal. Ewes mother
was relieved Bill hewildered. In less
than a week the month he and Eve
had spent on the Crazy seemed in.
credibly remote.
He was. as Ewes mother suspected
a small-town millionaire. More than
that, Bill was inextinguishably the son
Of a Yankee mechanic who had had
the wit to invent an automobile &C.
CeSSory and the Shrewdness to cash in
on it. Bill, like his father, was a mil
lionaire only by chance. Actually he
did not fit either into the menage
Ewes mother organized and managed
for Eve or even in New York. At the
| end OF a week his chief diversion was
tramping the streets by the hour, feel
! ing like an alley cat.
| The apartment. exotic to begin with
SEEMED 10 nave CeNelOpeu IElo pure
! ly feminine paradise in which his pres
! ence was an intrusion. Eve had hel
| own quarters, he had his. He had not
| protested. Reverting to the argot OF
| the garage. he would have said that
| this was new territory to him and he
! was going slow, always ready to slam
| on the brakes.
| Even SO. he realized that it couldn't
| go on. The trouble was he didn't
! know where else it could so.
| TO him that first month in New York
| had nothing to offer. Then one after
| noon early in December he returned
home pleasantly exhilarated and al
most happy.
Bill had been helping a taxi-drivel
| change g. tire,