San Antonio light. [volume] (San Antonio, Tex.) 1911-1993, 1926-01-31

for the tub, Helen took a sponge.
Curious how in all continental hoi|
tells the wash stand was invariably ii|
the bedroom-eyen when n bath adm
joined.
What was that? Above the runninj|}
water-a staccato knock.
Warren" rafting the knob
Someone's at the door,"
The devil there is" He turned OIL
the water: who's there? What d'yoq
A flow Of unintelligible German.
Have to wait till I'm through J.
Why in blazes did they plant this tuiH
by the door? Heluva place for
bath %
Dear. I'll get your robe" DragX
gilg it from the trunk, she tossed III
in. See what he wants." d
Profane grumblings. Then tho
sound of the opening door. u
"Yes, that's mine, all right. Hold
on minute! Ei1 minute!" II
The cli8k of coins. Fumbling in hiS
trouser pocket for tip. u
Dear, what is it?' SIZE called.
MY fountain pen. Left it at thdl
desk when l filled out those blooming.
blanks" N
Again the running water. An irats
splash. 4,
Now, don't get out again. If anyIs
body else comes to that door--theH
stay there. No more callers while I'm{!
hayin' scrub
TRIES THE SOFA.
In her black satin travelling psjat'
mas. Helen now tried the discomfor:sS 4,
of the sofa. u
Curled up in her closest knee-cbest$.
snugglc, her head was still on thef,
steep incline. And she always slepQ
with no pillow or only a small one. II
A rush of resentment at Warren's7
matter-of-course selfisbness. His sixt
foot-one must have the bed. Yet haSi
might have offered it. Il
Always his comfort came first. Sbe-'
was willing it sbould-if only bel
would make a pretense of considering.
her. H
Got my slippers:" he called.
pitch 'em in" Then, as he shuffledl
out, Now. if you're goi1' to take al
baltimore fast. | want to get someS
sleep"
NO. I'll wait till morning-Tv,Ii
washed in here. But. Warren, justi
look-Tll have d wretched night, YoJIp
know L never can sleep with my hea
high" III
Want your feet high-forcver fus-''
sim for a footstool. Try it the othe.,
way-get your head down and your.
dogs up
You needn't laugh-theres Moth,
ing funny about it! You've comfort
able bcd-and I'll have to sit proppct
up all night"
well, what d'you want?" windinsl
his watch. Expect me to park
tbere!' Y
"You know / don't. But yol
might've offered-you might pre- Il
tend" .I
mot the pretendin' ki1d-don't
waste my breath on grandstand
plays. Now, what d'you want to do! h
putting out his shoes. Bunk with
me?''
Of us would sleep. oh, put out my OK
fords, too. And travelling all day
we're both so tired. Dear, why can't
put down that feather cover and sleep 4
on the floorF
HELEN TRIES FLOOR. II
"Not thick enough" punching the
downy "uber-bette." "Squashes into
nothin'."
I'm going to try it-anything's BET
tor than that sofa. No place In here
but in the bath room. Oh, news <
paper--did you leave that one on tne
traint"
"There in my overcoat pocket. (
What d'you want with it,"
FAN that nice bedding-I don't
want TO soil it." -,
The newspaper spread on the batn-
room floor. with grumbling disapproval
Warren helped her lay the feather
"uberbett."
@You can't sleep there! Feel that
draught from under the door-right on
YOUR head. And on this stone floor
You'll be sick tomorrow" a..
"Oh, I've an ideal" eIcitediy.
brilliant one!"
"Huh, like all your others IL
Snatching a bath towel, hastily
Helen started to dry the big ftt tub. !
"Eh, what the Sam Hill Iou
crazy?"
".just wait till I show you! Brins
me the extra pillow from your bed anu
the one from the sofa"
The tub thoroughly dried, she lined
1t with the newspaper. Then the two
pillows placed lengthvise-and onI
them the "uber-bett."
"There :" triumphantly. Feel how
soft-and ] won't get draught or
anything. Now the covers from the
sofa"
Clowering disapproval, he watchedI
her spread the sheets and blankets.
Then gleefully, with much rafting
OF newspaper, Helen climbed in.
"Oh, I'm so comfy-don't LOOK
so?" cuddling down.
"Of all the idiotic stunts " he snort <
ed. "Kick that faucet in the night
and you turn on the water!"
SOLVES PROBLEM.
"TIl be CAREFUL won't squiriny
around. oh, / love it." snugglingl
deeper. "You needn't stand there ard
glover. You'd never have thought OIL
this
"Nor anybody elsel Sleepiu' in n
bathtub :" with savage disgust.
"Well, ] think it's an awful clever
idea. II you weren't so grouchy, you's
admit it,"
, won't be so clever If you turn OF
that hot water and scald the skin Ola
YOU"
I'm too tired to stir. Dear, taksl
off this soap-tray. Oh, ] feel as snugl
as bug in rug. Now, stop scowi-
ing and kiss me-"
"Bunking in the bathtubl That's al