Evening star., 1927-05-26
Little Blue Flowers.
A S Mary Baldwin stepped from
Y the dusty car into the cool
Y shelter of the Hiltons' Spanish

"a shelter of the HiltonS' Spanish
4 \ bungalow she felt the relief o
one who has finished weary
ing Journey of 20 miles. Mrs. Hill
ton. hospital and charming, met hel
with a kiss quite as If they were ole
friends instead of chance acquaihe'
anceS.
"Of course. you are tired and ex
bausted" she said. Come right t6
vour room. You will have an hour
and a half to rest before. dinner.
Mary. far from home and used tc
hotels and rooming houses. found q
deIirbtfui refreshment in the hIgl
cai1ed apartment with its cool. tinted
walls and draperies. Beyond an open
door was visible a cleaning white
bathroom which offered every luXur!
for the travel.worn bod%. She iald
aside her hat and sank into a wicker
chair. ,s toto
an adjoining apartment accohla-
MED by a japanese servant carr!ii.e
their overnight bags helpeu ner 70
realize the measure Of the hospitai'S
offered them. Rolf sauntered into her
room at once. removing wilted collar
and tie as he came.
some place Hilton's got here he
remarked elancing around aomrins-
IL. Didn't expect anything Hke 'his'
did you?"
Mary shook her head.
.Those pictures are all signed.
she exclaimed as she made the dis'
covery.
"Well. we're in luck, I'll say" Rolf
commented. when George FORBES
introduced me that night TO hilton
/ never dreamed he'd ask us out here
10
real folks. And see the style theN
live in
"nn YOU know" Mary unused,
brushing back her black hair with
one slender hand. II can't imagine
why they did ask us But I've a notion
we're going to find out before we leave
this house"
Rolf did not hear this last sentence,
for, whistling softly, he was entering
his own apartment.
As she bathed and brushed her
black hair the little Eastern woman
tried TO find reason for what was
perhaps the pleasantest experience
of her whole Western trip. George
Forbes-who was George Forbes any.
way? A passing acquaintance OF
Rolfs but otherwise unaccounted for
had introduced Hilton to her husband
one night at the Plaza Hotel. Incl
dentally she, too, had met Hilton. had
thought him vastly agreeable and
then had forgotten him. Then as
they moved on to the next town in
their sightseeing tour a letter had
caught up with them. Hilton had in
vited Rolf and her out to his place
for the night. Rolf had accepted even
while she hesitated, and here they
were.
After her bath, Mary slept for half
an hour, then arising put on the gown
Rolf had insisted upon her buying
for this occasion. 1t was simple,
lustrous thing of blue and it made
her look younger. softer of heart and
mind than she was. Rolf, looking big
and pink and amiable in the suit
which had meen pressed for him by the
japanese servant, admired her
smilingly.
You're an infant except for your
sharp little eyes," he said.
Mary sighed. Her eyes were sharp,
she saw lots of things Rolf never
did. and perhaps it was well, for her
rant for scheming world.
They went out together and Mrs.
Hilton met them with enchanting
friendliness. A generous golden,
sparkling vision, she seemed uneven
IL matched with her thin, bold, suave
husband
you love blue, too.' she said with
a gracious smile at Mary. But you
have no flowers. I will get you some"
] She vanished through the door that
led into the garden and was back
before Mary had exchanged more than
ia half dozen sentences with her host.
In her hand she held a bunch Of blue
flowers of color that matched Mary's
tgown exactly. Marys favorite color,
too. She pinned them on her breast
with a grateful smile. There was no
time for more. The Japanese serv-
ant was announcing another guest.
. i've asked DR.. Orr TO meet you
people" Mr.. Hilton said as he intro
duced the newcomer.
Dinner was announced and they
went in. Over her iced cocktail Mary
took good look at Dr. Orr and de.
clded she did not like him. She was
not crazy about Hilton, either. Be-
side them Rolf looked as gayly limo.
cent as big blonde baby.