The Washington times., 1927-04-12

die age. were ford In type, and
Jacqueline knew instinetively were
married--but not TO the three, bob
bed-haired young girls at their
table. The entire party had been
drinking. These men--tney were
higher type than the girls; they
were men Of easier manners and
more polish than Julius Lupino
Vet, strangely, they seemed TO look
up to him. They seemed to be
flattered at the attention Of the
Sea Shell proprietor.
The introductions meant only a
babble Of names in Jacqueline's
ear. Insistent appeals that she
sit with them brought her to a
seat at their table. Glasses and
bottles were all around her-and
laughter; but she managed, against
the will of the others. to have
nothing but ginger ale.
Enter the Stranger
Then, from nowhere apparently.
tall. youngfsil man with smiling
gray eyes joined their. party.
Miss Kay, / want you to meet
Tom Ware, /" one Of Lupinos
guests was saying.
The tall, smiling stranger crushed
the end OF his cigarette in a tray,
bowed slightly. Jacqueline = heart,
for no known reason, jerked sud
denly In her bosom. Warm. pene-
trating radiatnons swiried bewilder.
ingly through her whole being.
M surprised to see you here, =
he said.
Jacqueline felt his words had
reached no ears but her own.
"Why?"
Because you seem out Of place
IN this environment.
His eyes regarded her pleasantly
but shrewdly. and she felt she had
known him thousand years. In
her wrists she could feel her pulse
begin to beat. She did not smile,
but as she looked at him her eyes
widened and grew steady Their
hands touched. and the pressure
was warm and restful.
She was aware of Julius Lupino
tapping the tall young man on the
shoulder.
No funny business now, Tom,
Lupino was saying with a show of
humor. I'm telling you now
hands off. Miss Kay is under my
special and personal charge. I'm
giving everybody warning.
The calm gray eyes of Tom
Ware, still smiling, turned toward
Julius Lupino.
Say that again, please?" he
asked.
Il said no funny business, !"
Lupino repeated. with Miss Kay.
I'm warning you fellows to be-
love. | saw her first"
The lightness of his tone, the
smile on his lips. were not en-
tirely borne out by the faint fore.
gathering of a scowl between his
black brows.
A vacant chair was beside Jac-
quehne's and Tom Ware dropped
into it. Il believe you mean that.
Lupino," he said with laugh,
Sure dol" julius Lupino de-
clared, with hearty good nature.
I promised Miss Kay to keen all
sheiks off. Didn't 1, Jacqueline?"
Sweet papa" a blonde bob
cried irrelevantly. ''What'd you
do with your regular red.headed
mama, Julius?"
Jacqueline's face suddenly
famed. Only two persons at the
table saw it-Lupino and Tom
Ware. The others were too en-.
crossed, too heady with LIQUOR,
For an instant her eyes blazed
furiously at Lupino. Abruptly she
rose from her chair.
Quite Silly
This is too siIlyi'' she exclaimed
angrily to Tom Ware.
The next instant she had left
the table and was hurrying back
toward the dressing room.
The presumption Of the man
the insolencei Jacqueline could
hardly breathe. And before people
before Tom Ware
to speak to her like that!
She walked straight to an open
window at the rear of the dress
ing room, stood with her back to
the other girls and drew air into
her lungs until they were ready
to burst. A voice was at her
elbow-the girl called Nav. in
fragmentary dancing costume
"a SP0uGACSs
Something upset you, dearie?"
Yes"
Lupino?"
A nod of the head.
/ thought he'd try to get fresh,
but ! didn't expect it so soon, .
May told her sympathetically. AT
that. you've got to overlook q
whole lot in the big fellow. He
just don't know-that's all. He
amt used to your kind. You
know where he comes from, don't
your
Il don't know and I don't care .
Jacqueline declared vehemently.
From the Bowery. when he
was a Kid. He was a professional
prlzeflghter, and wrestler. But
ne don't run with the gangs
any more. He pals around with
mob OF uptown politicians; gyms.
100, they say. and he monkeys
with nothing but sure-thing stuff,
You know what kind Of lanes 4
man like that is used to. BlIt
you've got to give him credit >
Jacquellne looked at her frank
" Credit? Give him credit?
For what?"
For making a lot O. dough and
coming up. in the world. Don't he
look like gentleman--aImost.
But you can handle him. Don't
iet him get you're goat. After all,
Fellows like that Amt so bad II you
Keep en- in their place"
Poignantly, JacQueline realized
that she uraa ,nnrnt - 1-.-s -