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fox scarf around her slender
shoulders.
There, now!" she said. looking
at herself in the mirror, with great
satisfaction. Il guess I'm all jake
except for some more lipstick." She
added another flaming touch to hel
mouth, and announced that she was
ready to go out to dine before al
Hollywood.
She looks just like a photo
graph Of What the Well-Dressed
Woman Will Not Wear in 1921
thought Bobbie. gazing at her from
the rear as she followed her out into
the sitting room.
Evidently Roy Schultz thought
something like that, too. For he said
quietly:
DO you think you need all those
beads and bracelets, Monica? Won't
they make you nervous?"
Monica's eyes were like blue flame
mo, they WON'T she said coldly
And let me tell you something, Roy
Schultz. l may not have any money
or any education, but there's one
thing l certainly do have-and that's
style. So don't try to tell me how to
dress" And she sailed grandly out
of the flat ahead of him, and teet-
cred down the stairs on her high
spiked heels.
"Roy's begun to see his lady love
as others see her" Gus remarked
as he and Bobbie got into his dark
green car. Did you ever notice that
about people? They never begin to
see each others faults until they be-
gin to fall out of love with each
other"
Bobbie thought that over all the
way to the Montmartre restaurant
where they were going to have din
ner. Why was she only beginning tC
wish that Gus wouldn't wear g
watch-bracelet, and a flashy ring or
his little finger? Why was she be,
ginning to wish that he wouldn't pay
quite so much attention to his
clothes-as much attention as a cir
would pay to hers? Why did she fine
herself wishing that he wouldn't
carry around a little pocket conf
for his blond mustache, and that he
wouldn't smirk when girls tried tc
tlirt with him on the street?
Why did she notice all these lit.
tie faults that really shouldn't mat.
ter to her? Could it be that she wa!
fn1t ,,t 90. !, /,
that she finally had got herself en-.
gagged to him?
"Oh, no." she told herself firmly
as they drove up before the restau.
rant where SO many famous people
have entered and eaten and gone
away. I'm just getting to know Gus
That's ALL care for him just a:
mich as ever l did
1t was true that she no longer
lay awake nights. wondering where
he was and worrying about him
But then that didn't mean anything
She had to get the proper amount OF
sleep, now that she was actually
playing in pictures. Nothing made {
girl look old and puffy around the
eyes like losing her sleep.
She chung close to him, as they
went up the thickly- carpeted step:
self that she was the luckiest girl or
earth, and only half believing 1t.
She sat down to the table, be.
tween Roy and Monica, to a dinner
that was to be more amusing thar
any vaudeville act she had ever wit.
messed.
CHAPTER LVIII
There are two kinds of gold dig
gers.
The first kind Is the Harmless:
sort that "vamps'' such trifles a!
dinners, chocolate creams, perfumes
Friends.
The other kind is the gold-d dig
ger de luxe. The big game hunter
She goes in for diamonds, automo.
biles, charge accounts at the bes
shops. fur coats, and other lux.
happen to fall in love with her, ant
with her taking" ways.
Monica was both kinds There wa:
nothing too large or too small fol
her. She wanted everything she saw
She had the "gimmies,' and she haC
them right. Gimme this gimme
that was her slogan!
Tonight Bobbie watched her a.
her blue discontented eyes went W
and down the menu at the Mont.
martre restaurant. She turned up hel
nose when she had looked it over
Nothing looks very good to me, ;
she drawled, flinging the card dowr
on the table. What are you coins
to eat, Bobbie?"
Now, when Bobbie went out t.
dinner with a man she usually
thought of his pocketbook and sht
did not order a very costly meal. 1
the man wanted to order ripe olives
and celery stuffed with Roquefor
cheese, and hearts of artichoke saIa(
for her, himself, that was his bust.
ness.
So she said looking up at Monica
"Oh, l don't want much to eat. 4
steak sandwich and some coffee i.