Evening star. [volume] (Washington, D.C.) 1854-1972, 1927-01-14

YACK grinned at her lmpudently
Love me just the same, don
you. Cecily?" he asked her
~ caressingly.
please answer me, Jack"
We'll, no, / can't say | have ever
had to work for anything very hard
Is that criminal?"
Her voice was low. Sometimes
think it isl
You're not half so pretty wher
yor're serious l can't see your dim
niles. them Jack told her, urgently.
She made a little gesture inside the
clasp of his hand that he knew was a
movement of impotence. Il wish you
could be serious she said.
Honestly" he said, II was wish
ing the same thing about you little
while ago"
And now that am you don't like
Il. because you can't see my dlmples
How very like you, jack
II seem to be in for ragging TO-
night. Jack said, gayly. Go ahead
I understand it's good for the soul.
Cecily's voice shook little. You
didn't even have to work to get me.
she said, and turned her face little
from him. You just took 1t Tor
granted that I belonged to you. II
was TOO lluCn SlAOEA Iva SSA &'NAA -
he really in love with me. If you
had TO make a fight to win me you
wouldn't be engaged to me now!
wouldn't have been worth the worry
and the work.
A new note of bitterness came as
she rushed on. II know! I've known
for a long timei 1t was just the quick
est and easiest way for you. You
knew me and you like me. You
drifted. The only work you had ABOUT
It was when you bought the ring. And
I expect you just sent my measure.
ments down to the 1eweler ana toto
him to send you the proper sort OF
ring for a Darien to give TO ms
fancee"
'Cecily! For heavens sake" he
was breathless, caught In the "nlrl
of her feelings. Look here, I've
written YOU loads of letters! One every
dav nearly. You know / hate writing
letters Doesn't that show you any
thing?"
CeciIy was stubbornly silent. he
looked at her bent, shining head. he
wanted to comfort her, but was nst.
lessly aware that only sincerity couio
comfort her, ardor and sincerity. ana
he could summon neither one to ms
aid. was she right? All, there 1t
was! Was she right?
The music stopped. There was
faint. polite patter of applause. Inc
music began again. He swept Ceciiy
TO him, trotted lightly out into the
tide Of dancers.
you're angry with me?" Her
troubled glance swept him. What
are YOU thinking now!
He smiled down into her eyes,
iazily, charmingly. I'm thinking
what an incredibly lovely and stupid
child YOU are, Cecily!" he told her
grave!y.
She missed step with him, came 10
q halt. Dancers damned in on them.
Jack flushed with annoyance.
why stop right here, Cecily!' ne
asked patiently.
Her eyes grew suddenly overnight
as though she were on the edge OF
tears. "That's all that it means to
you, isn't it?" she said unsteadily.
"I might have known! Jack, can't
go on! | can't It's over"
over? What's over?"
"The-engagemen t-the-whatever
you want to call it! The drifting,
perhaps! I'm glad no one knows
about it! There won't be any question
or scandal, at least. / can't go on!
I'd rather marry my chauffeur than
marry you! l would! He's real, at
least. He's trying to be something.
You don't want to be any different.
You think you and your people are
perfect. Well, don't. / want real
mani"
$50 you don't love me, Cecily?" He
wanted her to come out into the
open, and yet WINGED inwardly from
the hurt. So these were the thoughts
that had caused the simmer on the
lovely violet of her eyes? These
were the thoughts!
Her head dropped, lower and lower.
He drew her gently out of the way
of the dancers.
Wont you tell me, Cecily? Or are
you afraid you'll hurt me? You