The Bozeman courier., 1927-01-07
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tried to give her compliments. She put
him off when he tried to show his devotion.
Outside the business house she didn't see
him at all, and he suspected from the
happy look on Lansing's face and her un-
remitting friendliness toward him that he
saw her in the evenings. There were times
when he tried to be generous enough to
feel that it was all right for her to marry
Lansing, but he couldn't keep up the
feeling.
David Lansing did see Carolyn in the
evenings, fluttering Mrs. Hancock quite
a little, for even if he didn't seem good
opposed to working. His whole attitude
spoke Of it to CarOlyn's mother, and
Lansing himself talked of it with Carolyn.
81 don't know" said Carolyn. 'I don't
want to marry you, David, but l would
hate to let you go altogether"
Let's leave it at that nOw," suggested
David, but he didn't sound hopeful.
Carolyn's tone had been too completely
on the open porch Of her home. Mrs. Altar
dyce's car stopped before the curb, and
she got out, accompanied by the faithful
Ned.
Carrie DEAR" she said when the intro
duetions were over, 1--WE come to have you
help me with a party. Ned and were say
| ing the other day that you work too hard
Besides, I owe lot of people for things
house on the eighteenth and it's to be for
you"
"GOod heavens, Grace" protested Caro-.
lyn. But Grace Allardyce overrede her with
generous insistence.
"You can ask whom you please among
i the younger set. Ask them all. Three hun
dred people can dance in the ballroom
Have any kind of party you like. 1t viii
be my birthday present. OF course, wei
want you, too, Mr.. Lansing"
Carolyn smiled at Dave, and gave il
against Graces steam roller generosity.
"All right, Dave" she said, "let us plaI
it. Let's have a masked ball-a costume
party"
what a wonderful idea! There's no
been one this year!" Cousin Grace giggleC
with delight.
The invitations went out, and the cos
tuners were ransacked; men who haC
vowed that they would not go found them
selves scurrying off to find costumes anC
becOmming intensely critical of the robe
picked out for them by their wives. Order
were filled from New York houses, dress
makers worked on refurnishing old cos
tunes or making new ones. Mrs. Allardyc
was in the seventh heaven. She commands
the scene in her Irish peasant costume, ant
Ned Allardyce as old King Cole had a glOr
iOus chance to be himself.
By eleven o'clock the floor was crowded
The masks were still kept on, but mos
identities were known. Groups which ha
J dined together knew each other and ex
changed condolences with the guests frOI
other dinners. White wigs, shocks OF re
hair, peaked caps, derby hats, fairies
crowns, gypsy turbans, Egyptian bands
the heads were as varied as the feet an
less varied than the sudden startling legs
On one side of the ballroom was a tai
thin, uncomfortable looking sheik VIII
! everybody knew was Lauren Bennett. II
! had come alone and scanned the costume
? of the girls and women, placing his friend
? one by one. The Persian woman was ROs
Harris. The Gainsborough lady was Mr.
Myrr. The gypsy clearly was Kathie Evan
] The lovely French doll surrounded by a
: the men and acting somewhat riotOusl