Evening star. [volume] (Washington, D.C.) 1854-1972, 1928-07-15
"Fine!" Lucille smiled.

"Fine!" Lucille smiled
IT hope you aren't taking him seri-
ously," Hortense said. II knew him in
New York. He pulls an awfully strong
line. He isn't really serious-wouldn't
get married for the world, you know"
"Oh. don't want to marry him. But
I thought that-that none OF you ever
cared to have man serious-ever
thought of marriage
And then the girls said things-real
things-about themselves. Being indie
pendent and working hard all day,
when you aren't an artist of some sort
and haven't a big success to look for
ward to, when you are just girl with
a jcb-well it isn't any fun. You are
| tired at night. Theaters and gay res
| taurants are infrequent affairs. There's
nothing to look forward to except years
of work ahead-or marriage-and the
modern young man isn't eager Tor
matrimony.
Lucille found out that these girls, with
all their wonderful phrases about free
dom. didn't really want freedom at all.
They wanted-why, what she had all
| the time-some one to look out for
| Observation-Disclosures.
| A week before she hadn't told them
about Harvey and the babies, because
she had been-well, almost ashamed
Now she couldn't tell them, because
she couldn't flaunt her-her success in
their faces. And she had let a cheap
philanderer like Moorehouse make fun
of things-kiss her.
/ The camp, which had seemed so real
almost faded away. though here 1t was;
and Kensington. which had seemed so
far away, became very real indeed.
With Kensington's reality came Luciles
desire for 1t and for Junior and for
Mary and for Harvey. Suddenly she
desired them with a warmth and fero-
city she had never felt herself capable
of before Why, they were hers! She
wanted them! Wanted to get back to
| theml Wanted to hear what Junior
was saying wanted to know how Mary
looked that very minute. Wanted to see
Harvey's kind, serious face. She couldn't
say anything that night.
! In the morning she said to Dot.
Let's cut the vacation two days short
I must get back to Kensington."
"Of course" Dot said carelessly.
you're homesick for the children-it's
natural. I thought you'd get homeSick
before this. You stood it pretty wei,
you know Wen 60 today. IL you like.
I'm getting little fed up myself
WHEN the train drew into Kensing-
/ W ton Lucille threw herself into Har-
vey's arms. She kissed him as though
she had been away at least six months.
looked at Junior critically. inquired
about new Scratch on his knce and
a purple place above his eye. Where
had he got thosa2 Why hadn't Har-
vey written her about them? They
were no worse than hundred bruises
he had got before. Shc ran her fingers
through Mary's curls. picked her up In
her arns---how heavy she was-felt
Mary's soft, cool cheek against her
own How had she dared leave her!
why-anything might have happened.
They went out to the car, 1t was the
old car, and Harvey had written her
| that he had bought new one.
Some motor trouble with the new
bus" Harvey explained, as they got into
the car, This car Is yours. Yes. the
man wouldn't give me enough en- 1t to
| make 1t worth while TO trade Il In.
! There's room In the garage. so you
might as wen have it. TIN give you
more chance to get out with the kids
your mothers had them ont every dar
best thing for them"
''It's-it's nice of you. Harvey" Lucille
said.
/ That's all right" he said, and then,
L hope you changed your mind about
! not wanting TO be married"
/ Lucille looked at Harvey and Junior
| and Msry. and she could hardly believe
| she hsd been away-~and yet she had
/ met Lawrence MoorehouSe-he had
kissed her. OF course. Moorehouse was
I OF no inrortance--fsr less important
| than Junior making new hole In the
| screen door with fork. Even the girls
knew that-the girls who were free. and
independent--and who knew thes i'm
portance Of marriage.
oh. you mean what I said that dsv
before I left? Oh. Harvey, didn't
mean that just lost my temper. You
know how 1t is--vou say things Won
don't mean sometimes. too. WHY n
| were single ibid marry YOU right
over again