Evening star. [volume] (Washington, D.C.) 1854-1972, 1928-01-29

me-" It read IF you'll keep on your
side of the deck. I'll keep on mine. But
don't you think that it wouldn't hurt
you to talk this over little? Will you
meet me in the writing room at to-
night? It's the last night out
II was signed Pat" and had for post
script. Il do love you, Linda"
Weeping over 1t, she decided that She
wouldn't answer it. Patterson Coles OF
the millions, with probably girl for
every million, wasn't going to add hers
to his string Of scalpS. The bOyishneSs
Of the postscript. however so singtllarly
characteristic of the gay blithe Pat
whom she loved and who had nothing
TO do with money broke down the wall.
There's no harm in meeting him.
anyhow" she sighed. and wrote him
"I'll meet you at g." signing only
Linda" But. as she sealed the note.
3 resolve for honesty made her put his
full name upon the envelope.
I'm not pretend don't know who he
is" she said Il may be Cinderella.
but won't be the Lord OF Burleigh's
wife" and sent the missive.
EOR dinner she donned her gayest
gown. but, To her disappointment.
Pat wasn't at the table. The two Por-
tug1Iese nodded with smiling Signitl-
casce to his vacant place and she bolt
ed through the meal. speeding up on
deck Wrapped in her coat. she snug
gled down in her chair counting the
minutes OF the long northern twilight
until 0 would bring her 10 rendezvous,
Theye was brooding peace on the sea
that swept like tide over her troubled
Dat f@h
money hadn't changed the joyous dis
position that had been his earlier and
greater heritage. what difference could
II make to them? He must know she
would make him know-that She d
loved him before she'd had the vaguest
idea of his money. He'd know that
she'd love him IL he lost 1t all. Why
should she give up happiness for the
qlIbble of pride?
She was drifting into serene content
ment when Miss Menken's voice shat
tered dreams.
Il told Harriet that I'd see IL you
were sick" she told Linda, and sank
into the next chair. just AS Pat. vio-
lating the compact OF his treaty. stalk
ed by. From the corner Of her eye
Linda gave him glance OF Pickering
signal. but he passed, needless OF It's
import.
There he Is" Miss Menken said, dis
approval writ large upon her expressive
countenance You wouldn't think. 10
look al him that he d have such a rep
utation, would you?"
"A-a WHAT"
"A reputation MIR SAMPSON was
telling inches from Fort Worth, YOU
know that this young Coles fiirted ali
the way from New Orleans to New Work
with girl whom he met on the steam
er She raised terrible scene on The
pier as We sailed. screaming and shout
Ing and begging him 10 take her With
him, but he paid no attention To her
not even when she fell unconscious.
suppose that's what SD much money
does 10 young men"
Linda. dumb with horror Strove "a
. keep her head above the .nunda:ine
/ waters OF despair From q vast distance
| She heard Miss Menker'S voice, hu;
/ without knowledge of wha. Ii said
After an eternity Miss Menken depart
! ed. saying something about Harriet and
leaving Linda To pain that throbsed
through every artery How could he
How could he?" she asked herself How
could he turn from one Irritation 10
another with such verify OF speech. ol
look. OF action of something deeper
than them all? How could he have
shifted with such swift callouSness from
that Girl on the pier 10 another AFFAIR
How could he have forgotten one love
81 quickly for another And IL he
could do II once. wouldn't he DO II