Evening star. [volume] (Washington, D.C.) 1854-1972, 1928-02-26

in any easel
She looked at him with grave graz
eyes You know. you don't have Il
talk 10 met" she said Nothing any.
body said could possibly interest. amuc:
or even annoy me :oday!"
H smiled. did you ever see such
weather." There. ii was out. and lii
felt degree cooler for having said IL.
"Ncvcr!" responded Ann Poole. en-
tropics. but. II they can touch this--oh
dear" She dabbed at her forehead
with wispy Intellectual handkerchief
drew a fluffy powdcr-pu,f from her bag
and slapped ct h>r flashed face vicious
~. A faint perfume emanated toward
him.
"Wcnder how LONG itll keep up? II
could get up the energy. Id SO out OF
town for the week end"
Her iashe> dropped over her eyes
I've hcen thinking Of thai. myself. But
trains ere so hot And then YOU have
] 10 pack,"
He knew quite how she felt. Ever
been IN frovincetown?" Now that she d
! told him that he needn't talk. IL wasn't
so difficult And he rather liked look
! ing ct her. the listlessness that showed
itself in every line Of her slim body was
so obviously alien 10 her. He found
himself wondering what she would bc
like in temperature OF. say - degrees
! is it coul?"
! He srlnned. IT ought to be. i guess
will so up tonight. ATTIC: all. There
train" H hesi.ated. Larry had
asked him TO keep an eye on this i..lc
girl. Fraternity brother and ALL
She looked so pathetically hot! Look
here. why don't YOU come UP. too?
could set your reservation when get
mine. Probably do you world of
gocd,'
/ Instantly he could have kicked him
self. What Gid he want strange girl
/ tagging along for? He was going up to
! see Norma Day! Wasn't his life COM
plicated enough"
She was considering hts suggestion
/ Il ought to SO out of town--if only In
the interest OF truth" she admitted
i've told three different men that I'm
! spending the week end In Marb!ehead-
wherever that is"
| He laughed In spite Of his irritation
EFT tn. Brute." he niurmured And
as she looked blank I've been using
the Marblehead gag. myself"
/ Her smile came slowly. oh! But II
only people wouldn't be so darned social
! il, hot weather! broke two engage
ments for tonight. 1t---can you I'M
sgine," She demanded. with genuine
violence. "a man inhuman enough to
| try to hold a girls hand this weather."
/ He snorted. SO she blamed men for
that-when probably she stuck her
sibly avoid 1t! Little girls littel
girls!
/ I'D like to go to Provincetown." she
said, thoughtfully. Il don't know any
one there. and maybe could rest. ''
Her eyes met his. Look here, Mr. Col
her. II you'll just pretend that we
| haven't met at all. I'll be eternaliy
grateful to you for bucking me UP like
this! actually feel as though I could
/ go somewhere now. But I don't want
] 10 have to talk 20 any one. If you'd
get my reservation. then I could cali
for 1t at the stationl"
An excellent idea. thought Neal. a
girl after hts own heart,
"Righto!" he said. and would have lei
1t go at that. had not gaiiantry, OF
! whatever II was intcrfered. The train
doesn't leave until midnight" he heard
himself saying Would you like to &c
TO q show. this EVENING"
| "A show" She regarded him stonily
! I'D like she said. TO 20 back to ms
own apartment. where the telephone
and door bell are plugged. and try tc
pretend I'm an Arctic explorer" She
opened her bag decisiycly. How much
will the tickets be-"
oh, you can pay me iater."
She shrugged. 'Men-meni" sh,
said. But it's too hot to argue. now
Good night. Mr. Collier"
Lstlessly. she rose, nodded. and de-
parted. and Neal watched her 60 witt
| a mixture OF relief and irritation. Wha
old she mean-men-men9
/ Little girls :. ID. little girls!
Monday afternoons mail brought him
letter from her. with a check. a phrase
OF thanks for his trouble. and the polite
wish that he drop In and see her some
time. 1t was very polite wish, quite
as though she didn't really give a hoo,
whether She ever saw him again or not
THE heat. like the white crest OF on,
o. those liquid waves In which he
mad been swimming with Norma Day
on Cape Cod. had broken. and the city
vas merely It's torrid July self. Neal
was wondering what he should do with
me evening One had TO do something
resgy' Dorotny. Susanna he'd told
mem each that he would call on his
return.
He wondered whether Ann Poole's
name vas In the telephone book. I,
her bell.
Miss Poole? This Is Neal Collier
wondered II you we're doing anything
this EVENING""
She was, and he might have known
that She would be- No girl would be 81
careless Of the interest Of as free ant
eligible young man a. himself unless
she was quite sure OF the interest oI
others equally free and eligible.
When will you dine with me? Wed.
neSdayf ANY particular show youc
like 10 see?"
His better instincts conquered him. A.
too often, and he called Peggy TTIling.
mast. whose voice dubbed with pleasure
Shed love 10 c1mel
On "wednesday afternoon he dis.
patched TO Ann Poole the requisite flow.
ers, one OF those graceful bouquets o
orchids designed 70 be worn on tn.
shoulder OF an evening frock.
She knew her stun her frock was Of
palsst lavender chiffon and her satii
slippers repeated exactly the deeper ton.
OF the flowers. Mentally. Az he helped
her arrange the heavy folds OF a cream
colofed spanish shawl. Neal changed tn
choice Of the night club 10 which the,
would eventually wander A gown suci
as thst deserved the best!
"IArryii be back In a day or two
won't her" he asked her. He foun.
himself just touch curious In regar,
; 70 her feelings for the Fat Boy
oh. s'pose SOL" she fushe
slightly. "Larry's an old dear. Ahe sal
sianchiy,
Il know" He found himself thinkin
!. /, of Peggy Tiiiinghast. Now, II only sh
, | and Larry could fall In love-
. After the theater. when he directe
!. the cab driver 10 the night club. he ia
: | that she was watching him.
:; Il can't stay out too late" she sal.
you know. I'm one Of those poor work
ing girls!"
A Working girl Ehe certainly didn