Evening star. [volume] (Washington, D.C.) 1854-1972, 1929-03-24

Crufts. 81 WILL
Right no" said Ambrose WITHIN. do. u
Fright no. thcn," said A,gy Crufts.
Fright no." said Ambrose With.
Rights no." said Aigy Crufts.
Few things are more painful than an
alteration between boyhood friends
Nevertheless, when these occur the
conscientious historian must record
them. 1t is also the duty CT the his
to-ian to be impartial. In the present
instance. however, it would be impcssi-
be to avoid bias. To realize that A'gy
Crufts was justified in taking an even
stronger tone one has only to learn
the faces
It was the season when there comes
upon all right-thinking young men the
urge to buzz off to Monte Carlo, and the
scheme had been that he and Ambrose
should edge into the 10 o'clock boat
train On the morning of the 18th
OF February. All arrangements had
been made. And here was Ambrose,
on the afternoon of February the 14th,
saying that he proposed to remain IN
London another fortnight.
Algy Crults eyed him narrowly. Am
bross WITHIN was always nattily dressed,
but today there had crept into his outer
crust a sort Of sinister effulgence that
ed from his white carnation: 1t Shrieked
from his lemon-colored spats, and Algy
read it in flash.
You're messing about after some
female" he said
Ambrose WITHIN Redeemed.
And know who it is. It's that
Wickham girl
Ambrose Redeemed again.
We'll" he said. you introduced me
to her"
Il know did. And, if you recolect,
I warned you to watch your STEP"
IF you have anything to say against
Miss Wickham-"
II haven't. I've known young Bobbie
Wickhem since she was a kid, and I'm
what you might call immune where
she's concerned. But every other fell
low who comes in contact with Bobbie
finds himself, sooner or later, up to the
Adams apple in some mess. She lets
them down with dull, sickening thud.
Look at Roland Attweter, He went to
stay at her place, and he had snake
with him"
.Why?"
81 don't know. He happened to
have a snake with him, and Bobbie
put it in a fellows bed and let every
one think it was Attwster who had
done it. He had to leave at in the
morning"
"Atwatter had no business Juggling
snakes to country houses" said Am
brose primly. lone can understand
how a high-spirited girl would feel
tempted"
land then there was Dudley Finch.
She asked him down and forgot to tell
her mother he was coming. with the re-
suit that he was taken for a society
burglar and got shot in the leg by the
butler
A LOOK such as Sir Galahad might
have worn on hearing gossip about
Queen Guinevere lent dignity to Am
brose Wiffin's face.
st don't care" he said stoutly. "I'm
taking her to the dog show on satur-
day"
"Eha What about our Monte Carlo
binge?"
"ThatIl have to be postponed. Not
for long. She's up in London, staying
with an aunt for couple Of weeks.
could come after that"
do you have the crust to expect me
to hang about for two weeks, waiting
for you?"
ST don't see why not"
wen, I'm not gong 70.
When this scene was taking place at
the Drones' Club, in Dover street, Ro-
bsrta Wickham, in the drawing room
of her Aunt Marcia's house, in Eaton
Square, was endeavoring to reason with
her mother and finding the going a bit
sticky. Lady Wickham was difficult to
reason with.
But, mother!"
TITS no use arguing. Roberta" said
Lady Wickharn.
But Jane Falconer wants me to help
her choose the cushions for her new
fat"
And a promise is promise You
voluntarily offered to take your cousin
Wilfred and his little friend, Esmond
Bates, to the moving pictures today, and
you cannot disappoint them now"
But, If James left to herself, she'll
choose the most awful things"
II cannot help that"
Shes relying on me. And I swore
I'd CO."
81 can't help that"
"rd forgotten all about wilfred," said
Roberta.
II cannot help that. You ought to be
glad Of the chance Of giving pleasure to
these two boys. One ought not always
to be thinking of oneself. I will tell
Wiifred you are waiting for him.
Left alone, the girl stood looking
down into the square From where she
sood she was able to observe small
boy in an Elton suit sedulously hopping
from the pavement to the bottom step
of the house and back again. This was
Esmond Bates, next doors son and heir.
and the sight of him drove Bobbie
from the window to the sofa, where
she sat gazing before her and disliking
life.
1t may not seem to everybody the
summit of human pleasure to go about
London choosing cushions, but Bobbie
had set her heart on it, and the iron
was entering deeply into her soul when
the butler appeared.
mfr. Wifln,'' announced the butler.
And Ambrose walked in. He was
amazed to note how glad she was to
see him. She had bounded from the
sofa on his entry, and now was looking
at him with shining eyes, like ship
wrecked mariner who sights sail.
"Oh, Ambrose" said Bobbie, I'm so
glad you came"
Ambrose thrilled from his quiet but
effective sock-clocks to his slicked-back
hair How wise he felt he had been to
spend that long hour perfecting the
nlinutest details Of his toilet. AS a
glance in the mirror on the landing had
just assured him, his hat was right. his
coat was right, his trousers were right,
his shoes were right and his tie was
right. He was 100 per cent, and girls
appreciate such things.
"Just thought I'd look in" he said,
"and see if you we're doing anything
this afternoon. IT," he added, you see
what I mean
I'm taking my cousin Wilfred and
little friend Of his to the movies. Would
you like to Gomez"
81 sayl Thanks awfully! May II"
eyes, do"
1T say! Thanks awfully!"
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THE door opened, and there appeared