Evening star. [volume] (Washington, D.C.) 1854-1972, 1929-05-25
FIFTH INSTALLMENT.

~ walked I'D to a bull in a field,
Pat having requested him to do
SO, because she wanted to know II
bulls in fields are fierce, or II the
artists who depict them in comic papers
are simply trying to be funny. He felt
| embarrassed and different. The head
waiter gave the impression of having
disliked John from the start.
John said 1t was a nice evening. The
head waiter did not seem to bslieVe
| him.
"Has-er-has Mr.. Carrody booked
a table," asked John.
Monsieur Is a member"
I'm meeting him htnre tonight"
The head waiter appeared un-
interested.
II wonder Perhaps .
Can you give me a table?"
Most Of the head walters eyes were
concealed by the upper strata OF his
cheeks, but there was enough OF them
visible to allow him to look at John as
If he were something unpleasant That
had come to light IN a portion OF salad.
Monsieur is member"
"Er-no."
If you will please wait in the lobby,
thank you
But was wondering !. :"
eff you will wait in the lobby, please"
said the head waiter, and, dismissins
John from the scheme CT things, be-
came gruesomely obsequious to an
elderly man with diamond studs, no
hair, an authoritative manner, and a
lady in pink. Pat reappeared.
Got that table?"
I'm afraid not. He says :"
"Oh, Johnnie, you are maddening.
Why are you so helpless?"
Women are unjust in these matters.
When a man comes into a nightclub
of which he is not member, and asks
for q table, he feels that he Is butting
in, and naturally Is not at his best.
This Is not helplessness; 1t is fineness
Of soul. But women won't see that.
I'm awfully sorry"
The headwaiter had returned, and
was either doing sums or drawing Carl
catures on q large pad chained to desk.
He seemed so much the artist absorbed
in his work that John would not have
dreamed of venturing to interrupt him.
Pat had no such delicacy.
Il want table, please" said Pat.
Madame is a member"
"A table, please nice, large one. I
like plenty Of room. And when Mr..
Carniody arrives tell him that Miss
Wyvern and Mr.. Carroll are inside"
VERY good, madame. Certainly,
madame. This way. madame"
Just as simple as that! John, max
ing a physically impressive but spiritu-
ally negligible tail to the procession,
wondered as he crossed the polished
floor how Pat did these things. 1t was
not as If she were one OF those massive,
imperiouS women whom you would nat
urally expect to quell head walters with
a glance. She was no Cleopatra; no
Catherine of RusSia-just slim, slight
civ rs,ift, fiv,-filfad vanaA And vet she
had taken this formidable magniflco in
her stride, kicked him lightly In the
face and passed on.
AS always, after one Of her little
spurtS of irritability, she was apologize.
Sorry bit your head of, johnnie"
she said. TT was q shame, after you
had come all this way just to see an old
friend. But 1t makes me so angry when
you're meek and sleepy and let people
fault" She smiled across at him.
"You always were slow. good-natured
old thing, weren't you7-like one Of
those big dogs that come and bump
their head on your lap and snufIie.
Poor old Johnnie!"
John felt depressed. The picture she
had conjured up was not . dattering
one, and as for this poor old Johnnie"
stuff 1t struck just the note he most
wanted to avoid. If one thing Is certain
In the relations Of the sexes, 1t is that
the poor old Johnnies Of this world get
nowhere. But before he could put any
Of these feelings into words Pat had
changed the subject.
Johnnie" she said, whats all this
trouble between your uncle and father?
had o letter from father couple OF
weeks ago, and as far as ! could make
out Mr.. Carmody seems to have been
trying to murder him. What's 1t all
about?"
Not so eloquently nor with such a
wealth of imagery as Col. Wyvern had
employed in sketching out the details
Of the affair of the dynamite outrage
for the benefit Of Chas Bywater,
chemist, John answered the question.
Tt hope" said John.
What do you hope?"
well. IL hope it's not going to
make any difference"
Difference? How do you mean?"
Between you and me, Pat"
What sort of difference?"
John had his cue.
Pat, darling. In all these years we've
known each other haven't you ever
guessed that I've been falling more and
more in love with you every minute
Cdh ACHiCuIbCk ~ eAAiC "AACh a A.AAA
love you. loved you as kid in short
skirts and q blue jersey. I loved you
when you came back from that school
of yours looking like q princess. And
love YOU now more than / have ever
loved you. I worship you, Pat, darling
You're the whole world to me, just the
one thing that matters the least little
bit And don't try to start laughing al
me again now, because I've made up my
mind that, whatever else you laugh at
you've got to take me seriously. I may