Evening star. [volume] (Washington, D.C.) 1854-1972, 1930-08-03

away from him on the balcony.
He hesitated but moment. Good evening
he said, rising, ibid Johnny send you up here?"
The girl drew closer, and Philip saw that she
was wildly pretty with pair of brilliant blue
eyes set in an olive complexion.
will you pound my back?' she said.
Philip looked at her wildly.
"FIic-hiccups" she explained jerkily Philip
had seen hiccups before and had never thought
them anything but disgusting. But this hate
fully allurng female had hiccups in the grand
manner. She wrink1ed her small nose and
shuddered her slim shoulders, and all her beads
and bangles set up gentle tinkling. And
presently, between resounding whacks, the
paroxysm passed
"There-that's better" she said, throwing
him grateful glance. She settled herself
leisurely in the chair beside him.
you've been drinking too much punch"
said Philip severely.
1T suppose So" agreeably, but nothing can
take away the taste of this party"
Philip concealed his unholy joy. "You find
it very disagreeable, do you?"
Il find it dead and buried. Something from
the Stone Age that's just been unearthed And
why" she yawned, dig it up?"
She arose restlessly, stretching her arms
1azily above her head. "In another moment,
I'm going to turn cartwheels'
DO" said Philip and to his discontinue
she turned one, slowly and gracefully, IN o
swirling cascade Of chiffon.
That's enough" he said nervous1y. "YOu
can't do your daily dozen here"
You're bored to death yourself, Big Boy.
When I saw you glowering among the palms.
thought. 'Ha! kindred SOUL
Philip looked shocked, but slowly, in spite Of
himself, smile overspread his features.
Perhaps We ought to introduce ourselves"
Good heavens, no. You'd probably turn out
to be bank president And I'm fed ND ON
bank presidents. I'm going to get out Of here"
said the girl suddenly, as the music started.
I'll find my car and cruise around for q couple
Of hours. Try to run down a few bank presi-
dents"
''what?" said Philip. "and leave johnny
You can't do that It isn't done"
81 do all the things that aren't DONE" airily
"and If you mean Johnny Ackerly, he's turned
thumbs down on me. He's smitten with that
girl In blue-dancing with her all evening"
"Wait!" said Philip. "You can't go out Of
here alone. III GO with YOU" He told himself
that this was the least he could do for JOHNNY
AS they crossed the dancing floor he saw
that Johnny was indeed dancing with the girl
in blue and with every evidence of enjoyment
He felt family annoyed The young fool
needn't right-about-face so quickly
a s they breesed along Riverside Drive, the
lights flowed gently into one, and Philip
forebore to look at the speedometer There
was large and brilliant moon and the wind
from the river was cool ON his face
He relaxed in his seat and looked down at
the small strong hand on the wheel with Its
string Of absurd jeweled bracelets at the wrist.
She's beautiful" thought Philip, with
swift intake Of his breath Again he found
himself struggling with that curious sense Of
depression Was it possible that his standards
all wrong?
He didn't think about his standards again
for long time. They sped along to 181st
street. and crossed over into Fordham road
and their conversation was only in fragmentary
snatches against the swift rushing of the wind
Sometimes the girl sang-rowdy bits from the
current shows-and once she put q warm little
hand tentatively down into his, and snatched
it away again.
Crude stuff" thought Philip, land she's en-
gagged to Johnny"
do I or do not know women?" he asked
himself as they turned into the Bronx River
Parkway. Am going to let this gilded child
keep me UP all night?"
The answer was that he was and glad OF
it. They stopped at an all-night lunch wagon
at Scarsdale and it was there, over the hot
dogs and coffee, that he made startling dis.
covery. my graciousi I'm in love-"
There could be no doubt about it. All the
symptoms were there. Hot flashes. Cold chills
desire to show of his muscle. He looked
longingly at the girl sitting across from him,
consuming with delicacy and finesse, a hot dog
slneared savagely with mustard and dripping
with piccalilli.
He hitched forward on his stool, and because
the language of love is peculiar, said in q
hoarse voice, You know, think you're pretty
fresh kid"
rid connection. But you like me, don't your"
"Ye-eS"
II thought you did, you wouldn't have run
away with me from that gummy party"
We'll, I'm going to drive you back right now.
I've something to say to you, young lady,"
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