Evening star. [volume] (Washington, D.C.) 1854-1972, 1930-02-02

couple of games of chess arterward and chat
with the quiet young man to whom he had
taken such fancy
you'll be out this evening" I suppose" Mr..
Santrey said to his son.
mo. Don't you recall, Dad, this is the night
I've asked Linda and her mother over to
dinner?"
"Oh, yes" Linda was a sweet thing. Mr..
Santrey suspected that she would eventually
become his new daughter. Well, the chess was
out and the quiet chat-So it might as well be
q larger party. Perhaps Carlo and Billy could
come, too
AS it happened, they could. Carlo arrived
before Billy. who came directly from the Office
Il had asked some people to our house to-
night" he explained to his father-in-law as
they shook hands. "JuSt few people. I
called them and asked them to come here in
stead. You don't mind, do you?"
Not at all"
Thanks Say, Carlo, you're looking swell.
never saw that dress before did ~"
"Only four or five times, Billy"
Billy wandered about the room for a bit and
IS Carlo and her father returned to their con-
versation, he switched on the radio.
Carlos brother came in with Linda Wright
and her mother. Linda was small vivid bru-
nette. slim and lovely. Her eyes were brown
and ablaze with life. DR.. Hale was late but
came in time to go with the party in to dinner.
1t was 10 O'Clock when Billy'S friends arrived.
Miss Crane and Mr.. Worthley and Mr. and
Mrs. Clinton. They we're lively, laxative
foursome. They greeted Carlo with slight
interest. How was she today? . +. That
was fine! They gathered about Billy and
laughed and joked; the party was theirs.
THE radio played and people danced and
Carlo sat with Mrs. Wright. while from
across the room DR.. Hale watched her
Mind if dance with your girl, Waltz" Billy
asked, Juggling at Lindas hand
mot at ALL"
Carlo watched as Linda and Billy danced to-
gether. They danced beautifully. There was
the rhythmic quality of true dancing even in
their foolish antics. The orchestra stopped and
while the announcer spoke, Billy chung to Linda
He wanted her for the next dance too
Il wonder what they'll play now" Linda said.
SOh st. Louis BlueS!"
Carlos eyes-sad gray pools of wistfulness-
followed her husband and the gay Linda about
the room. They danced as though it had been
rehearSed.
Lindas gown glittered in the lamplight as
Billy turned her about. She was good dancer
Was Billy REMEMBERING
The music stopped.
BY gosh, nobody ever danced to a hot Num-
Der like you," Billy cried.
He had forgotten. He was not being mean:
he was not trying to deride Carlo for having
fallen in the race. He had simply forgotten,
Billy had no place to store memories. His brain
was too crowded There was no room for even
tiny recollection OF having danced with his
wife and having people leave the floor to watch
them. He mustn't forget. Carlo couldn't bear
his forgetting.
She slipped from her place beside Mrs
Wright. On that shelf of old records she had
had the ST. Louis Blues. She must find it now
There it was Dusty, and cracked a bit-but
that wouldn't matter
She started the record going. Walter shut
of the radio.
What are you going to play, Sis? Oh, that
again? Why, we just had that the radio"
Carlo walked to Billy. Dance with me?"
Sure" he answered In surprise IT never
thought Of asking you, Carlo"