The Washington times., 1931-12-18

crowd.
His Kisses Hurt
I'm going to kiss you.
and my kisses hurt" breathed
Roger, his face-quite a hand
some face it was, in a dissi-
pated manner-but an inch or
two from her own. Laurel
She closed her eyes. 1t
seemed to her a film had come
on his. That elemental look
had the most curious, breath
taking effect on her.
"O-oh!" The long kiss ended.
She drew back violently with a
shaky' little laugh. Another
little notch set up in your van.
ity!"
MY heart, Laurel"
"I said vanity! You men ere
too bored and lazy to have
hearts these days. But If you
had, they're so full of other
mems wives and easy older
women that there isn't any
parking place in them for US
girlS!"
."You precocious infant, what
on earth do you mean?"
"Oh, don't be sissy, Roger.
Be yourself! I'm only de-bunk-
ing love, and showing that I'm
wise to you'll"
And all want to do is kiss
you!"
"That's your darn laziness
againl. You haven't the intell1'
gence to do anything else. You
take me for a nit-wit!"
Indeed I do notI"
Thanks for the compliment.
I do occasionally try to use the
old bean, you know. And the
next time you feel the urge to
kiss, remember that drunkards,
lovers and the non compos
mentis-otherwise the mentally
deficient-are all in the same
category"
Indeed? Who sprung that
line?"
Taste in Literature
Laurel shrugged her shoul-
ders nonchalantly. IAN eminent
German sexologist."
$50. You read that stuff"
why not? With men like
they are today we girls must
up and get some sort Of an
education!"
"For your protection?"
IT don't know that we really
want to be protected" Laurel
lit a cigarette, seated herself on
the sofa and made a place for
Roger beside her. Now she felt
more in command of herself,
and calmer. We're all like
Galsworthy's monkey. you know
avid to squeeze the last drop
of Juice from the fruit of life.
Does that sound hackneyed?"
'"Yes. And cynical, too"
"Oh. no. It just means that
we girls today are Of a very
inquiring turn Of mind"
"'Carpe diem, guam mini
mum credula postero.'
Which," Laurel translated
Unexpectedly. means seize to-
day but don't think of tenor
row. Well" swinging round
on him challengingly, don't you
figure that's quite an excellent
motto?"
I'm other words" supple
mented Roger, you believe that
what's sauce for the goose is
just as dainty a tid-bit for the
gander?"
Highly Experimental
"You get me, Steve" grinned
Laurel. I'VE girls will try any
thing at least once. We're all
highly experimental"
Roger had gone. Her par
ems being off on their own
diversions, Laurel had dined
alone.
Then Imogen telephoned
around 10p. m. from the bunga-
low 10 miles away where she
was visiting.
The gang" had gotten a
new rendezvous for that eve
ming. Laurel was to get into
her roadster and follow a Ger.
tain route and specific instruc-
tions. Finally, turning to the
left, a mile beyond the bridge
than spanned a certain little
stream. Laurel was to turn to
the left again and drive on
until she saw a light burning.
Heavens! Is this 6 camp
fire stunt. Imogen?"
mo, but it'll be a lot of fun,
and any amount of booze,".
burbled Imogen.
How many'll be there?"
"Oh, at least 20 of U.S."
Sort Of a moonlight picnic?"
MN. Not in the open. But
I'll bet we're going to get an
awful kick out of it."
1mogen, tell me, what is
on, a new kind of a night
club"
In a road house?"
mo. 1t was Freddie De-
F2rge's idea. He's the leader
~ that new painting school in
Montparnasse in Paris, you
know. I confress I'd never
have thought of It'll"
You intrigue me, I'm! It
sounds like a kind of wild
notion"
You said it, kid. Our open
ing will be with six bottles of
Scotch and six of real cham