Evening star. [volume] (Washington, D.C.) 1854-1972, 1931-11-01

WAS lEnchlng at my Aunt OdnIaSs ana
despite the fact that Anatole her out
standing cook had rather excelled him
self in the matter of the bill of fare, I'm
bound to say the food was more or less
turning to ashes in my mouth. You see,
had some bad news to break to her-alwayS
prospect that takes the edge of the appetite.
She wouldn't be pleased, knew. However
supposed had better get it over.
Aunt Dahlia," said
"Hulo?"
"You know that cruise of yours?"
"Yes"
~That jolly cruise in your yacht in the
Mediterranean to which you so kindly tnVit-
ed me?"
What about it?"
I swallowed chunk of cotelette supreme aux
chouxheurs and slipped her the distressing info.
I'm frightfully sorry Aunt Dahlia,' said,
sTbut shan't be able to come"
She goggled What You poor, miserable
creature. what do you mean you won't be able
to Gomez"
"Wen. won't Matters of the most extreme
urgency render my presence in the metropolis
imperative"
She shifted. ct suppose what you really
mean is that you're hanging around some
unfortunate girl again!"
I didn't like the way she put it, but admit
was stunned by her penetration.
Eyes, Aunt Dahlia," I said. "You have
guessed my secret. do indeed love-"
who is She?"
"A Miss Pendlebury. Christian name,
Gwladys. She spells it with W."
with g. you mean"
with W and g. >"
mot Gwladys?"
That's it."
The relative uttered a yowl. You sit there
and tell me you haven't enough sense to steer
clear of a girl who calls herself Gwladys?
Listen, BERTHE" said Aunt Dahha earnestly.
I'm an older woman than you are-well, you
know what mean-and can tell you a thing
or two. And of them is that no good can
come of association with anything labeled
Gwladys or Ysobel or Ethyl or Mabel
Kathryn. But particularly Gwladys What sort
OF girl is she?'
Slightly divine"
"She isn't that female I saw driving you at
60 miles p. h. in the park the other day"
"She did drive me in the park the other day.
i thought it rather q hopeful sign"
A UNIT DAHIIA looked relieved. "Oh weI
N then, she'll probably break your silly neck
before she can get you TO the altar. That's some
consolation. Where did you meet her?"
AT party in Chelsea. She's an artist"
-Ye godsi"
~And swings a jolly fine brush, let me tel
YOU She's painted portrait Of me. Jeeves and
hung it up in the fat this morning. have an
idea Jeeves doesn't like it."
We'll. if it's anything like you, don't see
Gwladys" She brooded awhile. We'll, it's all
very sad, but can't why you won't come
ON the yacht"
1T would be madness to leave the metrop.
at this juncture said. You know what girls
are. They forget the absent face. And I'm not
at an easy in my mind about certain cove by
the name of LuciuS PIN Apart from the fact
that he's an artist, too, which forms a bond, his
hair waves
Moreover, this bloke is one of those strong,
masterful men. He treats Gwladys as If she
were less than the dust beneath his taxi wheels
He critici2es her hats and says nasty things
about her chiaroscuro. For some reason, this
always seems to fascinate girls, and 1t has oc-
CURED TO me that, being myself more the
parfait gentle knight. 1 am in grave danger Of
getting the short end. Taking all these things
into consideration, then, I cannot possibly
breeze of to the Mediterranean, leaving this
PIN clear field"
Aunt Dahla laughed. Rather g nasty laugh.
Il shouldn't worry" she SaioL you don't
suppose for moment that Jeeves viii sanction
the match2"
/ was stung. do you imply, Aunt Dahlia,"
said that I allow JeeveS to boss me to the
extent OF stopping me marrying somebody
want 10 marry?'
We'll, he stopped you wearing q mustache.
And purple socks"
'-That is different matter altogether"
wei, I'm prepared to. make small bet With
you BERTHE. Jeeves win stop this match"
what absolute Totl"