Evening star. [volume] (Washington, D.C.) 1854-1972, 1932-03-24

NO. Ohiy hAlC" abOub
all the examining and
writing beforehand" said Anika, tilt
ing up her little nose to him with a
grave air. We'll. and the invention
YOU were after and that was always
giving you black stains on your fingers?
How has that gomez"
Just imagine it succeeded.
I've got i'll"
well. and thenP I thought 1t was
going to make you millionaire, and
here you are a swimming instructor at
Frauensee."
Yes, here am-swimming In
structor at Frauensee. Millionaire, by
Jove! Why, I'm so poor that I can't
buy myself a pair of tennis Shoes.
I've nothing to eat in spite OF my in
vention, and 1t has gone on for a year
now. lost two pounds in weight again
last week. But wait bit, things will
mend"
Anika was silent for a while. Poor
Built" she said at last, and stroked him
gently on the sleeve of his raincoat.
IT put the matter in the hands Of a
patent agent, you understand? A very
capable decent fellow. You can't do
anything otherwise. And now I can
only wait end see what he says. OF
course. I might be rich man in night
II
! again took on the look Of a worried
| little dachshund.
II ses." said Anika, and fell into an
embarrassed silence. The poor fellow
is deluding himself, she thought. He
keeps telling himself fairy stories.
Patent agent, indeed! Meanwhile he's
starving poor Bull. If she had not
been q countess. she would then and
there have thrown her arms round him
| in the middle of the square. AS it was
she caressed him with her eyes only.
He knew it and understood her feel
ings. too. and light tremor ran down
his spine They walked so easily and
rhythmically together-for their bodies
we're used to each other after dane
| ing SO often together. after so many
embraces. Martin felt obscurely that
| this meeting with Anikuschka was a
| happy one. and at the same time a
| dangerous one that might well disturb
! his emotions. SO he edged away from
! her a little as, without thinking. they
went across TO the shelter where the
| barometer was. But Anika I'M
| consciously closed up again and even
put her arm in his.
why do you look at me like that7"
she asked softly. rs there short cir
cult? It's rather compromising in the
middle of the square"
Martin drew in breath through his
| teeth. They were standing in front OF
| the barometer showing the graph OF
| the preceding week. and they stared at
1t while they went on talking in low
voices
Don't try it on with me" said Mar
| tin. II have enough without that. After
all you were my first girl, and that one
can never forget. It's in ones very
Anika listened with little eager
laugh, but then she pat it all aside with
shake of her head. Nonsense, BULL. y
she said. THAT is over, finished. l
| have my count, and you are in love
that. The whole hotel is talking
about IT,"
"Only with one Of them" retorted
Martin quickly.
$50 much the worse. You can't amuse
yourself with little miss like her. So
| be careful Or do you want to
get married? All, now you're blushing,
Bull! Shall I put in word for you
with old Lyssenhop? have great inf1u-
ence with him. Shall II"
Yes" she added, after glance at
Martins confused and beSeeching face:
Il see that would suit your book. You'd
like that. But shall 1 tell you somt-
thing? You are one Of those men whom
women don't give up to Others. she
kept her eyes fixed upon the tempera-
| ture graph while she uttered these
words slowly in low voice.
Martin, also with his eyes on the
hygrometer, gave a start as he said:
But how do you mean? Haven't any
thing to say to it?"
| asnf Ariko rpnlind in still
lower voice. Believe me, I know some
thing about men. Every woman wants
a man like you for herself. She would
like you as a lover. as a husband, as
the father of her children. She would
like man like you to grow old with,
and to be with for always, man VINO
is strong and unaSSuming and reliable.
Like old striped Hans in the fairy tale,
women can't give up man like
| you--"
why, you're crying. Anikuschka |!
What's that for? What is the matter"
asked Martin, as he took her hand in
his two large palms. And thus they
stood together when May came out on
the steps of the Big Petermann to take
a look at the weather.
There's your young cavalier" Carla
said behind her. The countess has got
| hold of him. He has been dancing at
! tendance on her for the last hour in
the rain
Mays eyes went dark, and her voice
sank. That woman is a man-eater,"
she said with energy. Her appetite is
incredible. Last night she swallowed
poor Tat skin and bone. This morn
ing she starts the day by gobbling up
my poor Martin. damn herl"
She put a cigarette between her lips,
and both hands in the pockets of her
raincoat Carla did the same. When
Martin accompanied the countess back
! to the Petermann, two stony caryatids
| in sports dress received his beseeching
and distracted greetings in silence and
without extending a hand.
! "Auf wiedersehen. Herr Doktor!"
Anika said with formality.
Il kiss your hand, Frau Grafin," Mar
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