Evening star., 1933-05-21

atmosphere. You come right along with me,
Margot
He went on talking about the studio.
"a lot can be done with an old room like
mine" he said hastily, throwing open the
door of brownstone front house
"A lot always has to be DONE" said Margot.
Where's the ktchen?"
"Oh, that sort Of alcove thing"
Margot peered under rust and cobwebs at
something.
Its two-ring sAs burner!" she announced
in astonishment.
Sure And the bath rooms downstairs.
share it with an old lad who gives violin
lessons. He's got cat called Mrs. Wander
bilt. Absolutely dotty-the old lad. But now
about this room, Margot. I was thinking Of
tacking strips of gold paper and red paper
here-and here-and over there by the win
dow. The furniture1l cover up most of the
rest of the wall paper. And If I put an
enormous couch that corner, with flock
of pillows-you know. the Latin Quarter
touch"
Bill" said ,Iargot firmly. we've got to
paint the floor"
Must we?"
But certainly! Just look at it! A couple
of coats-We can go right out and get some
floor varnish."
All right. Let's shop"
| IE was taking her for granted. It crossed
! u her mind that Luke, on the other hand,
treated her as if she were a bit of rare old
china. He wouldn't have expected her TO
carry four leaking cartons of food from a
defcatessen. Bill was carrying the floor
nish and the stove polish. But they had
added bread and choose and ginger ale to
their burdens
And, after they had vanished the floor
and polished the stove they ate. They were
sitting on spread newspapers-thrusting paper
forks into the cardboard cartons from the
IoIs~ IL ala Rr,,x
two thick glasses. borrowed froan the old man
who gave violin lessons. The ginger ale was
quite warm.
Doesn't this taste like nothing ON earth?"
he demanded
Its marvellous" said Margot
81 like being primitive" said Bill. Don't
you?"
I'm crazy about it," said Margot "D.you
know-if you shook up that ginger ale bottle
and put your thumb over the top and siphoned
it through-it'd be sizzy?"
"Yes?" said Bill.
He did that and the ginger ale lost control
shot in a swift golden stream to the ceiling.
The ceiling was ruined.
You're frightfully inefficient" said Margot,
when she could speak
'I know" said Bill beamins. I'm your
true artist"
"Only you don't really paint"
Maybe not But I've got splendid tenn
permanent"
"I remember" said Margot
I'VE had good time didn't we? While
It Iasted?"
She knew what he meant.
Sure" she said hastily. But it was kind
of crazy. wasn't it? We were too much alike
We needed soberng influences"
"We-ell," said Bill, there wasn't anything
very sober about us, of course. But we had
a good time"
Together they regarded the ruins of their
old will nj IIv
accorded to ruins.
"Funny we can talk about it now" said
Margot brightly. "I meant all goes to show"
He knew what she meant
Il hear it's all fixed up between you and
Luke" he said with certain embarrassment
"We-el" said Margot "practically!'
That's great" he said That's simply
great"
His yellow hair was rumpled But hs was
talking with the precision of q small boy
thrust into drawing room. Suddenly Margot
couldn't see him. Her eyes were blind tn q
swift fash of silver
It'd better take those glasses back" she
said "Old Mr.. Hubbard-he1l probably be
wanting EN-
COR several minutes Margot talked to the
professor. She petted Mrs. Vanderbilt and
admired the professors violin.
She came up the stairs to q shril1 blast.
Bill had yelled for her-and then had whistled
as only Bill could whistle. She found him,
hanging by his hands from the rafters with
the small stepIadder sprawling at his feet
"Hey!" he said Indignantly Didn't you
hear me whistler"
Laughter kept her helpless for a moment or
two Then she tottered to the ladder and set
it up. Bill was on top of the ladder grinning
reluctantly.
WAS funny?" he asked
Terribly funnyi" said Margot what were
you trying to do?"
oh got bright idea about the ceiling