Evening star., 1933-02-19

II known all the world over for his
portraits of beautiful women and
gallant men, But in Washington,
where he usually tolls and spins,
his art is by no means his sole
claim to eminence. For in the National Capl-
tai in the cool and lofty spaciousness OF MS
studio. he occasionally gives party. And these
parties of Lords, which, like their host, are
generally little mad, have long been the rage
Imagine his feelings, therefore, when, during
the course of one particularly bright and hliari-
GUS evening, he happened to glance across tne
crowded studio and saw young Stephen Trevor
with mighty frown between his broWs. IL
was the steadness of the frown that especially
nettled Lordy as he made his way clumsily
around the group of dancers. Consequently
the slap on the back with which he greeted the
young man was not altogether friendly.
"Lordy," complained the young man bitterly
eff I had hands as heavy as yours Ia keep
them in my pockets"
Steve" said Lordy, slapping him again, "is
there anything wrong?"
'Wrong?" repeated the young man. Ger
tainly not Why should there be?"
"a few moments ago." said Lordy very gently.
"you looked as though you were about to be
stricken with serious illness"
''wen" said the young man, sis that very
surprising?"
Lordy's head bent forward.
"And why" he asked ominouSly, why should
you wish to be stricken at one of my parties?"
The young man made comprehensive ges-
ture that included the whole studio generally.
"An that-bunk," he explained.
Lordy's beard quivered Indignantly.
1.-The trouble with you very earnest young
career men in the State Department." he
began.
'And listen,' said the young career man
from the State Department
The radio was grooming soulfully:
Darling, I'm lonesome
Since you 1Dent diUay;
There's no one to lone me
In just the same tpuy
'Well?" said Lordy grinly.
Terrible" said the young man. "Slush! All
this sloppy romantic business. A waste OF
time"
The young man drew in his breath.
II think I'll be going" he said.
But Lordys huge bulk suddenly barred the
way.
mo-" he said quickly. 1--WE just had an
idea. Thereu be a girl along here in a mo-
ment or two want you to meet. She'll suit
you down to the ground"
''But-"
"Now listen" said Lordy. "This girl may be
young and she may be pretty-but she's dif-
ferent. She's got very serious mind, Steve,
just like your own"
Him. said Stephen doubtfully.
"The fact is" continued Lordy, "she's an
architect. And that's all she thinks about
her career. She never looks at man twice."
Stephen was interested in spite of himself.
"And her name?" he inquired
Crawford" said Lordy, Daphne Crawford"
BE careful, Lordy," said voice behind
them 1--WE arrived"
Lordy spun round
1.-THE girl herself" he began
The girl bubbled over with laughter
my DEAR" said Lordy gravely, I've just dis
covered your soulmate."
Miss Crawford's eyes widened little.
IA 18TH murder in his heart Stephen did his
w best to look not too uncomfortable be-
meath the cool amusement of Miss Crawfords
gaze. Presently she held out her hand.
How dyou do?" she began. Evidently
Lordy thinks there's no need to"
Trevor" said Lordy hastily. Stephen
Trevor"
Steve found his tongue again.
Look here, Lordy-" he began.
But Lordy had time to deal with inter-
ruptions
You see, my DEAR" he was telling Daphne
Crawford, "Steve's very serious-minded fel-
low who disapproves of frivolous young women
In principle. That's right, Steve, isn't it?"
'Lordy, I'll"
But Miss Crawford was enjoying herself.
go on, Lordy," she said
Lordy continued
"And so was telling him about you, my dear
what quaint, old~fashoned child you are
and"
"Really!" said Miss Crawford coldly.