Evening star., 1933-07-16
Continued from Fourth Page.


It was too late to save the hounds The
chance had come and gone, Howard Cheseldine
said The hounds might have been saved, but
it was too late now The hounds would have
to 60.
The orchestra started up When Patricia
danced past the huddle again, she saw that
Mike was doing all the talking.
Why was the music stopping again? Why
was everyone turning toward the platform
where the orchestra was? Who were those
two stern, silent men standing on the platform
waiting for attention?
~ Mike up there preparing to make speech.
But Ne was Golden-hearted Mike had been
broodirg about the hounds. Don't worry no
mo-. liP hounds. Here comes Mike. Larrupy.
Larrupy Old last-minute man Paul Revere
Mike will wangle dog biscuits for you.
Mike looked as sober United States Su-
preme Court presiding justice She remembered
that Mike had admitted to climbing on boxes
and demanding fair play for the downtrodden.
He had had, sophomore, strong socialistic
urge. Any one who was downtrodden would
do. pack of downtrodden hounds was right
up Mixes street.
Mike was talking. Stop that gigging. you
girls You little hussies, don't you realize that
Mike is inspired?
What is more beautiful, what Is more en-
nobling my friends, than the devotion of a
dog to its master the master whom he loves.
the master for whom he would gladly, nay
eagerly, lay down his life?"
1t was! 1t was Mike using all those beauti-
full big whoms. Mrs. Du Quesne, you listen
in? You mustn't miss golden syllable. That's
my Mike up there. Who's ashamed? Who
would gladly. nay eagerly, crawl under rock
and die? That's right Mrs. Du Quesne. What
pity your nose isn't sawed-of shotgun.
lit
to the veranda? Not really the door to the great
outdoors. Could girl actually walk out that
door and be all alone with the stars?
Patricia started down the driveway. The way
her knees felt, she would probably be too stiff
legged tomorrow to sit down. She was going
to organize club. Shed call it the Happy
Despite Club. Happy Despite Mike When
Happy Despter was downcast she thought Of
something happy. All! Here's something
happy Only 20 hours. Only 1900 minutes.
Only-ony u 900 seconds. and Mike would be
speeding back to New York.
What was the uproar in the club house about?
Were they going to lynch Mike. or were they
going to throw him to the hounds?
A woman inside the club house door was say
ing: That young man is right. These people
ought to be ashamed of themselves, ignoring
their very b-best friends
Was this maudlin unknown praising Mike?
Was there actually person left IN the world
with a good word for Mike?
There was Bill. Bill was standing up. He
was saying that the dog biscuit fund had $42 in
it, thanks to the collection just taken up. He
was asking that they elect Mike honorary master
of fox hounds.
Everybody was cheering. and Mrs. Du Quesne
was saying in PatTicias ear, Some of US are
sneaking away to my place. Won't you and
that young man come with me In my carr"
Not Mike. Mrs. Du Quesne wasn't referring
to Mike Where was Mike? Where was that
cherub?
Can you tie it, baby?" he crowed when she
found him. Tin master Of fox hounds, and
I've never been on q horse!"
She implored, "Pul-eaze. Mike. be nice to
her. She's the Mrs. Du Quesne. She's the most
important person here. really. It's grand
chance"
ITO what?"
why! To get in with the right people"
The master Of fox hounds knows no social
barriers"
Just Ike boy. Just like a happy, care
free boy with q new toy. No more real harm
in him than in q 15-foot alligator
But ON the drive to the Du Quesne estate he
sat comfortingly silent between her and Mrs.
Du Quesne. He was impressed. He was an angel
And it was a beautiful car, with its chromium
gadgetry, q uniformed chauffeur. She would
compliment Mrs. Du Quesne on this gorgeous
new car.
Its q heavenly car" Patricia said.
Driving boat like this" Mike said sourly,
lis just progressive luncheon from one hn-
ing station to the next"
That was the way to talk to Mrs. Du Quesne.
Don't let her think you have the least respect
for anything.
4 AXE managed to vanish when the car
IVl reached the Du Quesnes' porte cochere.
Patricia joined q group and life went on.
She had never seen a country estate so beau
tiful How marvellous it would be to know