Evening star., 1934-03-04

quickly. inwardly congratulating himself
that he had taken advantage of the cue she
had unwittingly given him.
NO" she said slowly. I've really ordered
all can-that is, all I want. But I hate =
spoil party. If it will make you feel
better III permit you to give me, Oh a
small slice Of steak that you have left ony
platter" A delightful lttle-girl look of n,
chief came on her face.
That's fine" He Immediately cut q piece
Of the steak and deftly transferred It to her
small tea plate
Under cover of the table one of her hands
clutched the napkin.
That doesn't look right" he scowled Not
well balanced. How about some mushrooms?"
"Oh, no. Oh, WELL" she yielded "just .
''Mushrooms-just trifie," he repeated
gravely. And how about some potato? It's
very passable. Good old Delmonico."
Just the faintest suggestion then" Charm
hgy she entered into the game.
"Potato-faint suggestion" Carefully he
filled the little tea plate.
Later, there was q trace of broiled tomato
the vagueSt possible hint Of salad, the mere
mention Of cranberry sauce and neeting
glance at a smooth hot roll
Her eyes danced; mis- mouth bit sober in
Its caSt-cuved upward.
The girl ate leisurely, as If she we're doing
her host a favor. And she let him talk, In
fact, was grateful because he did talk. so that
she might the better pay attention to the
wonderful feast that had befallen her.
Il don't know when I've eaten so much"
she said with q rueful little laugh when she
had finished. Il won't be able to stir this
afternoon"
Physical comfort stealing through her
IKE warm wine. Things were certainly look
ing up. 1t had been worth it to get her best
dress and her hat wet. She had had to put
them on tor her appointment with Galanti
had had to appear at her best. And on Satur-
day, Galant had said, he was certain he would
have something for her. good part in q
vaudeville skit 1t was. Yes, it was as good as
promise good as . contract. Saturday and
today was Thursday. She wouldn't need 70
eat until Friday night-there was the quarter
IN her purse.
Good work." he commended, looking at
her plate. Don't tell me that wasn't better
than tea and toast. Now whatn you have for
dessert? I'm going to have pie, plebian Die"
Really, no dessert" she protested and
straightened her slim shoulders back In her
chair.
He overrode her objections.
Dessert" he said firmly
We'll, then" she hesitated. IF there's q
tart. . raspberry tart t-and may have cofYee?"
"A raspberry TART" He was delighted Il
knew you wouldn't order ice cream and fudge
cake"
maybe had some just while ago" She
shrugged her shoulders.
Anyway, you're q splendid patient" he
told her complacently. "Quite remarkable how
quickly you got rid of that tea a-and-toast COM
plex. You're looking better already. Actually
swear you looked hungry"
She flushed.
IL didn't want to spoil the party Won
remember" she said.
"You certainly have added to til Tell me-"
he asked suddenly. as the pie and tart arrived,
tell me as your physician and friend Just what
particular shade Of blue It is you're wearing
They have such crazy names for colors now
that a fellows lost. I think q doctor could help
the stylists out quite a bit. What's the matter
with measle red, poison ivy pink, compound
fracture blue"
She laughed appreciatively.
''Wonderful?" she agreed. "And there could
be the mumps pouffant effect, the chicken
pox dot, the lumbago loop"
The waitress, leaning against the wan, her
ears straining at their moorings, stided giggle.
"pUT to- get back to the main subject under
= discussion" he said smilingly, whats the
name Of that blue? It's such perfect match,
with your eyes, mean. imagine you shopped
entire day and sent heaven knows how
many clerks into q nervous breakdown"
slightly ironical curve came to her Nps
She had certainly made an exhaustive tour Of
the bargain Easements.
The name of tt?" delicate frown came
between her smooth brows. Nov what was
it?" What weird name could she think of on
the Sl,l1r of the C--II