The Washington times., 1934-12-29

do lose sometimes. don't you?"
Kent surveyed the other man
keenly and then said decisively:
mot for long: I may lose for a
while, but I never give UP till 1
win"
And them" asked Stuart.
Then? Why, on with the
next! One never runs out Of
Janes."
They all laughed. What a zest
'or living. Stuart thought. But
it would take q lot of money to
pursue every game to the end.
fortunately the man was rich.
he had a fortune equal to Shar
lene's. A bird of her own plum.
age. Surely a man of this type
could never bring her to earth
with a crumpled wing-the thing
Stuart had feared for her bright,
untrammeled spirit. They would
soar together. Happy Sharlene,
who led q charmed life, and who
loved-frankly, joyously, com
pletely-at last.
Julie was making herself a
dress. She had gone down town,
after Stuart had taken his JOY
Gus departure for Beverly Hills
that morning, to pay the install
ment due on the fur coat. But
first she had gone into Robin
sons month.end-sale. which she
attended with her usual fervor
it being an ever-recurring ritual
with her whether she had any
money or not. There had been
a wonderful bargain in black
chiffon velvet. and she had used
the fur-coat money to buy a yard
of the exquisite fragile stuff. She
had spent the remainder Of the
day evolving a frock.
Mr.. Jingle announced his ar
rival at the garage near the foot
of the hill in his usual flan1'
boyant style. Instantly Julie flew
to her watching post, the front
window.
Stuart was a long time coming
into sight. He did not dash up
those stairs by the pool the way
he had flown down them this
morning. Could it be?
Then his head came in sight
and Julie saw that he was very
pale. She drew quickly back into
the shadow of the curtain and
watched him breathlessly, un
ashamed of her prying. He gained
the crest of the hill and turned
to look back at the city. The sur
was already obscured by the fog
rolling in again from the sea, and
tangling itself in tall eucalyptus
trees like rnournful widows weeds
He stared vacantly at the pat1o
rama, his arms crossed on his
breast. Presently he shivered a
little and with a sigh turned
toward the house.
jules heart was humping with
growing elation. Sharlene Stand
ring must have turned him down
Hope burst into full bloom within
her again. She darted swiftly
across the room, scrambled up on
the table. and was standing there
mirror in hand, when Stuart
opened the door.
CHAPTER VII
Hello, darling" she said cheer
fully. I'm making a dress and ]
can't tell whether 1t hangs
straight or not. Take a look-see
for mel"
He turned on the lights and
came to squint at her hem-line
gravely, as she turned slowly about
on the table.
1T should come Just to the
dimples in my knees" she said
lest in his preoccupation he should
fail to notice.
He scowled at it. "Dips a little
on this side"
"Fix it like darling. Here are
the pins
He pinned up the dip and then
stepped back to measure with his
eye. ok, guess"
THANK you. angel. Help me
down"
She placed her hands on his
shoulders as he grasped her waist
and lifted her. She came down
lightly to the floor, sliding hel
arms about his body. She held
him suddenly close and her EN-
brace was compassionate, moth
erly, comforting. He warmed tc
her. They stood so for several
moments.
"Darling!" she murmured. Then
feeling a restlessness in him, she
drew back and said rightly: "1've
got something you like awfully
for dinner. And see, I've laid q
fire of eucalyptus branches. Let's
put a match to it. That old fog
is so chilly. Sit here, darling, and
put on your slippers while 1 finish
dinner"
jules Devices
In the kitchen she looked about
frantically. She had made nc
preparations, and 1t was too late
to go to the store. She had prom
ised him his favorite food She
need not have bothered. Stuart
did not know what he ate or if he
ate at all. though he had had nc
food all day. except the bits of am