Evening star., 1934-02-09
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the girl had taken no notice Of him
whatever, and it was plain that she
regarded him as mere background.
That is one of the drawbacks to being
a barber. Nobody ever takes any
notice of you. Just a be-scissored
robot that was what he was. 1t panied
him little.
The girls behavior proved this sur
mise correct. She ignored his presence
completely. Swinging her nice little
legsp she began to speak freely Of her
own affairs. and at the end Of a
few minutes he knew as much about
them as she did.
Jane. to begin with. was her name.
That, at least, was what the Senator
called her, and thought the weather
great and admired the London police
men. She would have liked to remain
! longer in London, but that. Packy
| gathered, was impossible because she
/ and her father we're leaving on the
morrow for France.
! The Senator said he hoped the cross
| ing would not be rough, and Jane said
oh, no.
Never rough at this time Of year,
! sir" said Packy.
Shut up" said the Senator.
Yes sir" said Packy.
His remark had had the effect of
drawing the girls attention to him,
and she was looking at him with
puzzled expression on her face. Then
the Senator went on speaking. It
seemed that the prospective hardships
| of the tourney were still weighing on
his mind.
What do these Gedges want to live
in place like that for? I hate sea
trips on small boats"
What 1 want to know" said Jane.
lis why we are going to stay with the
Gedges at all Mr.. Gedge isn't such
great friend Of yours, Is he?"
"Gedge!" Senator Opal uttered a
sharp, barking sound. I've no use for
Gedge. A fellow who says he had a
five on the ninth, and saw him with
my own eyes take four niblick shots
in the gulley.'
He paused brooding coldly over
some past unpleasantness which seemed
still to rankle. Packy found him
self warming to this Gedge, whoever
he might be. A man who could at
tempt to chisel Senator Opal in
golf game must have striking qualities
of enterprise and determination.
We'll, do you like Mrs. Gedge?"
mo. don't. She's a pest. Do you
know what she's always after me to
do? Use my pull to get that pop
eyed husband Of hers made American
Ambassador to France! fellow who's
a cross between a half-witted fish and
pneumonia germ. Well, I don't
think I shall have much more trouble
about that. I wrote her letter the
day before yesterday telling her in so
many words that I didn't think a
man who couldn't count his shots at
golf was fit and proper representa-
tive for my country in the capital OF
a great and friendly power"
We'll. after that, isn't 1t going to
be rather awkward. staying with the
Gedges?"
I'VE are going to stay with them.
so don't talk any more about it."
This fiat pronouncement seemed TO
depress the girl Jane. She bit her
lower lip in manifest heaviness of
spirit. Packy would have liked-in a
perfectly nice way, of course-to take
her little hand in his and press it
and tell her to cheer up.
IT'S about time" said the Senator
stoutly. that some one taught that
Gedge woman that money can't do
everything"
Jane burst into a sudden food Of
eloquence. 1t was as If the word had
touched spring.
Money! I wish there wasn't such
thing. A man I know says money
destroys the soul, and I quite agree
with him. He says that in the final
issue only the artist counts, and I
think he's right. If I were going to
be married. I would want it to be
some man who was intellectual and
spiritual. A man who wrote wonder