The Washington times., 1934-04-21

them?"
mot often. Especially when
they don't pay for it. But that
doesn't matter. A woman did
come in with bunch Of vio-
lets the other day. We took
care Of her at the county.
She was a grand person, and
Hhe made a neat speech when
6he presented the flowers.
Didn't your father tell you?
It's SO unusual-but then you
know only one of the 10 leperS
came back to thank the Lord.
We shouldn't expect q higher
percentage than His; human
nature hasn't changed"
= He looked down at her and
smiled, noticing for the first
time that she wore an evening
Gown and it suited her well. She
BOXED young with her hair clear
from her forehead and tied
back like q child'+yet warm
and provoking.
: He said irrelevantly: "Was
e q dress like this when Edward
made you so unhappy"
She glanced up, startled, re-
peatlng: Edward made me un-
happy?"
: "Yes, don't you remember?
You wrote me a letter. You
didn't see what there could be
wrong in q clean, strong back
Ike yours?"
"Oh, you're going back 100
years! Don't you like this
dFess?"
every much. I was thinking
q the letter you wrote"
Old Letters
. She said, coloring: "Kevin,
YOU haven't kept those letters.
have your"
"Of course I have"
well, I'd certainly turn Grim
aon reading them now. ! know
that IT,.
:sWhx2" Then he smiled and
his eyes had a teasing light.
you were in love with me then,
Pippin. You wrote extravagant,
delicious letters. I'd like to get
one now. Where's my picture?"
He was laughing at her now.
"Do you remember what you
said about it?"
She drew a deep breath and
Kept her eyes down: II remem-
ber. Sixteen is a silly age."
''It's a wonderful age"
They went in to the little
room and sat on the davenport.
He pulled her to his side. letting
his hand rest OF the back of her
neck, just under the bunch OF
eurls.
"Oh, I forgot to tell you'll
meant to write you a letter but
Tn a poor correspondent. I'm
sorry I didn't get down to see
the play, but that was another
mad day. wish you'd give me
the script. I'd like to read it."
She didn't want Kevin to read
the play. She knew the plot was
weak. There were many coinci-
dences and they had achieved
their effects by all manner Of
tricks. But the girls who took
part were pretty; the costumes
attractive and the lines snappy.
She didn't want Kevin to laugh
at her, so. she began to tell
amusing incidents about the re-
hearsals: about Bruce; about
Dadee'S love.
He grew very silent. She
turned, wondering why he didn't
respond. He was aSleep.
She scrutinized him. He looked
younger with his eyes closed and
his face relaxed. He looked boy
ish with his black hair curving
from his forehead. His mouth,
released from the stern, COM
pressed expression Of his wax
ing hours, was full and very
sweet. She sat quiet, with his
hand resting on her neck and
her shoulders growing stiff. She
didn't wish to disturb him yet
felt indignant and very much
taken down. After all, she was
telling a sparkling story; she
was looking her very best. He
didn't need to fall asleep right
IA her face.
Busy Thoughts
Very gently she lifted his
hand from her neck, moved to
o chair, took q book and tried
to read. But every now and
then she was gazing at him.
She was glad he was weak like
other people and had to fall
asleep! She wondered If he
would awaken if she went over
and very softly kissed him.
She wouldn't do this, Of course,
but she wished she could. She
read on and Speculated on.
Suddenly the clock in the
hall struck. It was 1880. Ke-
vim Jumped to his feet and was
instantly, amazingly awake.
He looked at Pippin, rubbed
his face and turned very red.
THAT was a nice, polite
thing to do! If don't behave
better, won't rate any more
of your Friday evenings, will I,
Pippin?"
She gave a little smile and
felt very happy. She went over
s 10 the photograph and put on
Q record. She stood with her