The Washington times. [volume] (Washington [D.C.]) 1902-1939, 1935-07-13

Hes so line, so loyal. he owes
so much to his mother and sis
tiers. He just can't bear to
disappoint them. They're all
set on his marrying an heiress. p"
Bull" her little sister
summed up. II don't believe
it. If he really wanted to
marry you, Helen, he wouldn't
give a boot for his whole gang
of females"
Helen was no pSychoanalyst.
She hadn't even heard of DR..
Sigmund Freud whose ideas
we're already beginning to
furnish so much table talk for
SophomoreS and sophisticated
society and who had brought
sex out of obscurity into the
limelight. Complex, to Helen,
was still an adjective.
But as she talked and ex-
planned, it seemed to Helen as
if she were reciting q long
piece Of doggerel. glibly memo
rized and never wholly under
stood. Bellies frank disbelief
worried Helen and the careful
structure she had built up of
faith in Walter began to totter.
CHAPTER XIII
Spring was late that year,
but when it finally came it
brought in it's wake sunny days
whose delicate and lifting breezeS
brought loneliness even to mid.
Manhattan afternoons. The
park, from the first faint green,
slowly, richly budded and bios
Somed into fulfillment; the
tulips in the flower beds in front
of the Plaza were riot Of color.
The air was clean as if magi-
cally washed of SCOT and smoke
by the winters rain and snow
and the tall towers on West
Fifty.ninth Street cleaned
against a cobalt-blue sky. Fifth
Avenue was gay with color, the
sunshine warm and balny and
the breeze tipped with minty
freshness.
But as the days grew warmer
exhilaration turned to languor
in Helen's veins. A lassitude
crept over her that carried with
1t the poison of renewed doubts
and uncertainty.
Outwardly she was calm
enough over her work, but in
side her heart was a cauldron of
conflicting emotions and
thoughts. She was alternately
gay, respondent, and exhilarated,
but never hopeful, never peace
full. Love that was reputed to
fill the heart with joy and
ecstasy had turned sour in her
breast. She couldn't stand the
pain, the misery, the uncertainty
any longer. Finally she came to
a decision and with it acquired,
II not peace, a sort of calm.
She was going to have it out
with Walter that night. She
wanted to look very beautiful.
She dawdled until the others
lett and then dashed into the
cherries lavatory. A touch Of
AnaStaSia'S au naturel rouge,
applied surreptitiously although
no one was looking-and
hastily removed with Anastasia
rose petal cleansing cream.
mo-" she decided. IT don't
want to look different. I'll be
just as usual"
They met at the library, now
crowded with frankly meeting
lovers. The dear familiar gray
car. The relief as she sank into
her seat and the car sped away.
Walter. He parked on dark
side street to kiss her long and
hungrily. He was in a joyous
mood tonight. II know a swell
little restaurant" he announced.
Dinner Excellent
The swift ride down Fifth
Avenue, now deserted. He told
her bits of gossip, that bobbed
hair was in to stay, he was
certain. He was getting three
Frenchmen into the shops to cut
hair excluSively-an innovation,
face lifting. The possibilities
of face lifting in the salons.
They debated the advisability
Of it. She told him about what
she had eaten at lunch and
which, she felt, had made her
i'll.
She loved the restaurant he
took her to-. It was a neat
brownstone house on a side
street, and the diners sat in a
semi-open-air garden. Garlands
Of artificial flowers decked the
walls and in the center foun.
tain SplaShed over plump and
languid goldfish.
Ito Be Continued
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