The Washington times., 1935-02-23

leave without discovering him, aS
they were blocking his only exit.
"Kent, you must look at stuart'S
picture before we 20. It's O beauti-
full thingl"
"The big one over thereP" Fol.
lowing her glance he was silent
for a moment, surveying it. Hes
gone in for black subjects, chr
Never cared much for the black.
and-tanS myself"
"No, moi" sharlene remonstrat-
ed. This is q great Rsjput king
in India"
Doesn't interest me either.
Come on, love, let's 90 home"
Then in a lower voice, you
beautiful baby"
SILLY 80. Wait, I'll put this
catalogue back"
And then she saw Stuart Pen.
nington in the shadows, his nose
almost pressed against . huge,
garish picture Of ships ct sea.
Stuart" she cried when she
could get her breath.
He turned and bowed and Kent
saw, to his chagrin, that he was
suppressing q smile. How do you
do" he said cheerfully. II
couldn't help hearing your com.
ments on my picture, Damerell,
and I'm smiling, but I'm hurt"
Il love the picture, Stuart" she
said haltingly. Tim glad
you're working again."
Thanks"
Come along. Sharlsne," urged
Kent, taking her arm in his large.
possessive way, we're going to be
late to the harrington dinner"
Sharlene drew In her breath
sharply. It was reminiscent Of an.
other night-another husband.
Don't mind my criticism, PEN
nington," Kent threw over his
shoulder. ARTS out Of my line"
Intrigue
II know it," Stuart assented
with a grin. "You probably know
as much about art as I do about
airplanes. Good afternoon"
"GoodIby, Stuart" eharlene
said, mastering q little smile be-
fore she disappeared,
"Six o'clock" exclaimed Kent
as they hurried down the corridor.
II had no idea I was so late. You1l
have to get used to q businessman
for your husband"
"The tired businessman" Shar.
lene amended with o smile.
He felt mounting sense Of irri-
tation, and he could not have told
why. They were crossing In front
Of the entrance to the danSant
court.
"Oh, Monsieur!" a waiter ran
out to detain Kent. Kent saw
what he held In his hand and
started to hurry on with q NUT
tered word, but sharlene had also
seen what was in the mans hand,
and she held her husband back.
"Oh, Monsieur" the waiter said
quickly, II t'ink your lady, she
4OoFC Alo LIZA 44CSA RACSSt
Don't know anything about It,"
Kent said brusquely.
wait, Kent. We should really
try to help find the owner OF q
gorgeous big animal pelt like this!"
"It belong to de lady you dance
with, Monsieur, she just went out
wit you!"
Kent cleared his throat and
glared. II don't know what you're
talking about"
Sharlene relented, though she
could not keep her eyes from
dancing. 1.-THE scarf belongs to
Miss Julie De Wore, garcon. Kent,
give him some money and have 1t
sent to her"
She burst out laughing. "oh,
Kent. you're so funny! It wasn't
guessing. saw you-both."
Spectacle
He guided the car into the traf.
fic Of Wiltshire Boulevard, and
headed toward Beverly Hills. Yes?
Where2
In the court-dancing."
"Oh, SO you've taken to going
there?"
Not usually. Just showing
Mother the spectacle"
He asked: did it make you
Jealous, Sharlene?"
She turned her lovely eyes on
him and smiled. "Why, dearest.
dnornvtI NMppnrI n4,oISnSk hnIO0
II almost wish you were," he
said discof1tentedly.
Jealous Of Julie? Don't be
silly. She couldn't really interest
you-any more than she could
Stuart!"
jules new cottage at Maltbu
Beach was full Of hangerS-on that
Saturday afternoon. They arrived
in swarnnS to wear her bathing
suits, use her towels, drink her
gin and consume whatever food
they could lay hands on, They
had possessed the house every
weekend since it was finished.
AS Miss Gray made her way
shrinkingly among the recumbent
forms, Of whom she 50 heartily
disapproved, Julie rose from the
mass and pulled q languid, sun.
burned youth into a game Of
beach ball. (She had to wage
grim warfare on the flesh, II not
the devil, to keep her film form.)
"Julie!" she said sharply, Mr..
Damerell has come"
Jose! No more drinksl" Julie
called to the Filipino boy who was
bringing out a tray. "You take UP