The Washington times., 1935-11-08

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behave yourself!" For moment
Nicholas Suyden hesitated, then
his handclasp frightened. And
good luck to you with the book"
Thanks, father. You know I
appreciate everything. your e
being a prince about this. :"
A whistle blew shrilly, people
brushed past them, someone
jostled them apart. Young Kipp
lifted q hand in a quick salute,
turned sharply and walked away.
Once he turned and looked back.
His father was still watching
him, their eyes met, smiled
deeply, and Kipp was pushed
down the stairs with a dozen
other people.
Ten minutes later, he was driv-
ing his long-nosed gray roadster
away from the piers through that
cold, blue November dusk. He
was acutely stirred at parting
from his father, and even more
acutely excited at what his
fathers departure was going to
mean to him. The house he had
lived in all his life, at Washing
ton Square North, was leased and
he was at this moment on his
way to his new quarters which
he had Sublet furnished from Ted
and Judy Sleeper only the day
before. It was three-room fiat,
casually but comfortably fur
nished on West Twelfth Street
and Kipp was looking forward
to living in it with a definite
sense of anticipation and excite
ment.
Let us consider him, as he
drives south, a strong wind blow
ing fully in his face. A young
man of 26. Rather extraordinarily
good-looking as has already been
indicated. A dark, young man
finely built, with eager black eyes
and a dramatic, sensitive mouth.
A young man who. for the first
time in his life. is finding himself
completely free to do exactly as
he pleases. which happens in
this case to be free to live in Ted
and Judy Sleeper's three-room
flat and write a novel.
His father had said to him,
when he finished Yale in '29:
eco into the firm for three years,
son. If at the end of that time
you still want to write, I'll Subsi
die you for year and let you go
to it -"
Nicholas hadn't known, OF
course, that at the end Of three
years his own health would be
shattered and he would have to
retire from active business. Neither
had he believed that at the end OF
three years young Kipp would still
prefer to write novel to staying
in an importing office. But he
had and Nicholas had taken it on
the chin like good loser and a
gentleman. you've played square
with me, son. you've given me
three years to prove that / was
wrong and you were right. Now
I'll finance you for year. :"
But, he had admitted ruefully,
not as handsomely as he had ex-
pected to. I'm fact not hand
somely at all. Will you be able
to manage on three hundred a
month";" ...
Kipp said he would. Easily.
"But," he had added, for the first
time a little concerned about his
fathers finances, "are you sure
it's convenient for you to let me
have it?" .-.
Nicholas assured him that it
was. It seemed there was an an
nuity which paid him an ample
income for as long as he lived.
"After that" he concluded, sn1il-
ing wryly, things may not shape
up so well. So make the most OF
your time"
Kipp had grasped his fathers
hand hard and refused to accept
the inference in his father Is
words. you'll come back in the
spring a new man, father. you
know Macdonald said all you
needed was complete rest and a
winter in the sun. :"
Today, driving rapidly south
through the sharp November dusk,
he refused again to dwell on the
fact that Macdonald. might be
wrong. after all, his father was
only sixty. there was no reason
why he shouldn't live another ten,
even twenty years if he took care
of himself.
And in the meantime he, Kipp,
was through with importing
houses forever. For the first time
in his life his time was his own.
well, that is, practically his own,
He grinned slightly, a trifle Wryly
There was always Cynthia, Of
course. She would hunt him
down eventually and drag him out
to feed and amuse and dance with
her. She would insist upon run
ming in on him at odd and in
convenient moments and she
would telephone him persistently,
But he would be firm with her.
Kind but firm. He had known
her all his life and he was fond
Of her in an affectionate and
wholly casual fashion, but he did
not want to marry her, now or
ever, and he wished she would stop
trying to make him think he did
and settle down to one OF the
numerous NICE young men whC