The Washington times., 1936-12-17
NOW READ ON
RY MAY CHRISTIE

ana Sa1eLy measure % COuUAn
With a swift movement and a
gay laugh she pulled his mask
back where it belong over the up
per part Of his face, telling him
that curiosity killed the cat, and
she was sorry for her boldness!
And his!
But I'm dying Of curiosity" he
protested, making as though to re-
move her own mask.
In the nick of time she drew
back. Laughing, she pulled his
hands away.
$50 you admit the awful fact
that men and cats are like each
other? Hooray!
How SOP"
because a man and a cat will
both fly away from you If you at
tempt to hold them too tightly.
They can't stand mauling. But
ignore a cat-or man-and he'll
come around fairly pestering you
for attention. Begging for pet
ting!" concluded Ann positively.
Paul Bradley gave hearty
laugh. He was amused.
Cant you see I'm sitting up on
my hind legs at this minute?"
"No. That's dogs prerogatlve.
A dogs always grateful for a kind
word or a bone. A dogs like a
woman. Women snap up compli-
ments oh! so gratefully, begging
for more, but men are frightfully
suspicious of compliments, suspect
ing the ulterior motive"
"Where did you learn this mar
velous psychology, at your tender
age?"
AT the University of Hard
Knock" she rejoined pertly.
"I don't believe it,"
''Now what on earth do you
know about me?" daringly ven-
tured Ann.
THAT you're charming, and
witty, and I'm sure awfully pretty
if only you'd take off that absurd
mask you're wearing"
"Ha! Thanks, kind sir! Am I
supposed to gratefully snap up
that bone?"
"Now why on earth must you
compare yourself to a dog?"
"For the aforementioned rea-
sons, and also that you and I may
have the pleasure of scrapping TO-
gether! I see so plainly in you
the serene self-assUance OF Puss-
On-the-Hearth!" ..
mot on the hearth. Just OIL
the ice, and dying for warmth"
I'm New York city, with its
surplus females, there must be
loads of little fires where you can
warm yourself at" She added pro
vocatively: provided you're not
settled for life at one little family
hearth?"
Her heart beat fast. awaiting
his reply. Suppose he were mar
ried-or as good as married?
mo. I'm all alone" -.
Lonesome? Ho! That old gag!"
"Dor,'t you KNOXVILLE caught
her wrist-"that cats hate having
cold water thrown on them?"
"And love to wander out AZ
nights in search Of adventure"
she supplemented, laughing.
"They hate to be rubbed the
wrong way, as you're deliberately
doing, you bad grill"
But I adore cats"
"I'm glad. D'you hear me purr'
ing?"
"There goes your feline vanity
again!"
I'm vain because I've found
the most piquant little partner in
the Carnival. Let's drink to her" "
he suggested, filling AIMS glass
and his own, and fitting his up.
They drank their champagne
The band broke into a lifting
melody. Behind the sympathetic
screen Of frs, Paul Bradley moved
closer to Ann.
"D'you know, 1t was a tosS'up
whether I'd come here or not to-
night? But I'm grateful I yielded"
"Who asked you?" The question
had been simmering in her mind
for the past hour. Who was re-
sponsible for his appearance at
the Carnival?
Naturally a beautiful girl"
Her heart sank. He continued
"I dropped into an absurd version
of the exspeakeasy with a name
which should appeal to your an
thropological mind. Not a dog no1
a cat, this time, but a pig! lie
Cochon Qui Rit.' A blond girl sold
me a ticket for this charity and
here I am.
"Bernice!" thought Ann quickly
"What's she look like?" she
asked, trying to sound nonchalant
"Iik ke Circe with the swine
around her. They were climbing
up the walls, and their faces were
half-human.
Nonsense. You we're seeing
things. You must really go on thu