Evening star., 1936-01-10

L about him, and that makes
you crazy about everything connected
with him!"
Kay smiled appealingly. Il have tc
choose the best way know, Gene
We've" she urged. But I wanted. to
talk to you =. :"
Genevieve laughed. Talk, Kay.
she agreed. Go ahead. Get it out
of your system. Shoot the works and
be done with it. I've one-way ears,
you know"
Kay stayed with her till it was time
to 60 home, nut her last word was,
"I'll have to see for myself, Gene
We've" She held unshaken to her
determination; and during the month
that followed she persuaded Bob that
they ought no longer to stay apart
from the world. Lob was not so re-
luctant as she had expected he would
be; They dined one night with Pat
Norris and Felicia and Priscilla was
there and half dozen others, and
once, at Priscillas invitation, they
PLAYED bridge at her home on a Sat-
urday evening. Bob had no card sense,
no particular interest in the game;
but Kay did so well thai she acquired
even in this single appearance GER
tain reputation. Priscilla, when they
said good night exclaimed:
Bob, Kay's a regular card shark!
You'll have to jack up your game to
keep up with her"
Bob grinned. He had taken cock
tail before dinner, highball after
ward. Cant keep up with Kay" he
declared. Never could. She always
was too numerous for me-"
A day or two later, Priscilla tele-
phoned again, with another invitation
But Kay demurred. I'VE want to have
you here first" she said.
Priscilla, surprisingly, agreed. IAN
old friend of yours is going to be in
town." she explained Dane Ripley
was having Helen and Chick and
two or three others; but if you want
to stage the party . 2"
"Of course" Kay assented Lets
make it Friday night. Well have din
ner here. I know Bob can arrange
to be free that evening. Shall we &c
somewhere and dance afterward?"
Danes a contract hound" Pris-
ella declared. He'd rather play
cards -
Kay accepted the situation almost
with relish. She had not seen Dane
since that night on the Griffin, and
she ,onfessed to Genevieve h certain
curiosity. "I want to see how he'll
act" she said. Genevieve agreed to
come, and Chick Rantoul and Helen
Dane and Priscilla. Genevieve volun-
teered to produce another man.
Bob, when Kay told him the plan.
neither approved nor disapproved
We'll have to give them plenty of
cocktails" he said. THAT crowd! III
get some gin"
Kay managed the dinner and the
evening with a calm efficiency. She
seated Priscilla at Bobs right, kept
Dane and Chick Rantoul at her own
end of the table. And afterward she
took Dane as a partner against Pris-
ella and Bob. leaving the others to
arrange their own game as they chose.
Dane at dinner had been family i'll
at ease, but Kay met him so gracious
ly that he was presently himself again.
And afterward she applauded his play;
she praised his bids, she laid o.l him
such a hattering JUNCTION that Dane
was before the evening ended COM
pletely at his ease. When the last
rubber was over she bade him come
with her to the pantry to fetch cheese
and crackers and beel, and left Pris-
ella with Bob.
Keep Bob amused. won't you, Pris!"
she directed. Il don't want him in
the pantry. He's just nuisance
when he tries to be domestic"
''Oh, Bob and l will get along"
Priscilla assured her; and Bob said
little thickly:
Sure, Kay, don't worry about me!
But you'd better keep an eye on
Dene!"
The door swung to behind them.
and Kay said: Cheese in the ice box
Dane. Get platter and knife
while I find the crackers. The beer
Is there, tool"
Dane caught her arm above the
elbow. "Wait a minute. Kay" he
said softly, and held her.
What is it?" she asked
Dane frowned. You know I owe
you an apology" he told her. 1--WE
felt mighty bad ever since about that
night at New London. I had you
wrong, Kay. blame myself"
Why, Dane" she assured him,
"thats all right" She laughed at
him. "You mustn't feel badly. If it
hadn't been for you I'd never have
married Bob. would I? Well then!"
Just the same" Dane insisted.
grinning, II played the handsome
scoundrel to the simple village maid!"
"Oh, you weren't such william as
you thought" she told him. You
weren't devil. Dane. You really
played Cupid, didn't you." She freed
her arms and reached over his
shoulder to touch his back. "I should
think you'd have nice little downy
wings back there. I'll bet they'd be
becoming to you'll"
i"It's pax then, is it?" Dane asked.
"Of course"
mot mad at me any more?"
mot a bitl" Her eyes were mis-.
chieyous. "On the contrary!" she as
sured him. But now do get the
beer -"
When they returned to the others
he said softly at her shoulder: We're