The Washington times., 1937-04-03


street. down the next.
The whole thing was a beautiful
blur. Through it all she was con-
sciouS of just two things, Edwards
long, thick-lashed grey eyes looking
down at her admiringly, the pleas
ant nearness of his tall, lean,
gray-flanneled person. And the
consciousness that her little black,
off-the-face hat was new, and
that she'd never, never in all her
life, looked better.
Surprisingly, they found them
selves back at the Biltmore again.
Lets go in to the bar ana
have a cocktail" he said.
Competently he found a place
for her, ordered two bacardis,
not too sweet" and tossed a
five-dollar bill on the tray.
1.-The same" he told the waiter
a little later.
She'd never had more than
one cocktail in her life, but she
drank this too and nothing
happened. She just felt carefree,
and relaxed.
where shall we eat?" he asked,
and to her horror she heard her
self saying, Mother suggested
that bring you home-to have
dinner with U.s."
That's swell Of her." he said
warmly.
Her lips felt dry. BY this time
dinner would be over. Charlie
would have eaten the extra pork
chop. There wouldn't be a thing
left. Nobody would be dressed.
and there might even be a Gus
toner in the shop.
II certainly appreciate that,
but of course you told her you
were dining with me tonight?"
She nodded.
Saved. Saved again.
"Well, shall we go to the
Brown Derby, or Musso Franks,
or the Trocadero-or where?
Where do you like to eat?"
OF course he thought she knew
all these places. She ought to,
living in Hollywood.
IT don't care-you chooSe!"
'Well," he said after some
thought, 1--WE could go over to the
Cocoanut Grove or we could stay
here. Suppose we just eat here, in
the Bowl?"
Just eat in the Biltmore Bowl.
"Of course" he was saying, "all
Of these bright lights are an old
story to you Hollywood people. I
did move around a bit when was
in pictures-I told you I played
in couple, didn't I? But Of course
that's an old story to you, too. Up
North. of course, we do travel
around little, but for glamor,
suppose the South has it all over
us-for beautiful women. gorgeous
clothes-all the rest of it"
CHAPTER v
He did all the talking. He was
pleasantly surprised after the first
shock, to find that she was so shy
and unSophisticated. Her letters
had suggested something quite diff.
ferent.
She just sat there, and looked
adoringly up into his eyes-It was
a pose, Of course-her line, but
darn good one. His sister Bee
could take few pointers. but of
course she northumberland know
enough.
The few questions she asked
were all about him. How long had
he stayed in the lonely Stanislaus
forest? He must have come back
to Oakland right after she wrote
that first foolish letter because al.
most directly his address changed
He tried to answer, told hall
of his best Story-about the time
Frawley'S tried to roll a burning
log into a flaming canyon, ano
the other fellows leg got caught
in the branches, and he, Edward
alone and single handed-helc
that burning log on the steer
slope until the other man coulc
eXtricate himself from the clingine
branches, and what would have
been fiery death in the raging
forest fire below.
They had both been burned
both hurt, both terribly scared
and it did make a good story
But he interrupted even his best
story to gaze at her, to tell hel
she was different from any CIR
he'd ever known. that her eye
were stars, her skin a flower petal
her hair dark cloud Of glory.
She meant to notice everything
to remember everything they haC
to eat, to tell Julie later. Blu
she hardly noticed what he OF
dered, and when the food camt
they left it. to dance.
ITO be cOntinued)