Evening star., 1938-01-03

~ went to a night club and Iris
~ was just little giddy with all
4 "A of the attention and the en-
vious glances thrown their way. Patti
and Jim had begged off and returned
to PATHS apartment. She was not
going to waste any time getting peo-
pie curious about the beautiful girl
whom Roger Vashe, the playwright,
was rushing. Seeing Iris, they could
not help noting the clothes she wore
and the next step was finding out
where they were designed. Even when
Patti was little Maggie of the alley,
she was never more strategic in her
campaign.
While they were dancing Roger
asked. Have you decided, Iris, about
dinner tomorrow EVENING"" He
glanced at his wrist watch. "This
evening, I mean. You know you did
take unfair advantage of me. And
now you have to pay for it,"
Iris looked up into his laughing
eyes and smiled. 1T was rude, wasn't
it? I even surprised myself. I'm
dining at my brothers tonight" !"
Seeing his disappointment. she added
hastily, Its q sort of family duty,
you see. Perhaps can get excused
later. if you think you would like to
come for me-"
"Will you?" eagerly. She was the
only girl he'd met for ages who had
turned down an engagement with him
for the sake of being with her family.
Families were terribly old-fashioned
nowadays, most Of them thought, and
family ties were obsolete. This was
a new experience for him, and he
liked it.
He carefully took down Hanks ad-
dress and telephone number. Il shall
come for you about 8, then?"
She nodded. Il thoroughly enjoyed
your play, Roger. No wonder it's
such huge success. hear that 1t Is
running into its twentieth week"
I'm 50 glad that you liked It,"
Roger replied, obviously pleased.
MAYBE you'll let me ask you some
thing about my next one" and apollo
getically, I'll try not to bore you"
I'D love it," she said.
It was late when he took her to her
door. After Iris closed it, she leaned
her head against her arms on the
casing. Why couldn't 1t have been
Dana? She wondered if he ever
thought of her. She went to bed to
dream OF Dana and Roger dueling
behind a huge brown rock wall on
which she and Miriam Blake stood,
cheering them on. Strangely enough,
the material Of the flag which she
waved so Historically, was the ice
blue satin of PATHS lovely gown which
she had worn that evening.
The next afternoon she hurried to
Hanks apartment to be greeted by a
radiant Cathie.
Iris, you monkey! I'm so glad
you're here" Cathie waltzed her
around the nursery, where Henry, jr.,
gazed in wide-eyed astonishment at
them from the safety Of his crib.
Iris sailed her hat across the room
and knelt in front of the baby. He
gurgled and thrust an exploring finger
into her dark curls.
"Cherub!" she held out her arms.
''May for just minute, Cathie?"
Over the baby Cathie asked, How
did the wedding turn out?"
Iris throat frightened, but she man
aged q light, "Oh, you know, the
usual thing Miriam was lovely in a
white gown with q long train and the
most beautiful veil Real lace from
Paris, and she looked Just too, too
bridish for words"
Where did they go afterward2"
"They sailed for Europe day before
yesterday" A big tear splashed on
Hank, jr.'s hands and he looked in
quiringly up at his pretty auntie.
Cathie pretended that she had seen
nothing. Tell me about your din
ner at PATHS. Hank thinks you're a
smart gal to get to design dresses for
her. And as for me, thing it's simply
marvellous" Could Iris be so terribly
hurt over Miriam and Dana? And
then a thought like dagger struck
at her heart; what would she have
done II Hank had married some other
grip
I'm terribly excited over It, ot
course. Patti is wonderful person
It's q shame the way she keeps Jim
hanging on without any more en-.
couragement than she gives him."
rs he awfully nice? had hin
figured out as genial, big butter'n
egg man."
you're wrong about that, Cathie