The Key West citizen. [volume] (Key West, Fla.) 1879-current, 1939-10-07
Meet Mr.. LocIlinvar
By Marie BLIZZARD

2 x =.
my furniture here. Gloria will be
in the South for most of the win
ter and think that Aunt Olivia
really enjoys my company"
She put down her pen. ! have
been selfish, she thought, thinking
only of myself. I've given poor re-
turn for all that Aunt Olivia has
done for me. She likes gayety
around her and I've done very lit
/ tie to add to it.
| She took a day off and asked
Philip to drive her to Portland.
And found, to her surprise. that
she enjoyed that day.
They started early in the morn
ing, arriving in time for lunch.
Philip was in an entertaining
mood. Cecily laughed at his SAL
lies, said to herself: "If can en-
joy myself so easily, I'll cultivate
the habit. I'll learn not to think of
anyone but the person Pm with"
After lunch she said, Phillip. do
you mind being on your own for
a couple of hours? | want to go to
the hairdresSer. and do some shop
ping. Then, we might meet for a
cocktail before we start back"
Philip protested that he would
be a great help to her. Neverthe-
less he went to the movies and
Cecily went off by herself.
She bought an everin;. dress. A
wisp of a dress fashioned of scar
let, fabric. It was a sophisticated
dress, backless and simple, with a
corsage of long-stemmed tulips of
red and yellow thrust into the belt.
1t suited her mood exactly. It was
defiant sort of dress.
Need For Compliments
CHE carted the dress away to the
~ hairdresser's and, with it in
mind. told the hairdresser to do
something new" with her hair.
He washed, brushed, combed and
set it in a roll that swept away
from her face.
''Mademoiselle is like new wo-
man." he pronounced.
Cecily picked up the mirror and
studied herself. 81 hope So" she
said. If there was anything she
wanted to be, it was new woman.
Philip said he didn't like it. ut
isn't like you," he sale.
"Have you any idea what I'm
really like?"
He merely shrugged his shoul-
ders.
Cecily couldn't understand why
she should feel let down. She
wanted Philip to pay her compli-
ments. She never had before. Now
she needed them. Her vanity had
taken a blow as deep as her heart.
Driving back over the ribbons
of road, she stuck her hands in
her pockets and frowned into the
darkness. She thought she'd prob
ably be like the legions of women
who spend all their m oney on
clothes and all their time think
ing up fattering remarks to make
to men, making a lifelong fran
tic effort to get back their self-re-
spect. She could almost hear her.
self saying:
"Eloise, ! think I'll have red pol
ish on my fingernails today. No, I
don't like it but I'm, having din
ner tonight with a gentleman who
does. What am wearing? Black.
Men do like black, don't they?
Personally feel out of character.
a.. Mr.. Snipswitch. you're the
great explorer, aren't you? I've
read every iDord in the newspa-
pers about your discovery in the
Malay country. Oh. look. there's a
coy corner where we won't be
disturbed! Please do tell me about
it in your own words. Oh. must
you leave?"
Not on your life, Cecily Stuart!
You're not going to be one of those.
Besides, what makes you think
you'd ever have chance of be-
ing interesting to a man? Even
old Philip here-good old Philip.
the life of the party, the hostess
delight, the super sponger, the
colossal Callen - knows you
haven't got lick of sex appeal.
He's just been using you as a prop
to get himself soft vacation. He
likes CelCUTItleS, anu AulL OilVld
is a celebrity. He eats up her dear
boy" and Phillip. you're such a
perfect guest!' He likes his break
fast on a tray. He just loves caviar.
He likes the rugged life served up
by a proper butler. He likes ice
cream in a drugstore. He likes
picnics and doesn't mind the ants.
He likes everything so darn much
he'll let you insult him as long as
you don't take his fun away.
She thought. wickedly: I'll ask
him if there's anything he doesn't
like. She already had an answer
to that He didn't like work.
Philip" she said, ''is there very
much money in writing?"
Sometimes" he said noncom-
Mutually.
Cecily pursued the subject mali
ciously. "You don't mind my ask
ing, do your" h1
"Of course not" Not said very
cordially.
"But. Philip, darling, what are
we going to live on?"