Evening star., 1941-06-24
cart that was unaccountable.

heart that was unaccountable.
Locke said, Lets stop wiggling
around and go to bed. Show me a
room where I can get these clothes
off and then leave me alone" His
voice had turned comfortably COM
monplace.
Janielle turned toward the stairs,
a half smile on her soft lips. Locke
followed her, keeping his eyes away
from the taunting slimneSs OF her
body. She stopped in the upper
hallway, pointing toward the door
across the hall.
You can sleep in there" she
directed crisply, the old, familiar
assurance returning to her voice.
A Surprise for Locke.
Locke grinned silently. Thanks"
He moved away from her, pausing
at the doorway to look back. per
hans I had better have the key to
this room" he taunted. He marched
inside quickly, but not before jan
nielle's amused chuckle had reached
his ears. He closed the door and
stood still Her laugh was still IN
his mind and he was savorlng tne
lifting sound of it.
In five minutes Locke was be-
tween cool, smooth sheets. He
closed his eyes and in rapid sue
cession the events Of the night
passed before him. He was trying
to remember something significant
when he drifted into deep sleep.
When Locke awoke the bright,
hot sun OF the early forenoon was
streaming through high windows
and slanting across the room IN
wide. golden bars. He looked about
bewildered for moment, not 1uliy
realizing where he was. Then ne re-
nnenbered. He flung off the covers
and swung his legs to the floor. -,
In 10 minutes he had shaved and
shovered. He pondered What
clothes he would wear. He glanced
about the room, wondering. he
couldn't put the tails on He
walked over to the closet and opened
the door. Nothing there. He looked
around again and this time he saw
q suit draped over chalr near
the windows. .,o
locke strobe quickly toward the
HIGHT. There was complete man S
o,Itfit. rough tweed suit boot
,oaker,s brown shoes, white shirt,
niaid tie, wooden socks. Quickly
locke tried them on. They fltteo
his long length perfectly. he
whistled appreciatingly.
~How did she do it?" ne ques-
Noned aloud.
Locke Is Entranced.
..Easily." Janielle's voice startleo
him. He pivoted swiftly. She was
standing in the doorway. L oe-
cided to give you bonus OF a new
s1Iit had the butler take your
things to a haberdasher to get
everything you needed"
~You must have been up early. "
"1 was"
sand YOU did have to force your
vay into my room, Locke laugneo'
his brown eyes twinkling and pleas
ant lines creasing his face.
"I couldn't resist, but my outler
nrotected you.'' She turned aside
aShall we have breakfast"
"I could do with something"
Locke followed Janielle down the
vide stairs to the breakfast room
Now that morning had turned lts
ptttless glare upon the night be-
fore. It all seemed unreal. But here
he was. Locke thought. So 1t was
true.
They ate leisurely, their conver-
sation knitting itself into fragile
delicate patterns. Afterward. Locke
went into the library to enjoy his
cigarette. In a moment Janielle
Joined him.
An awkward silence settled down
Locke waited patiently for Janielle
to speak. He looked across the
room at her loneliness. He liked
her rough, green skirt and the white
fragile blouse that topped it. Her
hair, blond and perfectly groomed
was long around her shoulders
page-boyed in at the ends. In the
clear, white light of the morning
her face possessed a clean. smooth
beauty and her lips were less vivic
than the night before, yet still more
desirable.
Janielle arose abruptly, restlessly