Evening Star Newspaper, December 22, 1932, Page 38

INSTALLMENT XI. ) HAT pearls?” Alacla asked € dazealy. “om, ym wi “The string been wearing when 1 J N you out of a plowed fleld," Ar- ¢ said, “that morning—was it years . §8go?—when I first saw you.” % “Yes!" she said. “I was going to ask By if you'd noticed them. They must ve become unfastened.” “Wait! I'll show you!” he explained. e ripped open the bosom of his shirt and fumbled inside. Then brought out lost necklace, still warm from con- ! Jtact with his fiesh. “Now laugh!” he +Ichallenged her. “I have had them : .here; next to my heart, ever since. t Fach time they scratch—and the clasp r{which is broken scratches abominably— say to myself that they used to be ‘daround your neck. May I keep my * "souvenir, or do you want them back?” i “Keep them, dear!” she said, tremu- Jously. “Oh, Zizi, Ziz, darling, it's ‘almost like & part of me being close %you all the time. Bless those beads! +\Why, it was the fact that I'd lost them that brought me into Piron's this ¢ morning for & string to wear in their Place, and so I found you again!” The little clock, set crazily into the dashboard of the rattle-trap old car, _phowed a quarter past 8 when at length 'Armand turned on the lights and, with § Teluctance, prepared for departure. He Jdrove slowly at first, one arm sbout “+Alacia, and_put both hands upon the shaky wheel only as they approached ‘he darting traffic which was carrying fiy-by-night Paris to many a curious yéndezvous. And as they turned into Ahe Avenue du Bois and spproached #he florid mansion which Alacia called home, he turned to her with a look of Rlerce young indignation on his face. “It 1s ridiculous and awful for me to| Jeave you!" he announced. “Why do| we go away into separate worlds, when we belong together in one of our own?” Alacia sighed and then brightened. “As a matter of fact,” she said prac- tically, “there isn't a reason in the mworld 'why our meetings should be se- cret. My mother will have to know about you sooner or later, and it might a8 well be now. I heard her murmur something about dinner at home to- night, so there is a chance of her being 4n the house. What say you we go in and get it over with?” .+ “Right O!” he replied. “My own other will think I have been kidnaped the bolshevists, but that can't be elped! What are you going to tell rours?” “That we're engaged, of course!” she | “retorted. “I'm not giving you &ny, xchance to escape, and I'm cinching the matter at once!” “Remember, anything you say will be | used against you!" he warned as she pened the door with her key. The GIme salon on the left of the entrance Ahall was empty, and she left him there hile she went in search of her mother. Mrs. Sayers was in the last stages of an | _elaborate toilet as her daughter entered, | ;and the enormous mirrors of an over- rowded dressing table reflected a| ky figure gleaming in white satin | Crimson-tipped fingers | t and she turned at her daugh-‘l 's entrance with a slight frown of noyance. . “It's & good thing I'm dining out!” I,#aid Kate Sayers, ‘or I'd starve to death Jgwaiting for you to change. Where have f u been so late—smashing up another | car?” | “If you're dining out, I want tostalk you & minute,” Alacia answered riefly. “Privately, please.” Mrs. #Bayers nodded to the maid, who witn- | idrew. Then Kate Sayers picked up a buffer and examined her red finger tips critically. “I don't see why you can't let busi- ness walt until morning!” she com- ;jplained. “Tomorrow is my day at the office and I have to be way downtown #t Ciro's by 9 o'clock. « “It's not business,” Alacia explained, | : she sald simply. “What?” exclaimed Mrs. Sayers, her jaw dropping in utter astonishment. “But you haven't got any beaux!” “Hadn't,” her daughter corrected her. ' “Who is he?” Her parent’s voice Was unflatteringly incredulous. “Brace yourself, mother!” said Alacia. “This is going to be s shock. He's the Prince d'Orsant.” For & moment dered. Then she seemed to the title and gasped. “Alacia! You clever girl!” she cried. “But that man has royal blood! He’s the one they want to make King of Prance! You know, it's been in the newspapers!” “I know,” said Alacis. “But don't get too excited, mother. He's not going to be king, ever! Get that idea right out of your head. He doesn’t even use a title.” All of which has got nothing whatsoever to do with my wanting to marry him.” “But with your money.” Kate Sayers began, “they could do almost anything, those Toyalists!” “That’s what they'd probably think If we mentioned it to them,” Alacia agreed grimly. “But I tell you his being & prince doesn’t matter in the least. ‘What does matter is that we love each other. For the present the engagement 18 a strict secret. You must promise not to tell a soul.” “Not even Santini?” begged the woman. “Least of all Santini” said_Alacia. “He'd have it all over town. Promise me, mother!” “All right, child, I'll promise,” said Kate Sayers, beginning to beam. “But I hope you'll get over that foolish idea about not using a title. After all, it isn't everybody who has the chance to be a princess—and such a distinguished one. Why. the whole world knows that name! When can I meet your young man, my dear?” “He's downstairs now, walting!” Alacia said. “I asked him to dinner. Oh, mother, must you go out?” “I must. There is no way I can telephone,” Kate Sayers replied dis- creetly. “Besides, Alfredo would never forgive me if I stood him up on a date! 8o your flance is downstairs. My child. this is too thrilling! Tell me, is he oid or_young, or what?” “Young, of ocourse!” said Alacia, laughing. “Why, mother, you saw him when he drove’ me home yesterday morning! Don't you remember?” Slowly it became apparent that after an effort Mrs. Sayers did recall the in- cident; the memory of the shabby little car carTying a young man away from her doorstep cast a shadow across her face and suddenly she pointed an ac- cusing finger at her daughter. “Alacia Sayers!" she cried. “You told us you did not know who he was! You had to ask S8antini! I remember, How long have you known him? How can you be sure he's not a fake? You know this town is simply crawling with plausible strangers!” “M. Piron vouches for him,” said the girl, deliberately ignoring the first part of her mother's question. “He’s exactly what he says he is.” “And how does M. Piron know about him?” The practical business woman in Mrs. Sayers was aroused now, and her eyes were keen and intelligent as she flashed her pointed questions. “He works there,” Alacia responded. ‘M. Piron has known him all his life.” Only one word stuck in the other wom- an’s consciousness. “Works there?” she said. “If he is the Prince d'Orsant, why does he work there?” m"%ecluu he's 8 decl:m man!” A},“}',‘ ed desperately. “He's poor and he Fias to workl™ VA sort of e made her say nothing about the prospective inheritance. She wanted Armand to be now, perfectly. D. C, THURSDAY, DECEMBER 22, 1932. 1932, Distributed by United Feature Syndicate. “I am Tarszan of the Apes! dum-dum with my brothers!” cried the ape-man. He made a motion to the drummers, who imme- diately took up the cadence of the dance again. It was then that Go-lat gave up. valued for himself alone and was de- termined that he should be. “Ah, I see!” sald her mother. “He knows, of course, that you are not ex- actly poverty-stricken!” This stung Alsgis beyond endurance. “And Santini is't & millionaire either!” she cried furiously. Her moth- er made no reply to this, but walked up and down the room for_ several minutes in s brown study. Then she came across to her daughter and laid & gentle hand on the girl's shoulder. “There, there, my dear!” she said kindly. “I don’t mean to be critical. I merely want to protect you. I hope the boy is all right, and very likely he is. All T want, really, is your happiness. Let me see him and judge for myself. 1 promise not to be prejudiced one way l or another.” She kissed her daughter tenderly, and then soothed the yellow head which Alacia allowed to rest against the sequins on the ample bosom. “Good for you, mother!” said Alacia in a muffled voice. “I know you'll give us & fair break. Just let me powder my nose and I'll show him to you!” ‘While Alacia repaired the damage caused by a few unruly tears of indig- nation, Mrs. Sayers gathered an er- mine wiap over one arm and collected her sparkling evening bag, glancing at the minute watch on her wrist. “Hurry, darling!” she urged. “I've only got & few minutes, and you know how Alfredo hates to be kept waiting.” “Run down ahead and introduce yourself,” Alacia suggested. “He's in the little salon. I'll be down in & second.” Mrs. Seyers nodded, and with a last look in the mirror, hurried out into the | hallway. (To Be Continued.) I come to dance the dum-dum. 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