Evening Star Newspaper, August 6, 1935, Page 25

OVELY LITTLE FOOL oA Slory of Washingtons Social Se{ B PRYLLIS MOORE | . B GALLA GHER of5@ WHAT HAS GONE BEFORE. Seymour. young _ Government iove with Marshal Van De- his love for her. gpotled dsughter of an old and wealthy ashington family. At a yachting party she suffers her first pangs of fear and ealousy as she watches Marshall and ibby. She meets Raoul de Prudentio American d'plomat. who immediately "is attracted to her. and John Storm. wealthy Boston youth. who is studying law in the The next day he appears at her unknown t . 'he_has That night Betsy is invited to attend & dinner at the home of Jennie Travers and Mar- | shall is to be her escort. As she enters his car when he calls for her. she is sur- prised to find Libby occupying the front seat. CHAPTER III. HERE under the great arched | beam of the door a tall, blond young man walked with ease and assurance toward Jennie. His smile was awkward, almost wist- ful, and his dinner clothes accentu- ated his bronzed fairness. Betsy heard him murmur something about being sorry that he wa- late, that he had just found a home near the uni- | versity and had moved in before some | student snapped it from him. Then he nodded to the others whom he knew about the table and took the vacant chair on Betsy's left. Betsy had not noticed that the chair had been unoccupied until John Storm was in it; until he was turning and looking into her eyes. “Well, say-y! This is a surprisel” he said. | For just one moment Betsy forgot | that Marshall's fingers held her own. | She was liking John's eyes again and | his gentle mouth. “T'll fail utterly to storm the social battlements of the Capital if I al rive Jate at formal dinners, won't I?” he laughed and shook his blond head | forlornly. | “They'll put you on the tail of all bachelor committees, where you'll stand out like a third thumb!” she wagered. “My excuse is A-1, I think! I was | arrested for speeding on the way here, %0 it may now be said that John Btorm has been prusented at court.” “Without velvet breeches and & plumed hat? Tsk! Tsk!” John threw back his head. “You know what?” he said, laughing a lit- tle wickedly. “I'd like to pass Wash- ington society a snub some time and | serve it scorching hot! I think that | would be fun! Not to Jennie—she's a brick! But to some of the old gals | with pie-faced daughters who steer | their ambitious social craft into the sacrosanct waters of the Potomac!” Betsy. was laughing now, too. John Storm was fun. She suspected that | there was some Irish in his veins; Irish that made his eyes twinkle and the corners of his lips turn up a lit- tle as he talked; Irish that made her | like him instantly without knowing anything about him. Only the Irish could weslg that magic. It was Marshall's tugging hand that made her turn. “Old home week, eh?” he asked, his brows darting together. “The long-lost lover returns?” “What a primitive type of Tnind, Marshall. Mr. Storm means chickens in the pot and electric bills paid and maybe a dress or two!” “What is this?" —_—mm—— TOURS. TEST TRAVEL BARGAIN— — WEST CITIES REA TO_PACIFIC NORTH Now—breakfasts as low as 25c. 3 30c. dinners. 35c for passengers in cool. | clean. air-conditioned coaches and Tourist sleeping cars on Union Pacific's famous | “Portiand Rose varied daily. ight use in coaches. ree. | ‘Tacoma, Seattle ONLY $34.50 Travel by train. Fast. safe, comfortable, cheap. Urion Pacific Railroad Ticket Office, 1400 8. Penn 8q. Philadelphia. Pa. STEAMSHIPS. BERMUDA VIA FURNESS $50 up_roi und trip. with private bath. Frequent sailings direct to dock at Hamilton. Furness Ber- muds Line. 34 Whitehall 8t, New York. ALL-EXPENSE CRUISES from Balto. 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The girl doesn’t live who can resist the flattery of Jjealousy, even when it annoys her. And Marshal was jealous! His chin stopped jutting. He bent close to Betsy. “I love you,” he said softly. And the words fell on her ears and flowed like wine through her body, stirring her heart, warming her. While the strange fluffy dessert made under Jennie's direction was eaten, the black coffées drunk from the gold-encrustéd Sevres cups and the butler passed a block of ice covered with grapes and strawberries and cherries instead of the conven- tional finger bowls, John's voice drifted odf. Vaguely Betsy heard him telling her about the law courses at the U and the houses he had trekked in and out of all day because the dorms were filled. But nothing John said was important when Marshall's hand was grasping hers, pressing one—two—three . . ., their secret code of I—love—you. She shyly at Marshall—and suddenly her eyes sobered and her heart went plunging down with a cold, sick thud. Marshall dropped Libby Stockton's hand, dropped it as if it had burnt him, but not quickly enough. Betsy She had seen that while he was giving her their secret code he had been holding Libby's hand, too. And everything he had said— “Save me from this woman! Libby's a leech!"—swept back vividly through her mind with bruising force. Men didn't hold the hands of girls they looked | THE EVENING were trying to get rid of . . . men didn’t. . . . Oh, Marshall, Marshalll « .. how could you!” “Betsy . ..!" For a second Betsy thought that she could not bear it. Pride was her master, though, and she held the stinging tears in her eyes. She turned quickly to John Storm, her trembling fingers ice on his warm hand. “John! Take me home, will you? . . . right after Jennie gets up. . . . I feel faint—" She was white- faced. Ice was running through her veins, freezing her throat till words could not thrust past. She sat as motionless as a portrait, bracing her- self, waiting for her pulse to quit its terrific tumult. She threw up her golden head and fought for poise and set her lips in a cool and artless smile. Voices rattled around in her hea “Betsy, you do look faint— John's anxious voice. “Betsy——!" Marshall, ing, begging her to listen. And the wild crying voice of her own brain. “Oh, dear God, please let me get out of this house without making a fool of myself!” Jennie got up from the table. She laughed with even white teeth and gestured with scarlet finger nails. “Bridge, ping-pong or dancing,” she offered, hospitably. “Suit your- selves, my dears!” Betsy got up, too, with the nlacmy‘ of profound relief. She told Jennie that she felt a little ill and asked her to forgive her for leaving so quickly | after dinner. Jennie said she was sorry, and meant it, and kissed Betsy | affectionately on her cheek. A col- ored maid hurried for her wisp of a velvet wrap. John kept repeating breathlessly, “Do you feel better, | Betsy? You do look better, you | know!” Libby, with a sweetly calcu- lated lift of her brows, drawled, “You've been working too hard at the office, darling! I'm so, so sorry!” A patronizing inflection behind the | working. Raoul managed to get in above the other voices, “Save tomor- row evening for me, Betsy, will you? Legation reception. I'll give you a buzz first thing in the morning before | I leave for the Fairfax Hunt” And Marshall, in the very midst of all| these voices, was unable to say any- thing more than just her name. He | couldn't without making a scene—and | scenes weren't made in drawing rooms whisper- amtys ) L all-8i7® rated: with 2 STAR, WASHINGTON, “John! Take me home, will you?—right after Jennie gets up .. .1 feel faint . . .” like Jennie's—try to take her home when John was there putting her | jacket around her shoulders, leaving | with her. As the door closed Betsy ran, tripping on the steps, panting, frantic to be out of that house, away from | Libby's mocking, amused eyes—eyes | like green moss under ice. Away from | Marshall—oh, God—far away from | Marshall. Away from this nightmare | of a dinuner party and out into the | cold wind of Autumn. Libby had said, | “You've been working too hard, dar- | ling. I'm so, so sorry!” But Libby had known that e hadn't been D. working too hard. Libby had known exactly why she was leaving. John tucked Betsy next to him in | the car, buttoned the collar of her vel- | vet jacket close to her throat and curved one arm lightly around her shoulder. | “There,” he said. “Now behave yourself!™ Betsy clung to him a little desper- ately. Her head glowed smooth and gold and lucent as it sank wearily into the dark arch of his arm. But when she saw that he was heading the roadster out Massachusetts ave- C.. TUESDAY, AUGUST 6, 1935. nue toward Naval Observatory, the shortest cut to Georgetown, she jerked upright, almost terror in her blue eyes. “Oh, don't take me home, John. Please “Don't be an idiot, Betty Seymour!” reprimanded & severe inner voice. “Go home! Telephone Marshall and laugh it off. After all, he didn't do anything but hold Libby's hand. What's so awful about that? You're acting as if he had had a petting party with her.” Just the same, Marshall had spoiled the bright thing that had been be- tween them; he had rubbed away the gold, leaving only dark metal show- ing through. He could never zgain tell her that he loved her without her remembering the cold, sinking thud of her heart when he had dropped Libby's hand. And she knew, like millions of other girls who have been | crushed and bruised by a man, that her wretchedness was starkly new; that no one else had ever experienced such anguish, “Now look here, youngster!” John said as he waited for the traffic light at the corner. “First, you want me to take you home. TkLen you decide you don't want to go home at alll You wouldn’t fool a guy, would you?” He paused for a moment and softly added, “You're a lovely liar, Betsy. You weren't faint. What happened to make you want to leave?” Tears started up in Betsy's eyes. “Nothing happened,” she said weakly. “I just—just wanted to leave. I needed the air. Didn’t you ever feel like—like that?” John didn't answer for a moment. He looked out of the car window. A Cuticura | Helps to Clear Your Skin If you are troubled with tender, sensitive, easily-irritated skin you oweit 1o yourself to make Caticura Seap your daily toilet soap. 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