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. think you’re as hard as nails.
Otx (Continued)
'You know what men are. They
like to call a spade a spade and be
damned to it. Our sort didn't have
I chance. They couldn't compete.
lo. we made up our minds to com-
' 'pete in the only way possible. We
leave at our corsets at dances so
7* they can get a new thrill out of us.
then sit in an automobile and drink
and have little petting parties of
~ tyo. And we slip out and have an
occasional lark like tonight. We're
not to be worried about. either.“
“Why cryptic after your really
admirable frankness? But there‘s
always a point beyond which wom-
en never will go’ when confessing
their souls. . . . isuppose you
Do
you really imagine that you will
ever be able to fall in love and
marry and want children?"
“Don‘t men?"
“Ancient standards are not an-
nihilated in one generation."
“There's got to be a beginning to
everything. hasn't there? One
would think the world stood still.
to hear you talk. But anything
now always makes the fogies sick."
"Nothing makes me as sick as
your bad manners—you and all
your tribe. Men. at least. don't
lose their breeding if they choose
to sow wild oats. But women go
the whole bug or none."
"Other times. other manners.
We make our own, and you have to
put up with them whether you like
it or not. See?"
"i see that you are even stiller
than i thought. You need nothing
so much as a sound spanking.”
, “He went forward and raised her
hand to his lips."
"Your own manners are none too
good. You've handed me one in-
sult after another."
“l've merely talked to you as
your father would if he were not
blind. Besides. it would probably
make you sick to be ‘respected.’
Come along. We‘ll go round to a
garage and get a taxi. Why on
earth didn't you ring for a taxi
from Farren's?" .
“i tried to. but it‘s an apartment
house and there was no one down-
stairs to make the connection. Too
late. So i footed it." She yawned
prodigiously. "l'm ready at last for
my little bunk. Hope you've en-
Joyed this more than I have. You'd
be a scream at a petting party."
(Havering paid his small account
and they issued into the storm
once more. it was impossible to
talk. in the taxi she went to sleep.
Thank Heaven! lie had had
enough of her. Odious brat. More
than once he had had a sudden
vision of Mary Zattlnny during that
astonishing conversation at the
counter. The "past" she had sug-
gested to his tormented mind was
almost literary by contrast. She.
herself, a queen granting favors.
beside this little fashionable near-
strumpet. They didn't breathe the
same air. nor walk on the same
‘ plane. Who. even if this little fool
1were merely ‘demi-vierge. would
hesitate between them? One played
the game in the grand manner. the
other like a glorified gutter-snipe.
But he was thankful for the diver-
sion. and when he reached his own
bed he fell asleep immediately and
did not turn over for seven hours.
XXI
’ He had informed Madame Zatti-
Iny's butler over the telephone that
he would call that evening at ha!-
past nine. but he returned to his
rooms after a day at the office with
lagging steps. lie dreaded another
evening in that library by the fire.
It was beyond'his imagination to
foresee how she would treat him.
what role she would choose to play.
-and although he was grimly deter-
mined to play whatever role she
assigned to him (for the presentl).
he hated the prospect. He was in
no mood for a "game." This woo-
ing was like nothing his imagina-
tion had ever pseugnred. To be
, put on trial . . . to sit with
the woman in the great solitude of
the house and the verytsir vibrat-
ing between them . . . or fros-
_ an . . . self-conscious _as a
schoolboy up for inspection . . .
afraid of making a false move. . . .
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Lloyd with Corinne Griffith as Countess Zattiany.
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What in God's name would they
talk about? Politics? Books? Art?
Banalitiesi . . . . he'd half a
mind to go to Florida after all . . .
or join Jim Oglethorpe in South
Carolina: he had a. standing invita-
tion . . . he'd return by the
next train—he'd felt as if existing
in a vacuum all day. . . .
When he reached his rooms he
found his problem solved for the.
moment—possibly. A telephone
slip informed him that Madame
Zattiany would be at home. and a
note from Mrs. Oglethorpe enclosed
tickets for her box at the opera
that night.
if she would only go!
He called the house. The butler
answered and retired to summon
Madame Zattiany. Her voice came
clear and cool over the telephone.
He invited her to go to Sherry's for
dinner and to hear Farrar in "But-
terfly" afterward. “i must tell you
that we shall sit in a box," he add-
ed. ".\irs. Oglethorpe's."'
"Ob!" There was a pause that
seemed eternal. Then she laughed
suddenly. a laugh of intense amuse-
ment that ended on a~note of reel:-
iessncss. "Well! Why not? Yes,
i will go. Very many thanks."
"Good. it means an early dinner.
l'll callyvfor you at a quarter to
seven." J
"l'm nromptness itself. Au 'voir."
So that was that! One night's
respite. He'd leave her at her door.
He wondered if his voice had been
as impersonal as her own: he had
almost barked into the telephone
and had probably overdone it. But.
was any man ever in such a ghast-
ly position before? Well. he'd lose
the game before he'd make a fqol
of himself again. . . Ass
. . he'd had the game in his
own hands last night . . . could
have switched off any moment.
lte'd let go and delivered himself.
into hers.
lie took a cold shower, and made
a meticulous toilet. ‘
“’hen he arrived at the house he
was shown into the drawing-room.
He had never seen it before and he
glanced about him with some curi-
osity. it was a period room: Louis
Quinze. The furniture looked as if
made of solid gold and Madame Du
Barry herself might have sat on
the dainty brocades. The general
effect was airy and graceful. gay.
frivolous. and subtly vicious. (An
emanation to which the chaste Vic-
torian had been impervious.) lie
understood why Madame Zattiany
did not use it. She might be subtly
anything. but assuredly she was
neither airy nor frivolous.
Then he realized that there was
a painting of a. girl over the mantel
and that the girl was Mary Ogden.
lie stepped forward eagerly. almost
holding his breath. The portrait
ended at the tiny waist. and the
stiff satin of the cuirass-like bodice
was softened with tulle which
seemed to float about the sloping
shoulders. The soft ashen hair.
growing in a deep point on the
broad. full brow. was brushed soft-
ly back and coiled low on the long.
white neck. The mouth was soft
and pouting. with a humorous quirk
at the corners. and the large. dark
gray eyes were full of a mocking
light that seemed d9ected straight
into the depths of his puzzled brain
as he stood gazing at that present-
ment of a once potent and long
vanished beauty. . . . Extraoro
dinarily like and yet so extraordi-t
narily unlike! But the resem-
blance may have well been exact
when Mary Zattiany was twenty.
How bad Mary Ogden looked at
thirty? That very lift of the strong
chin. that long arch of nostril . . .
something began to beat in the
back of his brain. . '. .
"What a beauty poor Mary must
have been. no?"
He turned and forgot the par-
trait. Made 9 Zattiany wore a
gown of the subtle but. unmistak-
able green thst no light can turn
blue; thin shimmering velvet to
the knees. melting into satin em-
broidered with silver and veiled
with tulle. On her head was a
small diamond tiara and her breast
was a blaze of emeralds and dia-
monds. She carried a large fan
of green feathers. ' .
He had believed he had mess:
ured the extent of her beauty. but
the crown gave her a new radiance
—end she looked as attainable as
a queen on her throne.
He went forward and raised her
hand to his line. "i insist." he said
gallantly. "Anything else would
be out of the picture. 1 need'not
tell you how wonderful you look—
nor that after tonight you Jill
hardly remain obscure!"
“Why do things halfway? it has
never been my method. And Mary
told me once that Nilegreen had
been her favorite color until she
lost her complexion. So—as I am
to exhibit myself in a' box—enfln!
. . . Besides, I wanted to go."
She smiled charmingly. "It was
most kind of you to think of me."
"Would that all ‘kind'. acts were
as graciously rewarded. i shall be
insnflerably conceited for the rest
of my life—only it is doubtful. if I
shall be seen at all. Shall we got".
To Be Continued .
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will be seen in "The Hurricane." at
the Frolic Theatre; "The Ilse of
Rosie O'Reilly" will come to the Lib-
erty Theatre. and the Shubcrimwill
open the new Imperial Theatre with
"Mary Jane Mchne.” .
\V‘cdnesday. December 26. the
Equity Players will present "Neigh-
bors," Nance O‘Neill will appear in
"Madge," at the‘Lenox Hill Theatre:
while on Friday “Joan" comes to the
Garrirk Theatre. and on Saturday.
"Roseanne," will come to the Greer. ~
wich Village Theatre.
This will establish a. record for the
season on "Broadway.
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Filmdom.~.too, shows a remarkable
_ . ‘ The new screen stories on
view thitweek include the {eliciting
vin “lfnsccing Eyes." 0. Cosmopolitan
production from the story by Arthur
Stringer, adapted by Bayard Yell-
ier. This is a post-premiere presen-
4ation. since-the film enjoyed a. more
or less successful run at the Cosmo-
politan Theatre on Colum 3 Circle
before it was moved Wntcwn.
Lionel Barrymore with, of course,
Scena Owen. .
At the Itivoli, “The Call of the
Canyon." a paramount production
from the book or Zane Grey. Arizona.
,rain‘ storms. Lois Wilson, Richard
12v, and for a villian. Noah Beery.
at 959, Rivoli. "The Man from
Brodncy’s,” a Vit.agraph ' picture
from the nave: ~..‘ George Barr ~Men
Cutcheon. J. Warren Kerrigan;
At; Strap.
At' *the‘» capitol. Lionel emanate.
Alice Calhoun and Wanda‘Hawiey. in
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py endings. ,
Unlike their legitimate relation.
the drama. the films continue v to
make their premieres and bows dur—
ing the proverbiaLdead Christmas
week. As for the super films..‘f'i.‘he
Hunchback of Notre Dame” cole-
braicd its 200th performance Monday
at the Astor Theatrte. This film has
proved so successftii in New Yttrk
playing at rates usually charged for
the legitimate drama. that it has
been sent on the road by the Uni-
versal Film Exchanye. Ten of these
companies are playing at regular
theatre prices throughout the couno
try." .
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and winning considerable
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who are critical in their pla ygoinl as
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have brought out the play in book
form concurrently with almana-
way production. The book made
appearance on the ‘st -
United States this weealifs 11:31f N10211:
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triguing productions of the season~
The printed page add: much h the.
enjoyment of the play. since Y! may
be read with more attention and dc-
liberation than is possible to follow
the story through the medium of the
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uis i already completed—“Queen Vic-ter-
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to Europe to purchase a special (.02-
lection of rare violins. inciu-linr a
Stradevarius valued at more (gran
850.000. It was the noted Betta
Strad.. one of the {our priceless in—
struments of this make that are
known to be in existence. ’ The vio-
lin was later sold to a Hartford mu-
sician while the price was not stated
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