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(Continued»
Sh*? was
gone.
^iss
Ethplinila
Quinn et a t, In the outer office. m>-
pralsed the costume of Miss Dallas
O’Mara from her made-to-order foot
gear to her ntade-ln-France millinery
»nd achieved a lightning mental re-
construction of their own costume«.
Dirk DeJong In the Inner office real-
ordere« a flftecn-hun-
nuecn-uun-
lied that he had ordered
“ dred-dollar
, , ,,
. ...
,„h, unseen, ami
drawing,
sight
u
„ , _
... „ b nnn>ri.,nii
that Paula was going to ask question.
ing of the smartly gowned model. “Oh.
that's It, Is it?' Fifteen hundred dol
ors!
"I hope you didn't think It was going
to be a picture of a woman buying
bofids." She went on working She
hasl on a faded all-enveloping smock,
over which Flinch Ink, rubber cement,
pencil marks, crayon dust and wash
were
so
Impartially
-
-
- - distributed that
I I the whole blended and mixed in a rich
mellow haze like the Chicago nt.
;aMphere
The
of g w,lte
‘ “••Make a note. Mies Rawlings, to
call Miss O 'M ara'. studio oa Thun, ,
day
In the next few days he learned that
a surprising lot of people knew a sur
prisingly good deal about thia Dallas
O’Mara.
She hailed from Texas,
hence the name.
She was twenty- •
eight — twenty-five — thirty-two —
thirty-six.
She was beautiful. She
was ugly.
She wus an orphan.
She had worked her way through art
school.
She had no sense of the
value of money. Two years ago she
had achieved sfidden success with her
drawings. Her umbltlon was to work
In o il* She tolled like a galley-slave;
played like a child; had twenty beaux
and no lover; her friends, men and
women, were legion and wandered In
and out of her studio as though It
were a public thoroughfare. She sup
ported an assortment of unlucky broth
ers and spineless slaters In Texas and
points West.
Dirk had made the appointment
with her for Thursday at three. Paula
said she'd go with him, and went. She
dressed for Dallas O’Mara and the re
sult was undeniably enchanting. Dal
las sometimes did a crayon portrait,
or even attempted one In oils. It was
considered something of ah achieve
ment to he asked to pose for her.
Paula’s hat
chosen
In defer
rauiBB
i»»«. had
- - ■- been
---------
—------
euce to hat, hair and profile, and ncr
pearls with
w ith a an
n e eye
v e to all four. The
whole defied competition on the part
of Miss Dallas O’Mara
Miss Dallas O'Maan. In her studio,
was perched on a high stool before an
easel with a Urge tray of
crayons at her side. She looked a s.ght
and didn't cure at all. She greeted
Dirk and PanU with a cheerful
friendliness and went right on work
ing. A model, very smartly gowned,
was sitting for her
“Hollo r said Dallas O'Mara. “This
blourt
to Lika I t r
Do yon think you're going W
like It?"
“Ob." said Dirk. “Is that It?“ It
was merely the beglnnltg of a draw-
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head waiter knew him. "Good ere
ning, Mr. DeJong." Dlrlt was secretly
grutlfled. Thea, with a shock, In
realized that the head waiter was
grinning at Dallas and Dullaa was]
grinning at the bead waiter. “Hello.
Andre,” aaid Dallas.
"Good evening. Miss O'Mara.“ The
text of his greeting was correct and
befitting the head waiter at the Black-
stone. But his voice was lyric and hit
eyes glowed. His manner of seating
her at a table was an enthronement
At the look In Dirk's eyes, "I met I
him In the army," Dallas explained,
“when I was In France. He's a grand
lad."
“Were you In— what did you do in
France?”
“Oh. odd Job».”
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‘And then wbat?"
ne was bored with these women who
"Then they seem to feel better aod
talked about tbelr weight, figure, line«
we become great friends.”
He thought it In bad taste. I'aula
• "But don’t you ever fall In lore with
was always rigidly refraining flffira
them?" Pretty d—d anre of herself.
this or Hint. It made him uncomfort
"Don’t yon ever fall In love with
able to sit at the table faclug her; eat
ing hts thorough meal while she nib them?’
“I almost always do," »aid Dalian.
bled fragile curia of Melba toast, a
He Blunged. “I could give yon •
lettuce leaf, und half a angaries* lot of things you haven’t got, purple
grapefruit It lessened his enjoyment
pf his own oysters, steak, coffee He or no purple."
“ I’m going to France In April.
thought that the always eved Ida food
,
a little avidly, for all %er expressed Part»."
"W hat d’yon m ean! Parle. What
Indifference to It. She was looking
for?”
a little haggard, too
"Study.
I want to do portraits.
“The theater's next door," be laid.
"Just a step. We don't have to leave Olla."
He wna terrified. ''Can t Jon do them
here until after eight."
here?'
,
•That's nice.” She had l.er rignrette
“Ob. no Not wbat I need. I have
with her coffee In a mellow, sensuou» | been studying here I've been taking
atmospheri? of enjoyment
He was life-work three nights a week at the
talking about himself a good deul. He
Art institute. Just to keep toy hand
felt relaxed, at ease, happy
.
"Yon know I ’m an architect—at In."
•So that's where you are, evening«?''
least. I was one. Perhaps that's why
He was straDgely relieved "Let me go
I like to hang around your shop so. 1
with you some time, will you?' Any
get sort of homesick for the pencils
and the drawing board—the whole thing Anything
She took him with her one evening,
thing."
steering him succeesfully p a « the stern
Why did yon give It up, then?”
Irishman who.guarded the entrance to
"Nothing In I t "
the basement classroom»; to her
'How do you mean—nothing In It?
No money
After the war aobo-lv locker, got Ihto her smock, grubbed
was building. Oh, I »appose If Td her brushes, went directly to ber pl*«fi-
fell to work at once - D irk blinked In
hung on—“
the strong IlghL He glanced at the
“And then you became a banker,
dale toward which they were all gas-
tt-ml Well, there ought to be money I ing from time to time as they worked.
enough In a bank ”
On It lay a nude woman.
He was a Uttle nettled. “I wnan't s
Albany, Oregon
To himself Dirk said, in a sort «
banker—at first I was a bond sales
panic: “ Why, say. »he hasn't got nay
man."
,
clothes on'. My gosh’, this Is • • • '♦ •
Her brows met In a Uttle frown
She hasn't got anything o n H e tried,
“Ilotv cin vott w o rt with All thl»
I'd rather.“ Dallas said, slowly "plan meanwhile, to look easy, careless,
crowd around?”
me back door of a building that a critical. Strangely enough, ha suceeed-
going to help make this town beauti ed. after the first shock, not onlj_ln
“Ci d i" said Daifet Ml that deep. rest-
ful and significant than sell ail the looking at ease, bat feeling so The
G row u f, bridge work and filling«. It w
ful. leisurely voice of hers, "there ar<
always between twenty and thirty"
pay you to get tn> prices oa year dental work bonds that ever floated a—whatever It class was doing the whole figure la
is that bonds are supposed to float”
she slapped a qnick scarlet line oa the
' oils
C « ic k back b u ild in g , A lb a n y
board, rubbed It out at once— “thou
He defended himself. “ I felt that
The model w et a moron with a skin
sand people In and out of here every
way. too. But you see. my mother had
like velvet and rose petals
She fell
given me my education, really. She Inta pores that flowed like cream Her
hour, Juat about. I like It "
“Gosh !" be thought, “she's—I don't pearl-bung grend-epera singer who
worked
for
IL
I
couldn't
go
dubbing
but the pink ribbon strap of ac
hair wet waved In wooden undnla-
was condescending to the Chicago
along, earning Joat enough to keep me tlons and her note was pure vulgar
know—she's— ”
garment khoWed untidily at one ».ue-
opera for a fortnight. They paid no
“Shall we go?' said Paula.
ber a.tk brasklere. probably,
ha ala 1 wanted to give her things I want
ity aod her earrings were drug «ore
He had forgotten all about her attention to Dirk. Yet there was noth
would have— but then, a thing like that
»i. in triple «rands but her back
ing rude about tbelr Indifference They
'Did the want those things? Did was probably finer than Helen's and
“Tes. Yes, I'm reedy If you are.”
was Unposslble la Paula's perfection
»he
want
you
to
give
up
archlteeture
Outside. “Do you think you're going simply were more Interested In whst
of toilette. He lo*ed the way the
breasts twin «nowdrlfts peaked
Idth “reral. Ia twenty minutes Dirk
to like thé picture?" Paula asked. they were doing. He left telling him gown cot sharply away at the shoul end go Into bond»''“
self that he wouldn't go there again.
“Well— she— I doo't know that she fuund himself Impersonally interested
They stepped Into her car.
der to show her fine white arms. It
Hanging, around a studio. But next
was dull gold, the color of her hair. exactly— ” He was too decent—still
“Sure."
He
day he was back.
“Attractive, isn't she?"
Thl» was me Dallas
There »eve a too much the son of Selina DeJong— i in tone, shadows, colors, line
listened to the low-voiced ¡astructor
“Look
here.
Miss
O'Mara."
he
had
to
be
able
to
lie
about
lhaL
douen—
a
hundred.
Yet
she
was
al
“Think so?'
“You said you were going to let me and squinted carefuMy to »»certain
So he w as going to be oa his guard, got her alone for a second. “Look ways the same.
You never knew
whether that shadow on the model»
was het Paula threw In the clutefc here, w ill you come out to dinner with
whether you were going to meet the meet her.”
"Would you let me bring her in? Or vtomacb really should be painted blue
viciously, Jerked the lever Into second me some time? And the theater?”
gamin of the rumpled smock and the
speed. “Her neck was dirty.”
"Love to."
I smudged face or the beauty of the UP perhaps you'd even—would you drive or brown.
"W heal” He was actually trem
tie fur Jacket Soaettmea LHrk thought out to the farm with me some daf
"Crayon dust" «aid Dirk.
(Continued on page 6)
“Not necessarily," replied Paula.
the looked like the splendid goddeeswe She'd tike that so much."
bling.
D irk turned sideways to look at her
"Tonight-“ He had an Important you saw In paintings— the kind with
“ So would L?
t
He leaned toward, her, sudden'y P A S H PAID f«r idle«
Jt was as though be saw her for the ei.g-ag-cocnt. He cast It out of his Hfe. j high, pointed breasts and gracious
<»•••
first time. She looked brittle, hard
— tal gold. pi»tianm »ad discarded
“Tonight!
That's grand
Where gentle pose— holding out a horn of "Llaten. Dallas
What do you think
jewelry. Hoke Swelling »ad Befistng
plenty There was about her something
artificial—small, somehow.
Not In do you want to dine? The Casino?
of me. anyway?" n e wanted to know
physique but In personality.
The smartest club in Chicago; a little genuine and earthy and elemental He couldn't stand not knowing any co., Onego. Mtcb.
The picture was finished and deliv p.nk stucco Italian lent of a place >n He noticed that her nails were short
_
ered within ten days
In that time the Lake 8h< re drive He was rather and not well cared for—not glittering longer
Amor A. Tuaiing
" I think you're e nice young man “
Dirk went twice to the studio In On proud of being la a posirjoc to take and pointed and cruelly sharp and
That was terrible.
“But 1 don t
tario street
Dallas did not seern to her there as hie guest
horridly vermlTlon, like Paula's That
LAWYER AND NOTARY
w a it you to think I'm a nice young
mind. Neither did she appear particu
“Oh. no. 1 hate these arty UtO< pleased him. too, somehow.
man. I want you to like me—» lot
lari y Interested.
She was working places. I like dining Io a hotel full
“ Some oysters?’ he suggested. "They
_______ H alsky . O h coo »______
TeD me. what haven't I got tb ,t
hard both times. Once she looked as of all sorts of people. DltUig 1n s are perfectly refe here Or fruit cock-
think I ought to have? Why do you
he had seen her on his first visit. The club means you're rorrounHed by peo tall? Then breast of guinea hen un
D ELB ERT STARR
put me off ao many times? I never
second time she bad on a fresh crisp ple whote pretty much alike Tbelr der glass and an artichoke—“
feet that Tm realty aesr you. Wbat
Funeral Director and Li
smock of fsded yellow that was glori membership in the club means the? re
She looked a little worried. " If you
ous with her hair; and high-beele-i there because they are all In tere.ted in —euppoee you lake th a t Me. I'd like 1» It I lack?” He was abject.
censed Embalmer
“Wgll. If you're asking for IL I do
beige kid slipper», very smart. She golf, or because they're university grad ‘ a steak and some potato« a a gratia
demand of the people I see often that E tc .e n t Service
Motor Hearse.
[ was like a Uttle girt who hat Just been u a l« . or belong to the sa.r.» polid'aJ and a salad with Busaian—“
they posaeaa at least a splash of splen
Lady Attendant
| freshly scrubbed and pressed la a party or write, or p aint or have in
"That’s line i" He eras dellgh'ed.
dor In their makeup
Some people
1 clean pinafore, Dirk thought.
comes of over fifty theusaad a y « r . He doubled that order and they con are nine-tenths epieudor sod one tenth Brown»elite. . . . . . . .
He thought a good deal about Dal- er aometblng
I like 'em » tie d up. sumed It with devastating thorough
t»»drlae»s. like Gene Merer. Ar.d some
las O'Mara. He found himself talking ■hlggi-dj plgg sdr
A dining re«m fto» nesa She ate rolls. She ate butter She
sre nine-tenths tawdrineas and one-
I shout her la what he assumed to be a of gamb ers aod Insurance agent«. *-Sd made no remarks »beat the food ex
teo tt splendor. like Sam Huebch. But
. . L W R IG H T
I careless, offhand manner. He liked actors merchants. thieves, boo tie s /-re
cept to say. once, that It was good and
peopi. are all Jo« a nl/e e^-n
that
»he
h»d
forgotten
to
eat
teach
b—
Mortician
& Funeral Director
to talk about her He told his mother lawyers kept I »dies, wives, flaps trav-
pink without a single patch of royal
of her. He cooid let himself go with edicg men. millionaires—v-'«i->t ag reuse she had been so busy <«rklag
Halsey and H»rrt»burg
Selina, and be must have taken ad T hai'* what I call dining out. Cnteas All thia Dirk found meet restful and purple"
C a ll D T a v l « ml Halsey or
“And that's me. Km?"
vantage of this for she looked at him -xie Is d-c.ng at a friend's hoaae of refreshing
tfl L. » B I6 W T . Ila rru b u rg
He was horribly -flaappotn’ ed. hurt.
Intently and said : "I'd like to meet her
I'stialiy. when you dined ia a res
course."
A rarely long speech for
wretched But a little angry, loo. Hl»
taardag with a woman she »»Id, *Yrt,
Tre never met a girl like that.
her
_
pride. Why, be was Id rir Dejong, th»
“I'll art. her If shell let me brtag
“Perhspn." eagerly, "you'd dine at I d love le eat aome of tbosa crisp most tw ■ esafhl ef Chhag-'s i « r c ’
you up to the studio » o e time when my little »p artm ef aom« time
oa: UUIe rolls'”
men; the meet promising tl-e m -e’
Ton satd. “Why nert?”
1 you're In town."
tour w six of ua. or even— "
popular. After alL what did « -*
'
Invariably
the
answer
to
'his
wgx
He did not know tb it Dallas p ayed
T irh a p a .“
hut pahtt »oasmervial plctarea for fif-
"
I
daren't!
Woodnsun'
A
half
poor.d
until he came apes Iter late one after
“Would you like the Drake to-
I w
at least I h s w rit, estrti a roU.w ^a teen. kindred doliara apiece?
sitting at the piano la the twP
* “WhAfli.ap»eos to tbe ’h»ea whe fall
___ butter la a year."
gnt With Bert Coiso*. the hUCt-fare Bight?“
T
" It locks too much like a Il-m aa
ia love with you? Whst do they d . r
Again you said. “Why aot?"
j . median.
Colson »»ng those terrible
bath The pillar» »care me. Let's <«
Dallas etJrrue her coffee thong?’
“Afra-d n i get fa ’ "
s-mgs about April showers bringing
I
J. W STEPHENSON.
fully
T h e y uauaUy tell » » •
Automatically, "You'
Noraa^e
violets and about mai. M a-ta -tab a- to the Blsckstone.”
They wen: to the B lsckrcce
ba ba ha-mi but they didn't scetS ter
Hajber Shop ;
Lxaadrv sent Taewiays
especially
On her f* ‘
soft kid bedroom slippers, seuffed,
with pompons on them. Her dull gold
hair was carelessly rolled Into that
great loose knot at the back. Across
one cheek was a swipe of black.
“Well,” thought Dirk, “she looks a
sight."
Dallas O'Mara waved a friendly
hand toward gome chairs on which
were plied hats, odd garments, bris-
tol board and (on the broad arm oi
one) a piece of yellow cake. “Sit
down." She called to the girl who
had opened the door to them : “Ollda,
will you dump some of those things.
This is Mrs. Storm. Mr. DeJong—Gil-
da Hnann." Her secretary, Dirk later
learned.
»
The place was disorderly, comfort
able. shabby. A battered grand piano
stood iu one corner. A great sky
light formed half the ceiling and
sloped down at the north end of the
room. A man and a girl sat talking
earnestly on the couch In another cor
ner. A swarthy foreign-looking chap,
vuguely familiar to Dirk, was playing
softly at the piano. The telephone
rang. .Miss Henan took the message,
transmitted It to Dallas O 'M ara,.re
ceived the answer, repeated It.
Perched
sllp-
rerv
u cu atop the stool, . one —
•
pered foot screwed In a rung. Dallas
worked coneentratedly, calmly, earn
egtly There was something splendid,
[ joraetWr? impressive, something mag
nlflcent about her absorption, her In
difference to appearance, her unawnre-
ness of outsiders, her concentration
on the work before her. Her nose war
shiny. Dirk hadn't seen a girl with *
shiny nose In years.
"H e llo !“ Said Dsllss O'M ara. “This
1« It. De You Think You’ro Going
HALL'S w
not
rible r lien he sang them. There was
about th|s lean, hollow-chested, som
ber-eyed comedian a polgnunt pathos,
a gorgeous sense of rhythm—a some
thing unnameable that honnd yon to
him, made you love him. In the the-
ater he came out to the edge of the
runway and took the audience In hl.
arm*. He talked like a bootblack and
san^ like an angel. Dallas at the
piano, he leaning over It. were doing
"blues." The two were rapt, ecstatic.
I got the blues— I said the hlues—I
got the th l. or that—the somethlngor-
•ther—blue— hoo-boos. They scarcely
noticed Dirk.
Dalles had nodded
when he came in, and bud gone on
playing. Colson sang fhe cheaply sen
timental ballad a . though It were the
folksong of a tragic race. Hts arms
were extended, his face rapt. As D al
las played the tears stood In her p.yes.
When they had finished, “Isn't It a
terrible song?” she said. “I ’m crasy
about It. Bert's going to try It out
tonight"
“Who—uh— wrote it?" asked D irk
politely.
Dallas began to play again. " H ’m?
Oh, I did.” They were off onte more.
It was practically impossible to get
a minute with her alone. That Irri
tated him. People were always drift
ing In and out of the studio—-queer,
Important, startling people; Mttle. de
jected, shabby people. An impecunlou.
girl art student, red-haired and wist
ful, thag Dallas was taking in until the
girl got some money from home; a
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