^u.u..|^cratcn_^ down and n,ail to I niaWn; wTc: ™
o Tr TVI r\ -r» I
at me. Me! I almost passed out on the
spot. But my self control, which al-
ways returns to me at the crucial mo
ment, presented me with enough pres
ence of mind to walk down toward the
stage and take the paper he was hold
ing toward me. On it was what I knew
was Johanns signature. A. W Bor
nunsky, and a note: “Will you meet
me after the concert? “My heart left
me It always does when I get excited.
1 looked wildly around for Mar^e
and J^je. They were heading for the
•loor. What should I do? My two con
sciences, Roscoe and Angeline, (you
can guess which is which) argued pro
and con for a while. Finally I left them
there ready to come to blows and
walked toward the door. This is no
pick-up, I was informing myself. Not
an onhiiary one. This is a rendouvom
with a xMusician. A handsome one 1
caught up with Marge and explained
to her and Jodie that I was goin- to
nieet someone and that it was a very
important engagement. '
1 lien 1 walked into the fast empty
ing ohhy and sat down on a iiiaHde
hench in the corner to wait. Finally
the musicians started filing
aughing talking, smoking groups J
was a little amazed, I conW ^l.ey
idnt look at all like they did from
the stage. They needed haircuts thoi
street clothes were loud and hago^y*^
and their complexions looked positive’
ly unhealthy. In short, there was 1 lie'
appealing about them. Away fj
tlieir instrument they looked^ like
group of squalid, plund'y hn^s!
Arturo-will he different.'^ SureIy"“I"
My heart left me again. The secomi
time in one nio’ln f i
ftraigitt over, lie liowed low" y **‘"K
'-cl. J i“■
But heT 5=^'^™>ngly. I hoped.
Kot he happened to look away just
at that moment. He was smilin^ at a
^roup of ladies passing near by u."
My glamour grin faded. His white
gums supported a set of false teeth'
lently when he turned hack to me It
had tw f”' ^«^tJ’ery, and that he
d I've large moles on his chin.
^ He cer-
care„i„v |,i, >;;« ■••Sc
Ids eyes in ^ another good look at
ever£iii.dv "M’self of their
I beauty. Maybe
•liihi’t like. In them 1
I^ut I was tete-a-tete-in- with
S wliTr •
vibrant thr ^ thought, his
for?|?e fir ;*"". ".ake uj,
‘"e false teeth and the moles.
der ^wllinTe^’J l»egmning to woii-
escenmd t 1 He
.said. ’ *** -’targe would have
derfully'” violin won-
silence V»f ^
tell how weinm eouldn’t exactly
five other vinr ^ twenty-
l*"t I was sure"/* ‘tin. out,
was sure I spoke truthfully.
"'ritli'.’ Hiryoicruiw^? I'li-^yoy, and
I Jay a pretty good fiddle, if I do
l ands .11 Ills. I was startled. Now I
lave dated e^^ry class of the wolf,
from Cull to Eagle, but I hadn’t ex-
pec ed this from my musician. Yet.