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angs nodded, vaguely. His brown
eyes were alternately on the bride
and on his chum and partner, her
brother. He was consclons of an odd
depression, of an emotion, new and
poignant, that made him understand
the tears of Barbara’s women friends.
Under the influence of this, he spoke
oracularly:
"Weddings are beastly depressing
things. What the public wants to see
is something cheerful!”
Epstein nodded in his turn. His
thoughts, too, were busy. Like many
of those around him, he was mentally
reducing the spectacle he was watch
ing to terms that he could under
stand. A wedding conducted on this
scale, he estimated, probably repre
sented a total cost of abont ten thou
sand dollars. But what was that to a
bride of thirty or forty millions? It
was strange her family had left them
all to her and none to the boy, even
If the boy had been a little wild. But
the boy was all right now. He'd make
his own fortune If life and woman
and the devil would let him alone. He
Itad made a good start already. A few
more soccesses like "The Man Above”
would make Epstein forget several
failures he had already and unwisely
produced this season. If he could get
Bangs and Devon to start work at
once, on another good play—
A little later, in the automobile
that whirled him and Epstein out to
the wedding-reception at Devon boose,
fibdney Bangs briefly developed the
wedding theme.
"I suppose the reason why women
cry at weddfhgs and men feel glum is
that they know what the bride’s In
for,” he remarked gloomily.
Epstein grunted. “You an’ me is
bachelors,” he reminded the momen
tarily cynical youth. “Ve should vor-
ryl”
“What I’m worrying about Is
Laurie,” Bangs admitted.
Epstein turned to him with awak
ened interest.
“Veil,” he demanded, “w^at about
Laurie? He’s all right, alnit he?”
“His sister has always kept a collar
and leash on Lanrte,” Bangs remind
ed him, “and Laurie'has needed them
both. Now she’s off for Japan on a
four-months’ honeymoon. The leash
and collar are off, too. It’s going to
be mighty Interesting and rather
anxious business for us to see what
a chap like Laurie does with his new
freedom. His nature hasn’t changed
In a year, you see, though bis cir
cumstances have,” he added, slowly.
“And all bis promises to Barbara are
off. His year of probation Is over.”
Epstein grunted again. He was
fond of saying that he loved Baags
and Laurie as If they were the sons
he had never had; but he was not
given to analysis of himself or others,
and he had little patience with It. His
reply showed a tolerance unusual In
him.
“Yell, ve keep an eye on him, don’t
ve?” he predicted.
Bangs frowned.
“We’ll have to do It mighty careful
ly," he muttered. “If Devon catches
ns at It, he won’t leave us an eye to
keep on anything!”
Epstein grunted again.
“Ve keep him busy,” he suggested,
eagerly. ‘‘Start him right avay on an
other play. Eh? That’s the idea 1”
Bangs shook bis bead.
“That’s It," he conceded. "But Lau
rie has decided that be won’t work
again, Just yet He says he’s tired and
wants a few months’ rest Besides, he
thinks America will declare war be
fore the winter’s over. He’s going to
volunteer as soon as It does, and he
doesn’t want any loose ends dragging
here, any half-finished plays, for ex
ample.”
Epstein looked worried. This was
serious newa Without allowing him
time to recover from It Bangs admin
istered a second Jolt
“And of coarse. In that case,” he
added simply, “I’d volunteer, too,”
tinder the double blow Epstein's
head and shoulders weht down. He
knew in that moment what even he
himself had sometimes doubted, that
bis boasted love for the boys was deep
and sincere.
“Oh, veil,” he said vaguely, “I guess
ve meet all that if it comes, eh? Ve
needn’t go to it today."
At Devon house they found the
congestion characteristic of wedding-
receptions. A certain line had been
drawn at the church. Seemingly no
line at all had been drawn in the mat
ter of guests at the reception. All
Barbara Devon’s proteges were there,
and they were many; all the young
folks in her clubs; all the old and new
friends of her crowded life. Each of
the great and beautiful rooms on the
main floor of Devon house held a hu
man frieze as a background for the
throng of new-comers that grew rather
than lessened as the hours passed.
As Bangs and Epstein entered the
main hall Laurie Devon saw them over
the beads of the crowd and hurried
to meet them, throwing an arm across
the shoulder of each. He was In a
mood both men loved and feared, a
mood of high and reckless exhllar'a-
WNU Sarvic*
tlon. He liked and approved of bla
new brother-in-law. The memory of
his own New Tork triumph was still
fresh enough to give him a thrill. He
was devoted to his partners, and
proud of bis association with them
and their work. But most of all, and
this he himself would loyally have de
nied, deep in his heart he was exult
ing fiercely over his doming freedom.
Laurie loved his sister, but he was
weary of the leading strings. Hence
forth he could live his own life. It
should be a life worth while, on that
he had decided, and’t should continue
free from the vices of gambling and
drinking, of which he was sure he had
cured himself In the past year. He
had come into a full realization of the
folly of these and of the glory of the
work one loves. He hadn’t the least
notion what he was going to do with
his indf^pendence, but a boundless de
light filled him in the prospect of it
Whatever life held he,was convinced
would be good. Looking down from
his slender height on the plump Ek>-
stein and the stocky Bangs, he smiled
into the sober face of each, and under
the Influence of that smile their mo
mentary solemnity fell from them like
dropped veils.
“Come and see Barbara,” Laurie
buoyantly suggested. “She wants to
say good-by to yon, and to tell you
how to tuck me Into my crib every,
night Rhe’s going to slip away pretty
soon, yon know. Bob and I have got
her off In an alcove to get a few min
utes’ rest"
He led them to this haven, of which
only fifty or sixty other guests seemed
aware, for the room was but comfort
ably filled. They found Barbara sit
ting In a high-backed Spanish chair,
Lagalnst which, In her bridal array and
“Laurie Can’t Get Into No Scrape We
Can’t Get Him Out Of," He Earnestly
Aeeurid Laurie’s Slater.
her extraordinary beanty, she made a
picture that unaccountably deepened
the new, depression in Rodney's soul.
Ob her train by the side of the chair,
the Infant Samuel slumbered in peace,
like an exhausted puppy.
Warren, hovering near his wife,
shook hands with the newcomers and
responded to their congratnlatlons.
Then, slipping his arm through Lau
rie’s, he drew him across the room
to where his sister, Mrs. Ordway, was
languidly talking to several of the
bride’s old friends. He knew that
Barbara wanted a final and serious
word with her brother’s partners. Lau
rie knew It, tooy and winked at the
pair like an impish child as he per
mitted himself to be led away.
Young Mrs. Warren, whose title was
still so new that she looked startled
when they addressed her by It, greeted
them warmly and Indicated the sleep
ing Samuel with an apologetic smile.
“His mother is lost somewhere in
the crovd,” she explained. "He has
had two glasses of milk, four fat
cakes and three plates of ice cream;
and he’s either asleep or unconscious,
I’m not sure which.” Her manner so
bered. “I’m so glad to have a moment
witii-yoa two,” she said gently. “You
know what I want to talk about.”
"We can guess it” Bangs smiled at
her with the odd wistfulness his smile
always took on when he spoke to Bar
bara. To Bangs, Barbara had become
a temple at whose portal he removed
bis earth-stained shoes. "You want
ns to look after Laurie,” he added qui
etly. "Well, you bet we’re going to
do IL”
She smiled again, this time the rare
smile that warmed her face like a
light from within.
“Then I shall go away happy,” she
told them. "And there’s nothing mere
to be said; for of course you both un
derstand that I don’t distrust Laurie.
How could I, after he has been so won-
derfu* all this year. It’s only—” she
hesitated—“I suppose it’s life I’m
afraid of,” she confessed. “I never
u.sed to be. But—well, I learned in
New York how helpless we are, some
times.”
Rodney’s nod was understanding.
“I know,” he robustly agreed. "But
It’s going to be absolutely all right
Be sure of that”
Epstein added his well-meaning bat
none too happily chosen bit
“Laurie can’t get Into no scrapa ve
can’t get him out ot” be earnestly as-
mred Laurie’s sMer.
Barbara laughed. A circle of new
comers wag forming around them.
‘‘We’ll let it go at that” she said,
and extended .a hand to* each man.
“Good-by. I won’t try to thank yoa
But—God bless yon both!”
Under the Influence of this final
benediction, Epstein waddled over to
the comer where Warren, very pale,
and Louise Ordway, very much bored,
stood surrounded by a group that In
cluded Sonya Orleneff. Firmly de
taching the bridegroom from this con
genial assemblage, Epstein led bim to
one side.
“Varren,” he said solemnly, “I got
to congratulate you all over again.
You got von voman in a million— No,
yon got von voman in eighty mil
lion 1”
Warren laughed, rather shakily.
Over the hehds of the crowd his ^yes
caught his wife’s and held them for
an Instant.
“Make It a miUlon million,” he sug
gested Joyously, and led Epstein to the
supper room.
Laurie was there with Bangs and a
group of friends, who, having patron
ized young Devon a year ago, were
endeavoring to wipe out the memory
of this Indiscretion by an excess of
friendly attention.
“No," Warren and Epstein heard
him say to Mrs. Lytton and Mrs. Ren
way, “there’s nothing I’d like better
than to come, thank you. But I’m go
ing back to New York tomorrow. Yon
see,” he added,/‘this business of mar
rying off a sister, and attending to all
the details and seeing that she con
ducts herself property as long as she’s
In my care. Is a bit of a strain. I’ve
got to get back to town and recu
perate."
“I suppose yon will rest your mind
by writing another play?” gushed Mrs.
Renway.
Laqrte shook his black head.
“Not a bit of it I” he asserted.
“Don’t even snggest snch a thing be
fore Epstein, there. It sounds abhor
rently like work.”
Mrs. Renway’s curiosity had a
brief and losing struggle with her good
breeding.
“Then what are you going to do?”
she demanded coquettishly.
The young man pondered, as It con
sidering the question for the first time.
“Well,” he said at last “between
you and me. I'm going in for adven
ture. I Intend to devote the next four
months to discovering how much ex
citement a worthy youth can crowd
into his life if be makes a business of
going after the gay bird of adventure,
and finding It, and putting salt on its
tall!” * - vf
The pusf^ed countenance of Mrg.
Renway cletu^ ,
"Oh, I see,” die ' said brightly,
“you’re Joking."
Laurie smiled and turned to greet
a late gnest who had come up behind
him. Ih the little group that bad over
heard him three pairs of eyes met In
startled glancea
“Humph!’’ said Warren. "Hear
thatr’
“Nice prospect for us!” mattered
Rodney Bangs.
Jacob Epstein looked harassed. A
little later he Joined the throng in the
main ball, and watched the showers
of rice fall harmlessly from the pol
ished sides of Barbara’s limousine as
the bride and groom were whirled
away from the brilliant entrance of
Devon bouse.
“She’s gone,” he said to Bangs as
the two men turned and re-entered
the still crowded yet suddenly empty
house. And he added solemnly, “Be
lieve me. Bangs, on that Job she’s left
us you an’ me ve got our hands foil!”
CHAPTER II
Rodney Loses a Battle
Rodney Bangs, author of “The Black
Pearl” and co-author of “The Man
Above,” was annoyed. When Mr.
Bangs was annoyed be usually be
trayed the fact, for his was an open
nature.
Be was betraying It now. His clear,
red-brown eyes were clouded. The
healtby gUk tt Ms rootbfHI
bad deepimed to aa anbecomlog foSh.
His wide, eogsglng grin, the grla of m
friendly bulldog, was lacking, and bis
Ups were set Ugbt
Sitting on a low cbalr In the dress
ing room of tbe bachelor apartment
be and Lawrence Devon occupied to
gether, Bodney drew on a shoe and
stamped his foot down into it with an
emphasis that shook tbe floor. Devon,
tostening his tie before the foil-lengtb
mirror set In the door leading to their
common bathroom, started at tbs
sonnd, like a high-strung prima donna.
This was one of Laurie’s temperamen
tal momiugs. s
“What the devil’s the matter with
you. Bangs?” he demanded, bat with
out 111 humor. “Can’t you get on s
shoe without imitating the recoil of s
seventy-five centimeter gun?"
Bangs grunted, drew on the other
shoe, and drove his foot into It with
increased energy. Laurie looked at;
him, and this time there was a spark i
In his black eyes. Very quietly he 1
turned, crossed the small room, and,
planting himself In front of his chum,
resentfully stared down at the dy
namic youth.
“What’s the idea?*’ he demanded.
“Are you deliberately trying to be an
noying?”
Rodney did not raise his head. His
fingers were busy with a complicated
knot.
‘‘Oh, shut up!” he muttered.
Laurie, his hands in his pockets, re
mained where he was. Under his con
tinued inspection the fingers of Bangs
grew clumsy. He fumbled with the
knot, and, having unfastened It, pro
longed to the utmost the process of
lacing his shoea He knew what must
come as soon as he settled back In his
chair. It had been coming for days.
He was In for an unpleasant ten mln-
ntea But the situation was one he
had deliberately created as the only
possible way of bringing abont a seri
ous talk with his friend. Now that It
was here he was anx’ons to make the
most of it. With head bent and
thoughts busy he played for time.
At last, the shoes laced and his cam
paign mapped out, he sat np and met
Laurie’s eyes. Their expression of
antagonism, temporary though he
knew it to be, hurt him. Devon, when
he had his own way, and he usually
had it, was a singularly sweet-tem
pered chap. Never before, throughout
their year of close association, had he
looked at Bangs like that. Rodney
knew that he deserved the look. For
days past he had deliberately subject
ed his companion to a series of annoy
ances. small but Intensely irritating
“Well?" demanded Laurie. “What’s
the answer?"
"What answer?” Rodney was in
the position of a small hoy challenged
to combat In oold blood. He was ex
periencing some difficulty in working
himself np to^^ necessary heat for
an engagemtaPr But Laurie’s next
words lielpedWm out
“You’ve be^ making a d—d nui
sance of yourself for the last week."
he said deliberately. ”1 want to know
why.”
1 Bangs squared his stocky shouldem
and rose to his feet. Hfs brown eyes
were below the level of his chum’s
Mack ones, but the two glanc»s met
sharply and a flash passed hetwees
them. Under the force of his risini
excitement the voice of Rodney shook
“The reason I've been a d—d nui
sance,” he said curtl.v. “Is hcf-ause
you’ve been acting like an lnf rnal
fool, and I’m sick of It.”
Laurie’s lips tightened, but the other
rushed on without giving him a chance
to reply. The moment was his. He i
must crowd Into It all he hed not
dared to say before and might not be
given a chance to say again.
“Oh, I know what you’ll sav 1" ha
cried. “It’s none of my business, and
you’re your own master, and all that
sort of rot And I know .vou’re not
drinking, and God knows I’m not ass
enough to take on any high moral
tone and try to preach to you. what
ever yon do. What gets my goat,
Devon, and the only thing I’m worry
ing abont, Is this infernal waste of
your time and mine.”
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Only Weak Can Find **Refuge*’ in Suicide
Accounts of suicide In the news are
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