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\ TOWN WEEKLY MAGAZINE SECTION IT'S A GREAT WORLD! Dorinda Holden Astounds Capitol Hill With an Unprecedented, Grandiose Party SYNOPSIS—Eve Travis works as office secretary for her uncle, Senator Holden, who has Just discharged Vera Skinner. Beth' Ramsdell, Holden's per- sonal secretary, la devoted to Eve. So la Senor Alvares. But Eve knows Alvarez Is trying to find out about her uncle's South American gold mine which Jeff Kilburn has just Investigated for him. Anyway, Eve's only interest is Jeff. She had mar- ried him secretly one mad day and then left him immediately when she learned that her cousin Moya, Lady Hyatt, had been widowed. For Eve knew that Jeff loved Moya. Eve has just told Jeff that she is going to have their marriage an- nulled. I* ART SIX r\ \OH JUST ONE thing more. Eve. Now that we have come to what the law would call 'an amicable settlement out of court,' you will stop dodging me, won't you?\ Eve tucked her hand under his arm and sniffed at the gar- denia In his coat lapel. \I'm simply mad about you In evening clothes. I'll never dodge you again. Mister Kll- bum.\ Impulsively she pressed her lips to his cheek. \Don't!\ He jerked back hi* head, col- or flamed to his hair. Eve felt her face burn In response. \You needn't be so touchy. I I was only trying to tell you that I was sorry that -that I struck you that \ her voice trailed off in a whisper. \Forget it, dar Kiddo. For- Rct everything about that^ay. ' You and I are beginning over • again from this minute, remem- ber. Hear the chimes? Does that mean dinner?\ \Yes.\ Eve turned away and drew her fingers across wet lashes. \We must go down.\ As they left the room Kil- burn Inquired: \What people are coming tonight?\ \Two Miuplcs from the Sen- ator's home district. I took the wives sightseeing. Some of the Senators on Uncle Jock's com- mittees, an odd man for me, a ' lovely lady for you and one for Colonel Courtlelgh.\ \Who is the odd man for, you?\ \Benor Rduardo Enrique Al- varez. I don't know who the lovely ladies hre because I came home late from a tea and haven't seen Aunt Dorinda aa yet.\ \What's the Idea having Al- varei here?\ \Diplomacy Mister, diplo- macy. I suspect that he, or his government, has something Uncle Jock wants. Don't scowl. Bad enough to have that grim armor to pass with- out adding to the gloom.\ She stopped on the broad landing to look up at the figure in chain mail In the corner. \Observe him! I've never been accuaed of being timid, but If you were not here, Jeff, I would race past and pelt down the stairs. This stout knight In the complete armor of chain mail dates back to 1195. I expect at any moment that Plate Armor may raiae his visor. and whisper hoarsely Touch me not, Lady!\ \ \Your Imagination haa been Infected by the movies, Eve, it Is wasted In the Senator's of- fice. Here's where we make our grand-entrance. You know whom you will draw for a din- ner partner, now I'll learn my fate.\ . « As he entered the Louts XVI salon, with its ceiling'and, mir- rors and flower paneled walls which had been brought from France, a small woman In gausy black left the colorful group near the fire and came forward swiftly. She held out two slim white hands, pouted her crimson lips, looked up with big wistful violet eyes, beauti- ful eyes without depth, and ex- claimed: \Jeff! At last! It's divine to see you!\ It was) Moya. \When Mrs. Holden aaked me this morning to fill In at dinner tonight she said that you would be here, but when you didn't come I suspected that you had sidestepped and gone somewhere elae. You must be snowed under by tavi- tationa.\ Kllburn freed his hands from the clinging fingers. '1 have been made welcome to the city. Am I late, Moya?'' His eyes followed Eve In her glittering frock, rested on sleek, tight-lipped, slim-walsted Alvarez as he bent over her hand. Not until the South American had llngeringly re- leased it did his attention re- turn to the woman beside him. He caught up the conversa- tional ball aa If hia eyes had not played truant. \Hope we haven't delayed dinner. Here's someone else, fine evidently realizes the dramatic value of a late en- trance. What an interesting face under the mop of naming hair. Mrs. Holden is signaling to me. That means that I am to -take the late arrival in to dinner. Throw me a life line, quick. Who is she?\ \No one of Importance. Merely Senator Holden's late office secretary, Vera Skinner. Why should you take that per- son In when I asn here?\ \Doubtless Moya. the beauti- ful Ljidy Hyatt is being re- served for someone of import- ance.\ KHburn crossed the room In response to the compelling eyes of his hostess. As he reached her she turned to the woman 'Jeff! At last! It's divine to sec you!\ It was Moya. beside her and said In her slightly husky- voice: \Miss Skinner, may I present Mr. Kilburn? Perhaps you do not need an introduction. You—\ \VJ'e've not met. I was on vacation when he came to Washington, and, as you may remember, I am no longer in Senator Holden's office. I know Mr. Kllburn only through let' ters. He writes a corking let- ter. StlU investigating oil wells, Mr. Kllburn?\ , The eyes that flashed up U>*> hia were green and ambeV. Sul- try eyes. Suspicious eyes. What did the woman mean? She had seen his correspond- ence in regard to the gold mine, but she could know nothing of Jose's claim. He was aware that Alvarez beside Eve had stopped talking to listen. He laughed. \Nice of you to be Interested. Re; oil wells, as they would write in a business letter, I'm all through with that sort of work.\ \What work are you doing?\ Miss Skinner inquired smooth- ly, too smoothly. He answered theatrically: \I'm in diplomacy now.\ \Diplomacy? Sort of a Jflck- of-all-trades. aren't you? And how 'ong will you be on that job?\ For an instant his eyes ling- ered on Eve as she passed with Alvarei. \Only Jleath and taxes are certain. I may not get the mat- ter settled until June, though I hope to put it across by cherry blossom time.\ He of- fered his arm. \Shall we fol- low our hostess?\ THE CONSERVATORY was so beautiful that the owner of the house should be forgiven for the armor on the stairs. Eve thought, as she listened to the drip of the fountain into the by EMILIE LORING marble rimmed pool and the sleepy trill of a bird. She drew a long breath of air scented with the fragrance of moist warm earth and flower?. The dinner had been a suc- cess. That the food would be perfect was a foregone con- clusion In Dorinda Holden's house, but the greatest con- tributing factor had been the mood of the guests. Burdened with problems of their own and the nation's, as many of. them undoubtedly wtre, they had created an atmosphere of Jfay- ety, as if their spirits were bound on a glorious adventure, giving no thought to material valuea. The out of town visi- tors had glowed with pride In theft\ 8enator and had straight- ened visibly and listened breathlessly at each casual ftiention of the White House. A number of the men had round, rosy faces and their expres- sions were nothing short of cherubic as they smoked and drank their coffee What had brought about Do- rinda Holden's change of view- point? Vera Skinner's slash at her teas and out of date clothes? If the former office secretary's jibe had worked the miracle, she rated the Congres- sional Medal, Eve conceded. The clinging silver lame gown of the hostess was the last word In fashion, her dark hair had been dressed by an artist who realized the beauty of her perfect features; regal was the only word which adequately de- scribed her emeralds. She had smiled at her husband across the length of the table, • Was It peace between them or only an armed neutrality? \A PENNY for your thoughts. Miss Eve,\ bargained Colonel Courtlelgh aa he^sat down be- side her on the green cushioned marble bench. \You don't go in for bidding in a big way. do you, Colonel? Any one of my thoughts is worth more than a penny, be- lieve it or not. 1 was looking at Aunt Dorinda and wonder- ing -\ She was Interrupted. \You needn't say it, I know. It knocked the breath out of me when I saw her beautiful shoulders bare, and when Cato appeared with hors d'ommj, I wns on the verge of n nervous breakdown. She tia.s dropped years. Look at Jock. Ho has put something across. What? He Is twinkling like a whole row of electric lights. I saw Dorinda smile at him ut dinner, such a beautiful smile I hope and pray that (hone two will patch UR their differences and begin again. They me the dearest things in life to me\ Eve glanced at her uncle. His head was bent as he list- ened to the red-haired woman who was talking to him eager- ly. \Do you suppose t)mlr .lotk is what you cnll 't\\ inkling be- cause he is with with her again ?\ she asked fcravcly. The colonel ailjustoi] hi*i mrinocle and stared gloomily af his host. \I can't believe it of .link. Why in thunder WHS his Inle of- fice secretary invited? What d'you mean having hei nt this party ?\ \Perhaps Aunt Doiimla in- vited her to prov^ to the world that she Is not jealous of Vera Skinner. There is no reason socially why she shouldn't b« Here. She is a lady, the daugh- ter ot a defunct Senator. 1 <lid not know that Louly Hyatt was td be a guest.\ \Don't speak of those two in the same breath, child. Look at the beautiful little woman, lovely child, In her gauzy black against the mass of red poin- settias, ap unaware of the pic- ture she is making.\ \Hok- \ Eve swallowed the rest of the word. In polite so- ciety — and this was super- polite society tonight one didn't Say \Hokum\ In repsonsc to an elderly man's remarks oven if th«y did impress ono as being saccharine. Moya, un- aware of the picture she was making? That was the joke of the week. Hand cupped in chin
