The Breckenridge news. (Cloverport, Ky.) 1876-1955, 1912-05-15
CHAPTER VI.
a Conspiracy In Satin.

A Conspiracy In Satin.
The tall man emptied one hand of
its suitcase to clasp the hand the new.
conner granted him. He held 1t fast
as he exclaimed: Don't tell me that
you are bound for Reno!" She whim.
pered: I'm afraid so, Mr.. Ashton"
He put down everything to take her
other hand, and tuned his voice to
coincidence: why, ! thought you and
Sam Whitcomb were"
ooh, we were until that shameless
Mrs. Wellington"
Mrs. Wellington? Don't believe
know her"
81 thought everybody had heard of
Mrs. Jimmie Wellington"
Mrs. Jimmie-oh, yes, I've heard
OF her!" Everybody seemed to have
heard of Mrs. Jimmie Wellington.
what a dance she has led her poor
husband" Mrs. Whitcomb said. And
my poor Sammy fell into her trap,
too"
Ashton, jealous comforter, took a
wrathful tone: 81 always thought your
husband was the most unmitigated-"
But Mrs. Whitcomb bridled at once.
How dare you criticize Sammy! He's
the incest boy in the world"
Ashton recovered quickly. That's
what / started to say. Will he contest
the-divorce?"
"Of course not" she beamed. 1.-THE
dear fellow would never deny me any.
thing. Sammy offered to get it him
self, but / told him he'd better stay
in Chicago and stick to business. l
shall need such lot of alimony."
"Too bad he couldn't have come
along" Ashton insinuated.
But the irony was wasted, for she
sighed: Eyes, ! shall miss him ter.
ribly. But we feared that if he were
with me it might hamper me in get.
ting a divorce on the ground of de-
sertion."
She was trying to look earnest and
thoughtful and heartbroken, but the
result was hardly plausible, for Mrs.
Sammy Whitcomb could not possibly
have been really earnest or really
thoughtful; and her heart was quite
too elastic to break. She proved it
instantly, for when she heard behind
her the voice of young man asking
her to let him pass, she turned to pro-
test, but seeing that he was a hand
some young man, her starch was in
.stantly changed to sugar. And she re-
warded his good looks with a smile, as
he rewarded hers with another.
Then Ashton interviewed like a dog
in the manger and dragged her off to
her seat, leaving the young man to
exclaim:
Some tamarind, that"
Another young man behind him
growled: "Cut out the tamarinds and
get to business. Mallory will be here
any minute"
Il hate to think what he'll do to us
when he sees what we've done to
him"
"Oh, he won't dare to fight in the
presence of his little bridey-widey. Do
you see the porter in there?"
Eyes, suppose he objects"
well, we have the tickets. Well
claim it's our section till Mallory and
Mrs. Mallory come"
They moved on into the car, where
the porter confronted them. When he
saw that they were loaded with bum
dies of all shapes and sizes, he waved
them away with scorn:
1.-THE emigrant sleepa runs only
Tuesdays and Thuzzdays."
From behind the first mass of pack
ages came brisk military answer:
"You black hound! About face
forward march! Section number one"
The porter retreated down the aisle,
apologizing glibly. "Scuse me for
questioning you, but you-all's baggage
looked kind o. eccentric at first"
The two young men dumped their
parcels on the seats and began to I'M
wrap them hastily.
IF Mallory catches us, he'll kill us"
said Lieutenant Shaw. Lieutenant
Hudson only laughed and drew out a
long streamer of white satin ribbon.
Its glimmer, and the glimmering eyes
OF the young man excited Mrs. Whit
comb so much that after a little hesi-
lance she moved forward, followed by
the jealous Ashton.
"Oh, what's up?" she ventured. ut
looks like something bridal"
Talk about womanly intuition!"
said Lieutenant Hudson, with an in
gratiating salaam.
And then they explained to her that
their classmate at West Point, being
ordered suddenly 10 the Philippines,
had arranged to elope with his beloved
Marjorie Newton; had asked them to
get the tickets and check the baggage
while he stopped at a minister's TO
"get spliced and hike for Manila by
this train"
Having recounted this plan in the
full belief that 1t was even at that mo-
ment being carried out successfully,