South Bend news-times. (South Bend, Ind.) 1913-1938, 1914-11-09

his wife and baggage gone.
but dear. / OuIy thought II would
save you time and"
Drop it. Drop il. ] tell you, You
wanted 20 move hcTe-wel. you're
here. aren't you? " hats the mat
ter 30 noticing her Redeemed eyes.
Been having Mysteries over it,
Helen bit her lip.
Wei. there's one thing you can
count on" with sneering emphasis. If
YOU ever come abroad again you'll
come alone and put up where you
blame please! I'll not be in the party.
Now, for heavens sake. stop your
sniveiing." and throwing his cigaret
into the crate under the marble man.
tel ne slammed into the bedroom.
BY the sound OF his moving about
Helen, who was waiting in dumb
misery by the window. knew that he
was getting ready for bed. Suddenly
ne opened the dOOr with an. angry:
Where in the devil did you put
my suit case?"
I'm the closet. dear. All your things
are in that big closet"
"Only closet L see is hung full of
your duds."
In the white wood paneling the
closet door was hardly noticeable and
now Helen darted in and threw il
open with an eager.
all those patent hangers were already
there. Oh. dear. don't you see it's
really wonderful place? And so per-
fectly appointed"
But with another impatient, "Oh
cut it," Warren dragged out and
opened up his suit case.
Helen went back into the sitting
room and gazed unhappily out OF
the window, until q creaking OF bed
oil har hn IN
He had turned out all the lights
and afraid TO disturb him by their
glare, Helen undressed by the light
from the street The narrow cane
beds were side by side, but she crept
into hers with a feeling that Warren
was miles away. He lay with his
back to her, his outstretched form un-
der the white sheet looking almost
giant-like in the dim light.
The unfamiliar shadows and OBJ
Jects OF the room, the strangeness Of
the atmosphere, accumulated her
wakefulness.
Her head ached and she was now
conscious OF a gnawing hunger-the
, effect OF having eaten nothing since
morning. The discomfort itself she
was too unhappy to care about, but
the fear that it might keep her awake
to worry and anguish through the
night made her think of a cake of
milk chocolate that Warren had
bought on the train Softly she
slipped out Of bed, opened her satchcl
and felt for the chocolate.
What in the deuce are you trying
TO do?" demanded Warren suddenly
the side of the bed.
Nothing. dear" shrinking from
the sudden glare. ''I was just look
ing for a piece Of chocolate"
Chocolate? What's the matter?
Hungry? Didn't have much dinner"
Not much stammeringly.
mot much? How much?"
A Suggestion.
Helen flushed as she unwrapped
bit OF tinfoil from the chocolate.
80 that's IT. Didn't have any din
ner at all. Ell? Another of your fool
performances Well, don't eat that
stuff! 1 don't want you here sick on
my hands. Chuck il, l tell you!"
Warren was already up getting into
his slippers and dressing gown.
Dear. what are you going TO dc? %
anxiously as he crossed the room and
pushed a bell.
Get you something 10 eat"
"Oh. l don't you anything" ex-
citedly. I'm not hungry. 1 only
thought I'd sIeep better if / nibbled
at something Oh, please don't order
pensive at this time OF night. Why.
il is almost twelve!'
Warren growled at her to keep still
and rang the bell again.
What can you get TO eat here so
late?" Helen heard his demand OF
the boy. who came to the door.
What's that? Well send me a waiter
ono who can speak English! Under
stand? Yes English"
Just what Warren ordered. Helen,
who was still in the bedroom, could
not hear. but when he had given the
order ne came TO the door with a
peremptory:
Get into your dressing gown
we're going to have something to
eat"
Bewildered. yet following a quick
impulse. Helen took from her trunk
one OF her prettiest negligees. 1t was
a pale pink chiffon. charming over
the white lace of her nightgown. Her
rumpled hair she smOothed under a
boudoir cap. Her eyes, no longer
red. were now feverishlv bright.
There are few conditions under
which a woman is not conscious of
her charm and even now Helen felt
a faint glow OF pleasure as she glanced
in the mirror.
Warren had turned on all the
shaded lights in the rose silk sitting
room. The waiter had already
brought up a folding table. and was
now setting in with elaborate care.
What did il ali mean She had eX-
pected only a few sandwiches. Why
all this china and silver? But for
once Helen was discreet She asked
no questions and made no comments
and Warren had settled himself Wit
some papers ny a shaded reading
lamp.
When a little later ne opened the
door to "A waiter with a loaded trav
Helen gaZed in astOnlshment There
was brOiled chicken. French peas.
artichoke and "a bottle Of claret. The
waiter arranged il all on the table
with a deftness ana quickness that
only a French waiter knows.
The Louis XIV. room with its gilt
furniture and silk hangings now
looked more than ever like a stage
setting-the Bohemian supper scene
in the second act And Helen was
conscious that her trailing negligve
and Warren quilted dressing gown
were a part of il all The theatrical
instinct is in every wonderland in
Helen IL was very strong.