The Richmond palladium and sun-telegram. [volume] (Richmond, Ind.) 1907-1939, 1914-05-18
Married Life
the Fourth Year
BY MABEL HERBERT URNER

6y MABEL herbert URNER.
1t was after seven when the train
drew in under the great arched dome
Of Victoria Station. Helen stepped
out on the platform, bewildered by the
hurrying crowd, the noise, the smoke
and the confusion.
Still sick and dizzy from the rough
Channel trip, her one desire was to
get to a hotel and lie down. As they
were to be in London only over night.
Warren had decided that they might
as well 60 to the Grosvenor. which
was opposite the station, and would
mean less dragging around Of them
selves and luggage.
mo, I want a hotel porter" and
Warren waved aside several railroad
porters who rushed up for their bag
gage.
Here you are, sir" a man with
Hotel Grosvenor" on his cap picked
up their suit cases and led them from
the great crowded station.
AS they entered the vaulted lobby
of the Grosvenor, Helen was instantly
impressed with the dignity and spac-
| iousness of the place, and the air of
| rather gloomy grandeur, typical of the
older London hotels.
This is one of the Gordon houses
commented Warren, with a critical
glance around. Ought to be pretty
good"
ANY trunks, sir" asked the porter
eff you give me your checks I will
get them passed by the customs and
brought right up to your room"
| SsNYo{t Till ohn1If q rnNn1 ~ and
Warren strobe over to the desk, while
Helen, feeling that she could not keep
up much longer, sank into one of the
massive leather chairs.
1T is all right" as he came toward
her, followed by a boy with jang
ling key We can't get bath, but
we have got a good sized room. Jove
it seems good to be in country where
70 ucan speak the language"
A TYPICAL ROOM.
| Up the lift, down through the long
wide hall with its heavy red carpet
and the boy unlocked the door Of
"141-A"
1t was a typical London hotel room
very big, high-ceilinged and gloomy
| There was the inevitable two marble
topped washstands, side by side, anc
the furniture was of the heavy black
walnut and red plush period.
Il will have your trunks right up
sir" the porter put down their hand
baggage and hurried out.
AS the door closed after him Heller
threw herself across the foot of the
bed. She had taken off her hat, but
not her coat or gloves. Her pallor anc
limp relaxness showed her complete
exhaustion.
Got no time to lie there" frowneC
Warren, as he opened up his suit
case, took out his brushes and fresf
collar. I'VE have got to wash up ant
get some dinner. 1t is almost eigh
now"
"Oh, don't want any dinner
couldn't eat thing" moaned Helen
Il just want to go to bed"
Nonsense, you haven't had any
thing to eat since breakfast. Wha
you want is square meal. We will
go down to Simpsons and get som
good plain English food-none o
your French "a la but good thicl
grilled chop and a bottle of stout
That will set you up all right" .
"Oh, dear, I Couldn't" weakly pull
ing off her gloves. II COULDN'T g
out of here again tonight! You ca
60, and l will have them bring me
little broth and 60 to bed"
She had gotten out Of her coat nov
and drawn a pillow under her heao
"Now see here, there is no use il
giving way like that. OF course 70
feel bad Feel rotten myself, but
tell you what you want is FOOD! w
could get dinner here. but hotel ret
taurant can't touch Simpsons TO
plain, nourishing food. Come on no,
freshen up! l will get taxi an
we will be there in five minutes
Helen rose dizzily from her bel
How could she go? 1t was cruel G
Warren to drag her out again.
A tap on the door and maid cam
IN with tin of hot water and towel!
OTHER ORDERS.
, Anything else, sir?''
Yes, we will both want bat
tonight How about your bathroom
here" asked Warren"
5 There is only one on this floor, SIT
: If you will just ring when you wan
! it, sir"
: only one on floor" muttere
( Warren, as the girl went out "Ths
: is English for you. Wait, will ope
e that" for Helen was weakly tryin
2 to open her dressing case.
Half an hour later, washed an
, freshened up, they started for SIM
f sons.
: by Jove, it is good to be in Londo
l again! Wish we could stay here
l week." exclaimed Warren, as
gazed out Of the taxicab window.
= Helen loved street scenes an
e would have reveled in this night rid
: through London had she been vel
I But now she leaned back with hal
e closed eyes. Why had she let Wa
. rem force her to come out again