The Richmond palladium and sun-telegram. [volume] (Richmond, Ind.) 1907-1939, 1914-03-28
Married Life
the Third Year

"Oh, I'm so sorry, but we can't
we're dining out tonight,-Isn't it too
bad? | should love to go!'-"1 don't
know" doubtful, hold the 'phone-lll
ask him.
Warren was putting his pearl studs
in a dress shirt when Helen ran IN
excitedly.
oh. dear, the Stevens have box
for the Lost Illusion for tonight.
They want us to come-even If we
can't get there until late. Could we?"
eagerly.
Certainly not" frowning at fin
ger mark on his shirt front Nice
time to invite us
But the box was just given them
this evening-they couldn't ask us
sooner
We'll, if we dine with the Daw-
sons, We'll spend the evening there.
Don't think I'm going to rush off right
after dinner. do your
NO. suppose not" murmured
Helen. reluctantly. she went back
could not go.
A BUSINESS FRIEND.
But Mrs. Stevens insisted that she
box office in case they could come.
Now, hurry up there" called War
rem as Helen went back to her dress
ing room. Dawson said seven-we
don't want to be late
Mr.. Dawson was new business
friend of Warrens and while Helen
and Mrs. Dawson had exchanged calls,
this was their first dinner.
you're not going to wear hat?"
f@xr rs
later Helen came out drawing on her
long gloves
Why, yes. dear It's only dinner.
We needn't go so formally, need we?'
Well this is one of the places
we're going to right. Take off that
hat. I've ordered a taxi"
"A taxi! Oh. couldn't we have gone
In the subway"
But Warren did not deign to an
swer this Helen went back, took off
her hat, and threw light scarf over
her hair She also changed her shoes
for a pair of evening slippers, which
she had thought too dressy for the
subway But since they were going
in cab, she might s well wear them.
It was evident Warren wanted her to
look as we'll as she could.
A moment later the taxicab was an
nounced.
ITS too bad that everything should
come in one night" murmured Helen,
as they drove off. THAT was the play
was so anxious to see-the Lost IL
lusion and this is the last week"
well, it's a darn sight more i'm
portant to dine with Dawson than go
to any play He's pulled off some
mighty big deals lately, and If I can
interest him in our company, it'll
mean a whole lot. While l think of
it. he's got fine collection of old
prints-that's his hobby He'll prob
ably show them, so for Heavens sake.
try to seem interested. Don't act like
YOU did the other night when Wilson
showed us those coins. BY George,
you looked bored to death"
"Whv, dear, l didn't" Indignantly
"Only I don't know anything about
coins. and thought it better to keep
still than to make stupid comments
Don't know anything, either ad
mitted Warren, but l faxed it, and
you can too if you want to-"
This did not add to Helen's prospect
of a pleasant evening. 1t was hard
enough to dine with comparative
strangers but to feel that she must
try 20 talk and pretend a knowledge
of something about which she knew
nothing, always terrified her.
The cab drew up before the impos
ing entrance Of the "Kensington
Arms" A uniformed mailman opened
the door.
Mr.. and Mrs. Curtis to see Mr.
Dawson Warren announced briefly
to the boy at the switchboard.
THEY'RE NOT IN.
"Mr Dawson is not in, sir" the boy
informed them a moment later.
Announce us to Mrs. Dawson
then" said Warren coldly.
Another moments wait and the boy
said stolidly:
Mr.. and Mrs Dawson have both
gone out"
Gone out?" murmured Helen, il
amazement.
"Of course, not" scoffed Warren
That's a mistake. Now you get this
thing right" severely to the boy. %
want you to announce Mr. and Mrs
Curtis to Mr.. Dawson's apartment"
Well. had their maid on the
wire sullenly. "She says they're
gone out to dinner. I'll ring her back
you can talk to her yourself"
Warren turned to a desk phone
nearby and the boy connected him.
Hello! Is this Mr.. Dawson's apart
ment? Will you say that Mr.. ant
Mrs. Curtis are here. What's that?'
Sharply. Nv nat message ola they
1eave?"
Helen was standing by listening
breahtlessly The maids shrill voice
carried beyond the phone, but she
could not make out the words.
With muttered exclamation War
rem slammed up the receiver ant
strobe toward the door. Helen fol
lowed. her heart in her throat. Wha
could IT mean?
Outside Warren stalked along. hi
face crimson with rage. Helen al
most had to run to keep beside him
A dozen GREATNESS questions wer
whirling through her mind, but sh
dared not ask them She was afrai
to question him when he was in
mood like this.
They had gone almost two block
before he spoke. Then he snarle
savagely.
HE'LL PAY NOR THIS.
Dawson will pay for this all right
I'll get square-just wait and see
But what did the maid say, dear?
breathed Helen.
Say? What could she say, bu
that they'd gone out@"