The Washington herald., 1915-01-24
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81 am Mrs. Blye. Is there anything can do for
you? The lady was studying the group with
screwlike penetration. Mrs Bye began to worry
herself Also she began to suspect! That last
her speciality. IF you will tell the nature of
your business with Mr.. Blye may be able to locate
him"
II want my daughter" blurted John Moore. his
lips squaring
"Ohm And Mrs Blye's voice rose. Your daugh-
ter" She glared at them for a moment. will you
please waltz she asked and sailed back through
the hall They could hear her sharp voice telephon
ing. She had called her husbands club. and they
heard her exclaim Indignantly, Where, Sherry'sT
She back, blazing She had her hat in her
hand He's at Sherry'sT she shried
An electric coupe stood at the door. She slammed
into that. turned the lights and rolled away with
much vigOr in the capacity Of her
chine Bobbies runabout darted after her and pass
ed her. and then came the limousine with Mr.. and
Mrs. Moore and Ned.
Poor June! 1t had been hard for her to leave
those beloved voices down there in the library, but
she had made up her mind very firmly that neither
she nor Ned could be happy If she was always to
feel that she was chatte She ran back to the
desk for Neds photograph. then stepped lightly out
the tiny side porch. jumped down to the little
bankment and fed, as light as a thstledown, along
the side Of the house and out at the little grocers
gate
Where now should she go? The apartments, their
ton, but at the first corner she stopped for in
slant and darted toward Broadway. She had
realized three things almost simultaneousy-frst,
that they might come out of the Bethering house
at any instant and her; second. that she had
key; third. that Ned might come there 1t would be
the most likely place for him to go in his loneliness.
She suddenly held her handkerchief to her mouth
to choke back sob. On Broadway she hailed
passing taxi
All sparkling at sherry's. but Gilbert Blye
had taken small share in the hiarity He had risen
to go when a black eyed young woman, the most
vivacious Of the party, called him to task for his
evening of secret scheming You're up to some
devilment,' she charged, payfully tweaking his
beard. Come and dance with me-"
Sorry, Tommy" he told her, with that queer
smile on his lips but I've previous engagement"
"She can wait" pouted the girl She dragged
Bye away from the table
Take my car Gill;" called the gray mustached
host
Certainly" replied Blye, and the three men e1-
changed a smile. "rn dance one round with Tom
my; then I'll 60"
Before that round was over, however, Gilbert
Blye saw an apparitOn in the doorway, and his face
turned cold. The apparition was tall, angular
woman, with a long, high nose and high arched
brows who was trying to bore Gilbert Blye through
and through with a double eyed glare of burning
ferocity. He hurried to his wife. She had
shrilled:
who is that womanT
Il shall explain nothing" said Gilbert I'm
through"
He left her contemptuously, leaving her stunned
by this unexpected revolt. As he went down the
steps he heard her shrieking something after him,
and he hurried As he dashed out of the door he
into a group who were coming in. They were
the Moores, the Bletherings and Ned Warner. and
he was upon them and past them and jumping into
the luxuriousy furnished racing limousine with the
little watch in his hand before they realized that
this was the they seeking
There he goesr' cried Ned. The scoundrelT'
Blye, moving rapidly away, saw the confusion and
blamed his wife with the scene, for now she was in
the lead Of the excited group, which was rushing
toward him.
The house Of the Moores at Brynport was dark
when June arrived, the dear old house. 1t stood
back amid the dim trees. with dignity and beauty
which she had before thoroughly appreciated.
and at the gate she hestated as If, with one to
welcome her, she had no right here
There was a welcome, though, and joyous one.
loud. hearty one series Of delighted barks from
her dog Bouncer. He had known her very pres
ence from far back in the shed. 1t was the work
of but minute for June to Chamber through IN
locked kitchen window and to rush upstairs, get
her maid, Marie, seize several garments and drag
with her the astounded servant
of breath from running, but June only waved a
hand at her as the taxi swept out of the drive
A limousine had stopped in front Of the house.
and black Vandyked man had alighted but in the
window Of the car he saw Junes face, turned wist-
fully toward the house, and he ran forward.
Miss Moorer he called, but June's taxi ratified
on He jumped in his own car and gave the word
and started In swift pursuit
The two machines were still in sight when the
runabout Of Bobbie and Iris dashed around the
circle.
as June hereT called Iris.
"Lawdy, nor puffed Aunt Debby. Oats her
goin' yonderT'
The runabout was gone with a whiz, and lmme-
diately after came the family limousine.
"Is June here?" called all three of the occupants
at once.
"She's Just done goneI The gentleman with black
whiskers has just done gone! Mr.. Bobbie and Miss
Iris has Just done goneI whoohP'
Around the corner there rolled an electric coupe.
1t was brilliantly lighted and in it sat angular
woman with high long nose and high arched
brows beneath which giittered two sharp eyes.
"SayT shrilled the occupant of the electric.
Aunt Debby. her broad hand her stomach,
pointed down the road