The Washington herald., 1915-08-09

This series IL continuation OF
'Their Married Life," produced by
Mabel Herbert Urner for four years
| ren." appearing exclusively in this Pa
per, IL the only series now being writ
ten by Mabel Herbert Urner.
Look, DEAR" excitedly. isn't tina,
light in our apartment?"
"Jove. that's right" Warren paused
on the steps and gazed up at the
| lighted windows of the eighth floor
! What is she doing in the front
room" Helen's voice shrilled with
indignation. "She's telephoning! ]
told you she phones when we're out. "
"Oh, well, what're few calls?"
IT'S not few-it's every time we
go out. That's what makes our bills
so high. No one would allow maid
to use the phone that way. I'm going
to speak to her tonight" emphati-
cally.
Mrs. Edwards is upstairs" drawled
the elevator boy, as they stepped into
the car. "She's been waitin' since
nine. She got the superintendent to
let her in-she said twas all right.
"Carrie" gasped Helen.
Hope nothing's wrong" Warren
muttered. Then to the boy, Eyes, OF
course, that was right to let her in. 4"
Carrie in their apartment for two
hours! Helen's mind whirled. She
thought of the sewing that strewed
the library, of her disordered bed
room, of the waist she had cleaned
and the odor of gasoline.
1t had been the maids afternoon
off. Warren had come home unex-
pectedly carly, made her drop every
thing and go with him to the beach.
Hello there! Nothing wrong?'
was Warren's brisk greeting as he
strobe into the library where Carrie
was calmly reading.
"Oh, no. only / missed the last
train. Didn't even have a tooth
brush-so 1 couldn't 60 to q hotel" "
Hotel! 1 should say not" with
hearty hospitality. Were mighty
glad to have YOU"
"Oh, of course-of course" muir
INJURED Helen.
att was a stupid thing to do, but
I had last month. time table Since
the first, that train leaves fifteen
minutes earlier"
where's Lawrence?" Warren
asked. Didn't he come in with your"
"No, he had to 60 to Albany yes
terday. 1 just came in to get some
things for the children" ..
Have you called them up? They
know you're not coming"
"Oh, yes. just had the maid on the
phone"
That's all right then" Warren
drew chair to the window. well.
how d'you like it out there, anyway!
"Oh, we love it! It's so much cool
er than the city. Seems sitting here.
You don't get much breeze in these
windows, do your"
We've been very comfortable" re.
torted Helen, who always bristled un-
der the critical air Of Wsrren's sis
ter.
"Well, of course, if you can stand
the heat. ] ean't-it weaiens me"
Helen rose. "pd better see about
the room"
"Now don't 60 to any bother" Car
rie called after her punctilliously.
They had no spare room. They
were not fixed to have any one stay
over night, thought Helen rebellious-
ly. There was only the couch ia her
room. She had dressed in hurry
everything was in disorder. The ehif-
fon waist, still smeiling Of gasoline.
hung on the chandelier. And those
old slippersl Had Carrie looked in
here!
Hastily Helen thrust out Of sight
the things she did not want her to
see. A soiled kimono aud an old
petticost she hung far back IN the
eloset-hanging the better looking
things in front
If only she could lock that top
bureau drawerl There was not time
to stfaighten il, and she did not think
Carrie sbovs looking threush hsr
thinax.