The Marietta journal and courier. (Marietta, Ga.) 1909-1918, 1915-02-12
CHAPTER III.

CHAPTER III.
June BUSTED quite cSaerfulIy
ABOUT her toilet the mkt morn
ing and chose little dark
- gray suit as being the least
conspicuous, for now she was to be
working girl
Suddenly there was wheeling and
a rustling at the door and a scraping
as If some one were bending to listen
at the keyhole, silence and then
knock. 1t was Mrs. Boales.
There's a young lady to see you.
MiSS-MisS"-
Justin" snapped Marie, who had
given that name by a brilliant flash
of intellect
"Yes, Mary" wheeZed Mrs. Boales.
THAT wasn't the name the young
lady gave. First she said Moore. and
then she said Warner, and then she
said that Justin was right, she guess
ed, but she said June every time,
and she brought this slipper. Is it
yours?"
who is the young lady?" asked
June.
Miss Thomas, Miss-maam" Mrs.
Boales' constantly rowing eye came to
rest on the solitaire and the plain gold
band on June's finger "She said she
came to see you about a position"
June cast down her eyes in troubled
thought. Blye-he had said he would
send some one for her in the morning.
Was there no evading the mans kind
ness? How had he Absurd! OF
course he had got her address from
the driver OF the car She went down
the stairs in worried concern. but in
the doorway Of the parlor she stopped
in establishment as she saw her caller
For a moment the two beautiful young
women stood studying each other IN
admiration; then the brunette swept
forward with a gracious smile.
Later June called up the stairs, III
be back some time this afternoon, Ma
rie." Then June went out with Tom
my Thomas!
A1OhOlAtA OlyCs c1LLIuE al PuAIOA
window and exchanging the thoughts
of the morning with her green feath-
cred familiar spirit, saw loating across
from her house a long, lean, lanky
man with a sparse black beard. Pres
emily the doorbell rang, and one of the
wide, low detectives came in with an
air of great exhaustion.
Nothing doing. ma'am.' he reported.
"Blinky Peters and watched your
husbands club all the time. Sneaky
Tavis has Swallowed Warmers apart
ments, and I'm to go let him get some
sleep"
Are you sure my husband and that
girl haven't left the city," she asked.
They didn't go from any regular
railroad station" stated Bill Wolf, with
conviction.
Ned Warner at about the same time
received a report of similar discOur-
agement from the long, lean, lanky de
tective. There had been found no
trace OF June Warner nor of Blye
Without thought of detectives, but
hCNPihS "aL(hL IA CS iGCL Snc
see Ned or her parents. June went
boldly forth. She was thoughtfuI as
Tommy Thomas ushered her into a
waiting hanson, for this friend of Gil
bert Blye's was extensively gowned
and seemed to live in unusual freedom.
In one of the big department stores
June was taken mp to the manageress
of the French salon: then Tommy
went away, ami presently June, whose
face and figure, carriage and manner.
had been grimiy inspected and approx
ed. was being instructed In the art of
parading in gown and of displaying
the proper degree ut elegant lnsolence
to impress customers.
A sleepy looking colored maid came
in. and some girls brought In gowns
Shrouded in white bags.
The canary. Maud ordered the
manageress. poking her head between
the curtains. and the sleepy colOred
maid slowly took down the Dag con,
tanning the canary evening frock.
What is your first name childT'
June" answered that young lady.
Your name here will be Therese,"
added the manageress. "You haven't
done this before. have you"
mo" .Iune's voice was faint and
weak. She had queer feeling in her
stomach. and her eyes began to widen
again as she studied an appalling array
of cosmetics
Never mind. IN be In and make
you up."
At last June was TO know how II felt