Wausau pilot. [volume] (Wausau, Wis.) 1896-1940, 1915-03-09

Blye Offered Her Trip on Privats
Yacht.
the coast was stIiI clear wnen, u rev
minutes later, Mrs. Willard and June
and Marie and Bouncer and a huge
bundle of clothes came out of the pas
sageway between the O'Keefe and Nc
Pherson houses and climbed into the
car
In front of one of the tallest of those
mighty towers which commerce has
reared as monuments to her imperious
sway Mrs. Willard led June through
portals of a majesty which would have
graced a cathedral in older days. June,
lost in the beauty of this entrance, did
not notice a peculiar circumstance.
Mrs. Willard had dismissed her car,
sending Marie and Bouncer home with
the clothes.
She hurried straight back to the ele-
vatorS with June and shot up to the
eleventh floor, where they entered a
suit of offices furnished with the heavy
richness of club or millionaire bach
elor's quarters. Mrs. Willard ON an
HGI Duluc was SllOMu ut OuCG
into a private reception room. A Sc
we're looking man came out to meet
them, q hard man, one with a smile
less face and a metallic looking nose
and chin.
I'M see you in just moment, Mrs.
Willard" he said in an unbending voice,
and his chill gray eye. rowing to June,
specialized appreciatively upon that
very pretty young person.
There swept into the reception room
a woman who almost stopped June's
breath. She was startlingly handsome,
with skin like velvet, complexion
of exquisite tinting. a facial contour
without a flaw. Her nose was perfect
~ modelled. her eyes were full and
large and round and clear as crystal,
and she held her head tilted backward
at slight angle which was the perfec-
ton of insolence She was extrava-
gantly gowned and glittering with
Jewels, but the most remarkabl thing
In connection with her was the trans
formation in the severe man. He had
been changed from metal into wax; his
eyes had come to life and on his lips q
smile.
why, my DEAR" he said, this is IN
unexpected pleasure. May l ask you
TO wait just moment" And he
glanced apprehensively toward his pri-
vate Office, where small, impatient
man, with his gioved hands clasped on
a cane, sat nervously.
Il don't think shall need to wait. -
And the woman glanced around the
reception room. Her glance swept just
above the head of Mrs. Willard, but it
swept downward as it came to June.
She calmly lifted her pearl handled
lorgnette, opened it with a snap and
surveyed the girl from head to foot
with cold appraiSement Of that beau
tiful young persons charms. She
swept her gaze to her beaming hus-
band Il shall need some money" she
remarked, and there was an additional
insOlence in her having made herself
obliyious to the fact that there were
strangers present.
with pleasure, my dear" And Mr.
Pinknam was as obSequious as if he
had been a salesman whom the wo-
man had just favored with a large or
der How much shall it be?"
Ten thousand" she said calmly.
The impatient little man leaned for
ward and started TO talk as Pinknam
sat down at his desk, but no attention
was paid TO his eager renewal of the
conversation, and he died into fumlne
silence while the check was written.
Mrs. Pinknam stood in disdainful re-
pose.
nam observed, using the ingratiating
tones as he tried TO smile.
Thank you" she said and. folding
the check, dropped it into little gold
purse as If it were a trife OF vulgar
insignificance. If the man had thought
by his eagerness and generosity to
strike from her any spark of gratitude
or affection he had been mistaken. for,
having thanked him in manner which
made the thanks themselves an insult
she babe him goodby and swept from
the Office. And the man? he beamed
after her.
Mrs. Willard and June breathed g
sigh CT relief. They were invited into
handsome inner Office The insolent-
liz handsome woman, In Mrs. Pink.
nam the runaway bride had recognized
another and startling phase OF her
own problem Here IT was again-the
same. never ending condition OF the
man owning all and the woman none
of the maRgtTt1g and the wtman re.