Harrisburg telegraph. [volume] (Harrisburg, Pa.) 1879-1948, 1915-04-16
CHAPTER lII

CHAPTER IN
~1OWN at the dock Ned Warmers
1In detectives appeared, and Boun
III Ger, picking up the trail at the
~ landing, ran excitedly up to the
street at the point where June and
| Bennett Durham had taken the taxi.
Bouncer began to go round and round
In widening circles, whining, his nose
close to the ground. The trail was lost,
as they had known that trail would be,
and from here the detectives scattered,
seeking everywhere in their own meth
ods for clew TO the whereabouts of the
runaway bride. AS they left the vicin-
! ity a rowboat pulled slowly up to the
dock, dragging behind it a steam yawl
with frosty mist on its stoyepipe, and a
very much begrimed lady with long
nose and high arched brows landed and
went away without a word, pausing
only TO cast look Of whitening scorn
at the well known and justly famous
private detective. Bill Wolf That short,
thick individual, with much putting ex-
ertion, scrambled up and renewed the
smudge on his face with a rotary mo-
ton or his sleeve and swore profusely;
then lie, too, stomped away.
Blye and Edwards and Cunningham
In luxurious limousine stopped at a
house, where they were ushered into a
gay parlor. A large blond woman came
i'll TO greet the callers, and to her Blye
showed the picture in the watch. She
laughed and nodded her head.
Gilbert Blye gravely left Mrs. Rus
sells house.
In the high ceilInged studio June
quietly watched Bennett Durham walk
Ing about with perplexed air.
Il can't find my brushes, Vivi," he
blurted as his wife came In.
at will be the easiest thing In the
world from now on, Bennett" she in
formed him and showed him the box
at the side of the Nig easel.
He stared at her in surprise.
Good scheme" he granted, looking
down at the brushes, and then he
laughed. However, I suppose I'll
have them scattered all over the place
again Dy tomorrow. +..
"Oh, no, Bennett" she returned "I'd
rather you'd keep them here, please. l
don't like my house all cluttered up"
Il don't believe | can paint If 1 don't
have to find my favorite brush behind
something or other" he confessed
"Why, where's my good old chaise
lounge?"
81 had 1t taken out. It was so very
disreputable." Mrs. Durham was study
ing the room with naughty severity.
81 want my house to represent me-"
The young butler came In, dragging
tall stepladder.
What are you going to do, 0scarr
inquired Durham sharply.
81 am to remove these tapestries.
SIR he reported, setting his ladder
up by the side of one of them.
"The dickens you arew exclaimed
Durham in surprise. Get outw
at was madam's orders, sir"
"Ohw Durham looked at his wife
slowly.
"You may take them down, Oscar"
said Mrs. Durham quietly, and both the
artist and his wife were q ut while
the tapestries were removed.
"Vivi, I don't understand" puzzled
her husband. II don't see why you'd
remove important things without con.
sulting me-" And he glanced at June,
who had returned to the house to re-
sumo her nap. Her eyes were closed,
although she was not sleeping.
The woman's chin went up.
Bennett, dear, this is my house"
"0h yes, yes. to be surer He walked
very quietly back to his big canvas and
studied it for a long time without see.
ing it at all.
June was not only shocked, but filed
with compassion. She understood as
the man could not the reason for the
astounding change in the woman. The
sudden acquisition of property had
transformed her entire nature, had
given her a dizzy haughtiness, had
twisted her view until she placed an
utterly false valuation upon herself
and upon everything around her.
Money again! Always money!
Mrs. Durban's attitude had been
made in her by centuries of feminine
submission. The mothers who had
gone before had built this warped and
distorted ego. In all the ages gone
the man had owned all and the woman
nothing. She had been the creature
of his fancy, the slave OF his whim,
the recipient of his bounty.
Officer Dowd walked into the police
station just as the desk sergeant with
the sausage shaped red mustache gave
way to one with blue eye and a blue
chin, and the new incumbent greeted
Officer Dowd with effusive cordiality.
whats bringing you into my dis.
trict? Or are you OFF duty?"
Dan, you got a girl here by the
name Of Rose Hesper that claims to
know me, and just dropped in to mus
her"
you can look them all over II you've
time" granted the sergeant, and Dowd
walked back into the cell room. "Rosa
Hesper's in cell o.
"Why, hello Mariep exclaimed Dowd
what you in for?"
Marie looked up with a Jerk.
There's a little friend of mine here,
too" she explained. at was all a mis-.
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