The Wheeling intelligencer. [volume] (Wheeling, W. Va.) 1903-1961, 1915-01-11
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X dishonest"
Warren's only answer was
an indifferent shrug as be Tipped the
ashes from his cigar TO the edge Of
his salad plate.
And the brazen way she denied
III" persisted Helen Indignantly. "She
kept saying II was hers! I had to get
the bolt and show her where she'd
cut IL on before she'd admit she d
taken a."
On. well. what's few ribbons?"
If she takes ribbons. she'll take
other things. I'll always feel can't
trust" Then as Emma entered
with the coffee: Did you have a busy
day. dear? Many people in?"
Emma's usually placid face was
slightiy flushed. Had she been lis
tening? Helen waited until they were
in teh library. out Of reach of pos
sible eavesdropping. then she went on
heatediy:
TITS the feeling that she goes
through my things when I'm out
that's what makes me wild. That rib
bon was In a box way In the back
OF the drawer-she had to go through
everything 70 find H."
Lock your door,
"Oh. ! can't lock up things. ] won't
have girl ! can't trust"
We'll. it's up to you. Fire her II
you want to-but she's an Al cook /"
And. drawing up a chair for his feet,
Warren settled back with the paper.
Helen took up the last woman's
Journal and tourned TO The Wars
Influence on Early Spring Fashions. -
Many OF the new coats show a
military tendency in both cut and fin
ish. Braids and brass buttons are
much In favor. and there is a marked
."
Her mind passed unmeaningly over
the words. She was thinking of some
narrow lace in the same drawer with
that ribbon-and all that sachet she
had brought from London.
Throwing down the magazine,
Helen ran into her room and got out
the lace. There was so much OF a.,
several yards might have been cut of !:
she could not tell But the sachet was
all there-four unopened bottles. the
one on her dresser and one she had
given Carrie.
While she had these things out.
Helen started TO straighten her draw
ct. her mind still revolving around
the problem OF Emma.
What's going on in there" called
Warren complainingly. who. although
buried in his paper. always wanted
her with him in the evening.
I'm just a minute. dear; I'm putting
away some things"
Before going back to the library,
Helen went out to the kitchen TO
speak about the corn mullins for
breakfast. But Emma was not there
She had hurried through her dishes
and was gone-probably to the
movies" with Mrs. Carson's maid.
The kitchen was dark. but in En-
mas room the light was still burn
ing. AS Helen went in to turn 70 of.
she glanced about disapprovIngIy.
The dusty bureau was Uttered with
hairpins. curriers' and picture post
cards. One OF the drawers was half
open. giving a glance at the confusion
within. soiled corset and some old
slippers were on the window sill.
Helen stood with her hand raised
TO switch of the light. struggling
with a sudden impulse to look through
Emma's things. She had always re-
spected the privacy OF a girls room.
but Emma had taken that ribbon and
she had a right to know II she had
taken anything else.
Hesitatingly she turned TO the
dresser and opened the top drawer.
Underneath a tangle OF soiled hand
kerchiefs. collars and buttons. Helen
was amazed to find number OF
things she had thrown AWAY
broken comb, velvet rose. an