The Beaver herald. [volume] (Beaver, O.T. [Okla.]) 1895-1923, 1915-02-11
"How peautItu yOu loOk tOnlsh.. my

dear.
DO you like it7" Jane inquired. I'm
so glad. because | had 1t made over
four times. and I'm almost satisfied
myself now"
Jane put her arm around her neigh.
bor's waist She looked saucily at
Brand.
Your wife never let's me forget that
she is five years my junior" she said.
But it's sweet OF her Just the same"
And with this strictly feminine para
dox tine exchange of suavities ceased.
They heard Bob's step on the stairs.
He shook hands with both.
"Awfully sorry to have kept you
waiting" he said. but with two such
charming ladies guess we won't mind
entering a little late. eh, Brand?'
They look good to me-" the million
aire agreed. Lets CO."
Mrs. Brand was, as Jane had said,
Ave years her junior. Just how this
fact ever came to be openly estab-
lished Is one of those mysteries that
must go unsolved OF course the one
never referred to II and the other
never forgot II. But Il existed and II
served as n sort OF balance wheel to
their respective attractions. For Jane
was OF type to which few years
one way or the other neither add nor
detract from beauty. II the discrep-
ancy had been the other way II might
have been noticeable Mrs. Brand was
blonde and beautiful one. She was
nearly as tall as Jane and slightly
more robust. Blue eyed and fair
skinned, with cheeks that drew their
color from a perfect constitution. not
from the embellishing touch OF rouge.
No lady's maid In all New York had
an easier task than Mrs. Brands and
than hers. In the clubs where II was
common talk that Brands patronising
hand had raised Reynolds out Of OBJ
security, this striking beauty OF the mil
lionaire's wife served as sort OF anti
dote to gossip. At least. men urged
II was a toss.up. and II Reynolds lost
he was fool From point OF eye they
we're wonderful pair and In that re
spect their husbands we're not far be
hind them. At the opera or among
the first nighters there wasn't a quar-
tette In the city that attracted more
attention. Brand was fairly popular
in the clubs, although he spent but
little time in them. Reynolds, the new
conner, was more so. He was nat
ural mixer and. whether he felt It ol
not. he maintained a cordial attitude
toward new friends that made hin
welcome. Time did not press on Bob
either. He had declined Brands offe
to 20 into the millionaire's firm and h,
drew his living from the street. Bran'
had made good as a prognosticatoI
I Money did make money. From tn
H time Bob buried his conscience an
H hurried over to New York after hi
H wife and went from her to Brand. h
H had had no cause to complain. Fort
4 thousand dollars was a good CRU
stake and with Brands assistance b
H had doubled II.
Only one thing worried Reynoldi
H His wifes mania for money was inss
H table.
n Jane" he had told her a few week
1 ago, we've got a fortune. Do yo
II realize Il? Eighty Thousand dollar,
/ Eighty thousand dollars and n fiftee
| thousand dollar home. Let's quit an
go away. With the rent from thi
place we'd have an income OF seven O
eight thousand and we could run a.
| over the world on that. You kno'
| how we used to hope and plan for tn
| day when we could see something Q
II other places. Not London and Pari
= and Berlin. but something really di
ferent. I'd like to go down into A
rica and India after some Of that bi
. game. Why, never shot anything |
my life larger than a rabbit and i
!. rather kill lion than get all III
n money in the subtreasury. Come ol
what do you say? You love the ou
y door life and we'll have the time {
=. our lives"
But Jane demurred.
Lets wait little while. Bob. We'y
only Just begun. Look what Brand
got and he isn't hunting lions"
= NO" he said resignedly, "he ism
- hunting them and he couldn't hit or
II he did. You got me into Brand
class 10 some extent. but you'll new
make him my model Of a man. ca
~ " cross his bridges but I've got SON
81 OF my own that make him stop ar
look. He found that out at school"
u He wasn't boasting. There was moi
N OF sadness than arrogance in his ton
~ but Jane noticed It: she held h,
peace. 1t was from that day th
et the bottle with the silver casing nee
~ ed much reflling in the Reynold
~ home.
y CTo BE CoNTINUED)
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