The Detroit times., 1915-03-25

June and Bouncer. They heard the
man telephoning for his racer at
nearby garage, and while Mrs. VII
lard was still packing her clothing
her husband came along the hall
He stopped at the door.
II don't think you will find that
your new line OF work will pay you
as well as being my wife," the man
snarled.
Mrs. Willard sprang TO the door
and closed II In his face. and WI.
lard laughed mockingly.
"He Is a BEAST said Mrs. Willard
and sat down. rs n she wished to
say something more. There was the
sound Of wheels ut the door. Mrs
Willard suddenly buried her face in
her hands and cried.
June left her sobbing and went
TO pack her own apparel.
Money! Again June was face to
face with another angle of that eter-
nal problem, which, II seemed 10 her
had complicated the entire relation
ship OF men and women. Mrs. VII
lard had plainly and palpably sold
herself. and the price Is never great
enough for any woman who has done
that. Always In June's rapidly wild
ening observation the man gave and
the woman received. and her very
dependence made the question OF
matrimony one OF essential barter
and sale. II was wrong X de
stroyed the very source and fount Of
love. Was there no remedy? June.
shaken though she was by her pain.
ful experience OF the morning, was
strengthened In her own resolve.
The answer go the problem was in
dependence even though she suffer
ed In the attainment OF II. even
though Ned suffered. Their love
would be all the stronger for II, and
II would be pure always.
Could she have seen Ned al that
moment all her theories and all her
deductions would have taken swift
flight. and she would have bathed
with her tears the swollen wrist
which he had just freed from the
rough rope that had bound Il.
Slowly and with infinite pain Ned
finally freed his hands. They were
quivering as, with mighty effort
he raised them to the back OF his
head and fumbled with the knot
which held his gag in place. It
seemed ages before he was able to
remove that tight bandage. He re-
moved the tight thongs from around
his ankles. He limped awkwardly
for half mile, bent and stopped
like an old man, but exercise re-
stored him, and by the time he
found road he was his vigorous
self again and full OF the logged de-
termination which had led him so
far In the pursuit of his runaway
bride.
Down the highway a mile or so he
found an obscure roadhouse, and
he strobe In at the saloon door.
While ordering a "bracer' for his
shattered nerves he saw his two cap
tors sitting at a table. He rushed
madly at them and knocked them
both to the floor. Dashing out of
the place. he saw their auto. He
jumped In. pressed the starting but.
ton and sped away.
The house OF Mrs. Willard was
closed and locked when Ned arrived
there at 2 o'clock in the afternoon.
In the meantime June and Mrs.
Willard and Bouncer were snugly
esconced in a pleasant hotel down
town, and before her at the writing
table Mrs. Willard held open bank
book. It's figures represented the
price she had received for the sale
OF her 10 best years, and she had
spent an hour In the debate OF
whether to give up her earnings.
June had been taken into that de-
bate, but she had been able 10 offer
no argument on either side. She
had realized at last great and sad
dening truth-that every woman's
problem must be for herself alone.
Marie meantime, with Officer
Dowd as interpreter had telephoned
everywhere for news OF Ned War
ner. but without result. then in de-
spair she telephoned the Willard
house to excuse her absence to
June. That number did not answer