The Richmond palladium and sun-telegram. [volume] (Richmond, Ind.) 1907-1939, 1915-06-30
"A Man and His Wife,
Duvas Dropped Handkerchief Adds the Trouble the
Household
Virginia Terhune Van de Water.

by Virginia Terhune Van de Water.
As Isabel emerged from the little
Tor on the morning after Johns
hing at the club, she came face to
with Cynthia, who was passing
ugh the hall on her way to the
en-. The maid stared in surprise at
mistress swollen face and heavy
Then she glanced beyond her
the parlor where the disarranged
o. cushiones and the rumpled silk
,ovdffet bore silent witness that some
body had slept there.
Amt you well, ma'am?" she asked,
riously.
With the suspicious nature peculiar
her race she was ready to scent a
Btery here.
I'm perfectly WELL" the mistress
piled quickly. But I was wakeful
night and feared that my tossing
out would disturb Mr.. Hamilton. so
lay down in here for few hours"
"Yas M" the maid said, Il see"
y Something in her tone annoyed lisa.
bel. Perhaps had she herself not been
painfully conscious Of the events Of
last night she might not have thought
that the maid suspected an irregular
ity Of some sort. She wished that she
had not met the girl in the hall. Why
need such things happen? And why
must one always lie to extricate ones
self from a predicament?
On thing was certain. John must get
up and appear as usual at the break
fast table Cynthias suspicious could
do no harm. yet Isabel wished to allay
them. Why had the maid looked at
kher so inquisitively?
The wife did no call her husband
hntil she was almost dressed. Waking
him was no easy task, and as he start
ed to get up he turned pale. Isabel
\knew that his head ached, but said
pothing about it. She had decided that
he should be the first one to speak of
his error.
Yet, when breakfast was announced
and she went to his dressing room to
summon him to that meal her resolu-
lion faltered as she noticed that he
WINGED with pain.
you have a headache, haven't you
john" she asked as she might have
addressed a stranger.
Eyes" he murmured, but without
meeting her eyes.
Il will get you something for it" she
ksaid.
She got him an aspirin tablet and
glass Of water. and told herself that
she was magnanimous not to remind
] him what had brought him to this
ktate. She did not wish to talk Of it
ow, yet II she did not put him on his
guard, his pallor and silence would
Increase the servants conjectures that
hll was not as usual with her employ
ers.
John" the wife ventured. Il don't
|Swant to remind you OF anything disa-
greeable but wish you would try to
act like yourself this morning at the
! table. If you don't Cynthia will know
kthat something's wrong"
"Cynthia!' he exclaimed, setting
aown the glass from which he had
khirstily drained the last drop of wa
\er. who cares what she thinks? And
THAT'S wrong. anyway"
His tone annoyed her. She had been
nd and tolerant with him-and here
was talking as if he had done moth
z incorrect or improper.
Wrong" she repeated. When you
ink of your condition last night you
ust know what was wrong"
He frowned angrily. I'm know that
made great fuss over the fact
at some punch gave me a head
ehe," he retorted. Il am very sorry
pu recalled to my mind what you
i'd would rather forget that my
life did me the injustice of accusing
Il of intoxication when I was really
bly, ILL.,"
IN" There was incredulty and
proach in the tone. DO you mean
say
i mean to say" he interrupted i'm
tiently. that breakfast has been
ady for some time. l don't want to
scuss last n:ght-please."
Heaven knows l don't want to-"
said, II am too much ashamed of
He did not answer her Instead, he
liked across the hall into the din
s-room, and she needs must follow
m In spite of her indignation
tainst him. she was glad to see that
did not appear as i'll as he did a
Wv minutes ago. His anger had
Aused the color to come to his
cheeks.
Cynthia brought in the breakfast,
nd the mistress began to talk as
sual 81 see," she remarked lightly
ethat a storm is on its way here.
a hope it will not reach us soon.
want to go downtown today
Please. sir-you done drop dis
las night" 1t was Cynthia who spoke.
Isabel. glancing up from the morn
ing paper, saw that the servant was
! holding out a handkerchief towards
John.
! 4 dropped it," John asked. Then,