South Bend news-times. (South Bend, Ind.) 1913-1938, 1915-02-14

ufSn and a sum OF money. There were
no slips for men. but there were index
cards about men. June puzzled as to
what sort OF business this might be.
The page girl swished In with one OF
the memorandum slips. The yellow
head. whose face was puffy and more
highly colored than was wholesome.
took the slip. looked at the name on IL.
frowned. shook her head and went out
with the girl. She entered the salon
and stood surveying the scene With
cold abstraction. Around a long abIe
sat the women whom June had seen.
They all had cards In front OF them
and stacks Of playing chips. and raw
boned woman sitting on a higher chair
than the rest was dealing. The yellow
haired woman fixed her attention on
the gambler next TO the dealer. She
was a fluffy blond with a feverish gilt
ter In her eyes. and she was bent so in
tentiy upon the fall of the cards that
she did not notice the door open and
close
Poor June! She glanced about her
with growing repugnance She was
abJectly miserable, and suddenly she
was sObbing.
Ned Why had she run away from
himI
In the gambling room the fluffy blond
who had played so feverishly staked
and lost the last chip In front Of her
She turned impatiently 10 look for the
page girl. She met instead the cold.
hard eye OF the yellow haired woman.
who quietly mOtioned her The player
rose reluctantly. and fright came into
her face as she followed into the hall
and to the little office where June had
been installed.
You've reached the limit, Mrs. Per
~" announced the yellow haired wo-
man, turning on the unlucky one sharp
ly as she closed the door. Here is the
l. D. U. Belle brought to me. / have
not o. KID It"
ats only for $50" faltered Mrs.
Perry.
II wouldn't o. K. il for 90 cents. -
snapped the other. Nov. l want &C.
ton You'll telephone your husband
from this ROOM
mo. mop The woman wTung her
hands. I'll talk to him tonightp'
81 know that game" she scorned.
and from June's desk she took an In
dex card.
"Eight-O-eight-o Garden" she told
the new secretary. ASK for Mr.. Per
ry, and say that his wife wishes to
speak with him."
Nor cried Mrs. Perry Historically,
and reached over June's shoulder 60
take the phone. The new secretary
had made no move toward the phone.
She was staring at the yellow haired
woman in establishment. That deter
mined person was not one tc wrangle
/, in emergencies. She snatched up the
phone herself and called the number.
You women think I'm a mark" she
sc0rnfully stated to Mrs. Perry while
she waited. You'd sting me for q
thousand dollars rather than sting your
husband for 1t. See this card?' She held
1t out 1t contained the name Of jackson
w. Perry, his business address, his home
address. his financial rating. probable
income, clubs and telephone numbers
And the unfortunate Mrs. Perry seem
ed to shrink into hopeless despair as
she realized the implacable organiza'
ton against which she had pitted her
self. "Mr. Perry, please" The yellow
/ haired wOman's voice had undergone
a complete change. 1t was very pleas
ant OF infection. though It rasped
His wife wishes to speak with him.
She handed over the telephone, and
June, seeing Mrs. Perry's unsteadiness
rose and compassionately gave the wO
! man her chair. The yellow haired one
walked calmly over to her own desk anC
| took up the extension phone
June looked at her hat and coat. She
seemed quite bewildered- She could
not quite understand what this was al
| about, but she did know that 1t wa,
all unpleasant and heartless and de
/ grading. She was starting TO go wher
something on Mrs. Perry's face touch
ed her sympathies ana held her.
Eyes. it's Gwen" trembled Mrs. Per
~, her nervous fingers cIutching des
perately to keep the quaver from be
voice. II hope I haven't interrupt
ed anything important"
mot very" The mans voice coulC
be heard distinctly outside the phone.
'Jack"-the voice was full OF plead
ing-'T-I have TO have some money"
The frown OF the yellow haired wo
man deepened as she listened to tn,
mans reply.
AZ know it's a week before my allow
ance is due" urged Mrs. Perry. ana
now she turned her eyes imploringl,
toward the stony, yellow haired one
But just must have 1t! Eight hun
dred dollars
The mans voice doomed an incredu
lOus exclamation over the wire; thel
q sharp question
"Why-why, it's to pay billsl Yes
yes. Jack. know | was supposed {,
keep them paid out OF my allowance