East Oregonian : E.O. (Pendleton, OR) 1888-current, 1915-04-21
EIGHTH EPISODE.
Rer Husbands Enemies.
cHAPTER !.


"HE beautiful runaway bride opened her eyes
in daEed bewilderment, to nnc herself gaz-
ing up into the dark, handsome face Of the
black Vandyked mani She was in his armsl
She felt another clasp about her-the man with the
white mustache Gilbert Blye gently released his
hold Of her, and the white mustached man turned
TO carry her up the hill Her eyes closed again.
Gilbert Blye, freed Of his beautiful burden hur.
ried up the embankment to where bis luxurious
limousine stood by the side Of the broken rail- As
he jumped into the drivers seat and put his foot on
the clutch and his hand on the brake he glanced
down at the scene OF the accident The taxi leaned
against a sturdy tree, which had stopped It from
fatal tumble. Blyes chauffeur the wide featured
Scatti, was bringing up the unconscious driver Of
the taxi The vivacious brunette and the heavy
man with the thick lidded eyes were helping Mrs
Willard That gentle faced woman had insisted
upon walking. but she came with a painful limp
and her face was drawn and white. Blye started
the car forward with a Jerk, turned It dexterousy
in the narrow road and jumping down, arranged
the cushions with q swiftly certain hand
When June again opened her eyes Blye was brush
ing back her soft brown hair from her pale fore
head. but be was not holding her. She was in the
luxurious limousine, with her head plowed on the
shoulder Of the white mustached man, 0rln Cum
nlngham, and his arm was about her. She straight
is black eyes glowing down upon her, smiled reas-
ringy. The car started and she turned to look
Mrs Willard, who sat beside her with compressed
The injured taxi driver was up in 'front.' sup
....,d by the heavy lidded man. The runaway
'e closed her eyes again and sank back Into the
pport which she so much detested
Blyel How much he had been in her life since
he had run away from Ned And little did June
know that Ned. through his detective, had obtained
The number of the auto in which she had driven
that day The number was M60710T
Honorla Blye received telephone message from
Bin Wolf few hours after the time Of the auto
accident
"You husband hez gone to his club he said
huskily.
The wife drove hastily to the club entrance. She
met Wolf, who pointed to the chauffeur Scatu,
saying:
There's your husbands driver
Honorla saw Scatu standing beside her husbands
Limousine.
"Td like to make you little present" said Homo
ria In sugared accents, and, fumbng In her pocket
book, she produced bill
scatt turned to her with alacrityy and every line
in bis broad, low face widened
Now you'll tell me where Mr.. Blye was this
evening, won't your" she wheeded.
The smile faded from scatts lines
Aren't you going to tell meT And the voice rose
another notch
No answer
"GIve me back that money! she screamed.
There were thirty-seven lights to be counted be-
fore the perspective merged in blur. Scatt calmly
inspected them all in deep absorption, but during
the entire time that one narrow slit Of an eye had
a dancing geam in It.
HOnoria scowled back at the imposing entrance to
the club The doors stood wide open. Inside the
nod oft
ants, Beyond was a marble columned hail. and at
the end Of that, through an arched opening, was
paneled screen
Suddenly Honoria dashed up the steps which no
woman had ever trod and before any one could stop
her had rounded the paneed screen and stood In
the grill room, amid wilderness OF oaken tables
at nearly all OF which sat men busy sending curling
wreaths OF incense toward the high gilded ceiling.
There were glasses before most Of the men, and
dense and painful silence peryaded the place, al
though as Honoria had rushed through the hall she
had heard the loud babbe Of animated conversation
The men In that club were turned to speechless
clay at the sight Of this fumlng appartlon.
"There you are" she screamed, and as her gaze
settled from its swift rowing into Axed direction
one man came to life and rOse-the black Vandyked
Gilbert Blye "There you areT she screamed again,
and she started to twist her way among the tables
toward her long lost mate, "You will stay away
from home, ehl You will run around with other
womenl You wi"-
A door In the corner opened and closed and GU.
bert Blye was on the other side Of III fat man
laughed Honora Blye turned on them all and be-
gan to tell them Just what she thought Of their
club. A half dozen attendants regained conscious
ness and crowded round her One Of them indulg-
ing in soothing talk accidentally laid his hand on
her sleeve and she left four red lines his face.
For the hrst time in It's dgnided history that club
resounded with the shrill echoes Of confirmed
scod. The chuckling fat mar achieved an inspira-
tion He came up and said cOn6dentlally:
"Your husband is slipping out Of the basement"
When Honoria reached the imposing entrance she
was Just in time to see Scattl sammlng the door OF
tie luxurious limousine and as that brilliantly light
I'd car sped down the street with Gilbert Blye re-
, ming comfortably amid the soft cushions peal
laughter filed the block
tonoria sprang into her electric coupe and, turn
IN all the Juice" wheeled down the street in
4 pursuit But at last she gave up the chase
aud went home