Fulton County tribune. (Wauseon, Ohio) 1883-1925, 1916-11-03
CHAPTER v-coutlnuod.


CHAPTER V--continued.
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"where's Miss Law2" he asked.
II dunno-go ask Max"
"Where is he7" .
'You can search me; last l saw Of
him he was tearing the star dressln'
room up by the roots" ,.
Whitaker hurried on just in time to
see Max disappearing In the direction
OF the stage door, at which point he
caught up with him. and from the
managers disjointed catechism Of the
doorkeeper garnered the information
that the star had hurried out Of the
building while Max was making his
announcement before the curtain.
Max swung angrily upon Whitaker.
''Oh, it's you, is it2 Perhaps you can
explain what this means7 She was
looking straight at you when she dried
up | saw her"
Perhaps you'd better find Miss Law
and ask her" Whitaker Interrupted.
Have you any idea where she's
goneT
"HOme. probably" Max snapped in
return
"COme on, then. Passing his arm
through the MANAGERS, Whitaker drew
him out into the alley. "We1l get a
taxi before this mob"
But. look here-what business've
you got mixing ing'
ASK Miss Law" said Whitaker,
shortly. 1t had been on the tip Of his
tongue to tell the man fatty: 'T'm her
husband" But he retained wit enough
to deny himself the satisfaction Of this
shattering rejoinder. II know her." be
added; that's enough for the pres
ent."
At the entrance TO the alley Max
paused to listen to the uproar within
his well-beloved theater.
A ard give i've thousand gold dollars
II / hadn't met you this afternoon y
he groaned. IL always knew that WON.
an was a Jonah ~
you We're calling her your mascot
two hours ago"
She'll be the death of me, yet" the
little man insisted gloomily. He
stopped short. jerking his arm free
Look here, I'm not going. I've got my
work cut out for me back there"-witl
Jerk Of his head toward the theater.
Whitaker hesitated. then without re
gret decided to lose him. 1t would b,
as well to get over the impending In
terview without third factor. Y
very WE'LL" he said, beckoning
taxicab in to the curb. whats tn,
addressf' tHr
Max gave II sullenly.
$50 long" he added morosely a
Whitaker opened the cab door; "sorr,
ever laid eyes on you"
Whitaker settled back In the cal
and, oblivious to the lights of Broud
way streaming past, tried to think. |
suddenly presented itself to his reason
with shocking force. that his attitud
must be humbly and wholly apologeti,
1t was singular case he had com
home to find his wife on the point G
marrying another man-and she wa
the one entitled to feel aggrieved
Strange twist of the eternal triangle
Far too soon the macI,>ne swerve
into Fifty-seventh street. slipped hal
way down the block. described a wid
arc to the northern curb and pulle
MP. trembling. before a modest moder
residence between Sixth and Seveut
avenues.
Reluctantly Whitaker got out nm
on suspicion, told the chauffeur
wait. Then, with all the alacrity
condemned man ascending the sea
fold. he ran up the steps, to the froI
door.
A man-servant answered his I'll
Without undue delay. e.
Was Miss Law at home? He wou
see.
This indicated thnt she was at hon
Whitaker rendered a card with his 81
name penciled utter thnt of Mr.. Hu,
Morten In. engraved script. %.
. He stared round him with pardo
able wonder. II this were truly {
home Of Mary Lndislus whitaker-h
property-he had builded fur bet,
than he could possibly huve forese
with that Investment of five hundr
dollars six years since. Soft, shad
lights, rare furnishings, the rich
delicate atmosphere of exquisite tas
the hush and orderly perfection of
home made and maintained with {,
summate art these furnished him W
dim. provoking intimatiOns of an in
vldunlity to which he wns q strangeI
less than stranger-nothlng.
Almost Immediately he beca
aware Of feminine footsteps on
staircase-there entered to him a Ia
we'll past middle age, with the dign
and polse consistent with her years,
manifest breeding and her iron-gl
hair.
"Mr. whitnkerT
He bowed.
II am Mrs. Secretan, a friend
Miss Laws. She has asked me to
that she begE to be excused. ut le
for tonight. And am further INSTR
ed to ask II you will be good enol
to leave your address"
Certainly: I'm stopping at the r
Carlton but"-he demurred-"l sho
like to leave note, If may-T
Mrs. Secretan nodded an ass
"You Will find materials In the d
there" she added. indicating an
critoire.
Thuut'r~ her. Whitaker sat do