The Yale expositor., 1917-09-06

itor in speechless amazement
"Oh, I'm so sorry" faltered Helen,
but the tailor's boy delivered Mr..
Gordon's suit to us, and II came
to get Mr.. Curtis"
you came into my bedroomi This
is most astonishing! 1 never heard
OF such"
Mrs. Gordon, your maid couldn't
find the suit" in crimsoning embar-
rassment. "She suggested that I"
And you took advantage of an ig-
norant girl to go prying through my
things?'
"Prying?" famed Helen.
"You couldn't have waited until /
got homer"
We're dining out-AIr. Curtis il
waiting to dress"
The coat and vest Helen had taken
from the hanger, and now while Mrs.
Gordon looked on in contemptuous
silence, with burning cheeks and bun
Cling fingers she was trying to free
the trousers from the obstinate patent
holder.
AS Mrs. Gordon stood haughtily
aside TO let her pass, there was a
heavy step in the hall, and Mr.. Cor
don blocked the doorway.
In unaffected masculine amaZement.
he gazed at Helen. an incongruous fig
ure in her airy evening gown, awk-
wardly holding mans dress suit.
Mrs. Curtis was exploring our
closets when l came in" began Mrs.
Gordon maliciously. 1T seems the
tailor left her husbands suit here,
and she inveigled Jane to let her in
while we We're out"
"Oh, l say, Blanch, I'm sure Mrs.
Curtis didn't mean"
I've tried to apologize" quivered
Helen, "but Mrs. Gordon persists in
misunderstanding. The maid couldn't
find the suit-she suggested that I
come in and look for it. l suppose 1
shouldn't, but"
why, that was quite all right"
Mr.. Gordon was following her down
the hall. I'm sorry you've been in
cOnvenienced. Wait, allow me-" as
he opened the door.
"Oh, thank you" in murmured con-
fusion. But II shouldn't have gone
in while you We're out. l wouldn't if
I'd stopped to think"
"Please don't let ii distress you. I'll
explain to Mrs. Gordon, I'm sure she
didn't understand"
In her own apartment Helen flew
into the bedroom, where Warren was
waiting in tuning impotence.
Without a word she threw the suit
on the bed and ran into her own
room. The modification of that scene
was still too acute; just then she
could not rehearse ii.
In the rush of getting off, there was
no time for discussion. But in the
taxi Warren's keen glance rested APP
praisingly on her flushed face.
whats wrong?"
Mrs. Gordon came in while 1 was
there-while was going through her
closetr' dramatically.
Huh, that was q trifle awkward"
Then with chuckle, "Must've given
her a jolt. How'd she take it?"
Don't laugh" tensely. at couldn't
have been worse. She said 1 took adj
vantage Of an ignorant girls permits
sion to pry through her things"
"She did, eh?" angrily. "Thats put
ting it pretty strong"
"That wasn't half Then Mr.. Cor
don came in, but he was very cour-
teOus-he tried to smooth things
over"
"Yes, guess Gordon's a pretty de-
cent sort-but that's the difference in
mans attitude. You and Mrs. Cor
don have IL In for each other-you two
are always squabbling."
"Squabblingr Indignantly. 1--WE
hardly spoken to her."
A moments silence as, swirling a
corner with reckless speed, they just
missed colliding with a heavy motor
truck.
"Guess that did look pretty bad"
muttered Warren refectively, "you
rummaging around in there. Don't
much blame her for handing 1t to you"
''Why, you suggested it," smarting
under this injustice. "You had to
have your suit-you said we couldn't
stand on ceremony"
ooh, well, it's over now" putting
aside the unpleasant incident with
masculine Indifference. Forget itr'
eff only they didn't live on the same
floor!" deaf to Warren's careless phi.
losophy. am always meeting her in
the hall. And now-oh, it'll be un-
speakable meeting her nowl"
"Yes. you're in Dutch with her, all
right, but what's the diff? Don't want
to be too chummy with close neighbors
anyway" Then as the cab lurched up
before a pretentious apartment house:
Hope we get decent dinner here
not lot Of fancy samples. feel like
some real nourishment."
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