The Beaver herald. [volume] (Beaver, O.T. [Okla.]) 1895-1923, 1917-01-11
thing when he's drunk.


thing when he's drunk. ms
latest fancy pretty. Of course,
but from some western village,
I believe can't possibly last.
why should ltT' The words were pur-
posely made audible. and during to
rest OF the meal. when Mrs. Thomp-
SON Bellaire was not bitingly sarcastic
TO Lorelel she was extensively patron
izlng.
After dinner LoreleI had better op-
portunity than during the afternoon OF
becoming acquainted with the women
OF the party, but the experience was
not pleasant. She was made to under
stand that they regarded her not as
Bob's wife In any real sense. but rather
as his latest and most heeting fancy
His marriage they seemed to look upon
as a bizarre adventure. such as might
happen 10 any man In their set who
was looking for amusement.
There was more dancing during the
evening. Miss wyeth continued to
monopolIze Bob. and Lorelel was Of
Tended TO note tba. his resistance gave
signs OF weakening. She smothered
ed gently, only to find that he was in
no condition to listen. The dinner had
been too much for him.
There were many gayeties to enllven
the party. and, although outward de-
cencies were observed after fashion.
IoreleI was slckened by the sheer
license that she felt on every hand.
She had n wild desire TO make her ex-
cuses and escape from Fennellcourt,
but Bob had disappeared. and she gath
cred that he and Bert were playing or
some fabulous wager in the billiard
room. Pleading headache. she ex-
cused herself as soon as she could.
$50 sorry" said Mrs. Fennell: then.
with n knowing laugh: There's TO
likelihood OF Boh's annoying you for
some time"
Once I'm her room, Lorelei gave way
TO the indignation that had been slow
ly growing In her breast. How dared
Rob introduce her 70 such peoplel IL
this was the world IN which he had
moved before his marriage. he had
shown his wife an insult by bringing
her into II. Surely people like the Fem
nels, Bert Hayman, Mrs. Thompson
Bellalre, the Madden woman. were not
typical members of New York's exclu-
slve circlesi Applied to them, smart
was a laughably inadequate term; they
were worse than fast; they were frank
ly vicious. This was more than gay
weekend party; II was an orgy. Lore
lei's anger at her betrayal was so keen
that she dared not send for Bob imme-
diately for fear OF speaking too vio-
lently. but she assured herself that sh .
would leave In the morning, even
though he chose to remain.
Still In blazing temper, she dis
Tobed ami sat down to calm herself and
. to wait fer her husband. A half-hour
a passed. then another; at last she seri
a maid in quest OF him. but the report
she received was not reassuring; Bct
4 was scarcely in condition to come u
; his room. Lorelers lips were white a
I she dismissed the servant.
BY and by the music ceased. sh'
o heard people passing In the hail. and
e distinguished Betty Fennell's voice bid
o ding good night to someone. Still sh'
waited.
When Mt last the door opened Hsy
q man stood on the threshold, peering a
her. She saw that he was considerably
n drunken than when she had ESCAPED
9 from his attentions, but evidently h'
q knew quite well what he was about
kindly get out, and close the doc
Q after you" she directed, still w.thou
II raising her voice.
TIE intruder took no warning from
n her crisp tones nor from the fact tina
i her twilight eyes were as dark as |
o midnight sky. She stepped to he