The Powder River County examiner and the Broadus independent. [volume] (Broadus, Mont.) 1919-1935, 1919-07-11
CHAPTER XIV.

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Broadway. She dared not 60 back to
Mrs. Chivvis just yet with her bad
news. She thought of asking Clay for
a loan. She swept the appalling idea
from her brain with a puff Of derision.
Besides, he was out of town, Bayard
had said. She thought of asking Tom
Duane for it. She tried to blow that
idea from her mind, but 1t kept drift
ing back like bit of stubborn thistle.
down. She could not outwalk 1t.
At length she grew SO desperate
that she stopped at telephone booth
and brazenly called up Duane's num-
Der. He CHANGED to be at home. When
he heard her voice he cried:
"Oh Lord. it's good to hear you.
Sing again, sing again, nightingale!
I'm no nightingale. I'm business
woman. offering you an investment"
She told him the whole story. The
name of Mrs. Romilly made him whis-
tie. "Old Gorgon Zola," he called her,
and added, "You're made woman"
"Rut the clothes aren't made. and
can't make 'em till I get some money.
Would you-could you advance me a
little on the most excellent security p
"How much do you want? Where
shall bring it?''
Mail twO-er-five hundred dollars
to the shop. will you? And can never
thank you enough"
flush. It's me that thanks you.
Don't you want more?"
mo, thanks"
ut will be there in the early mail
and may call round later to put a
mortgage or something on the place."
"Good-by." she chuckled. and hung
up the receiver. She was crying soft
~ as she stole from the blessed booth
and she looked less like q successful
business woman than ever.
Something made her think Of Weth-
erell. She stopped of at Bayard's
floor and rang the bell. Leila's new
butler admitted her with pomp. Daph.
ne walked past him into the drawing
room. Leila and Wetherell were
standing there in heavy coats. They
seemed to be little shocked at seeing
Daphne. She was horribly hurt ut
seeing them, but she chirruped:
"Just come int"
"Just going out" Leila answered,
kissing Daphne nervously.
"WhereT' Daphne asked, with in.
trepidity. as she shook hands with
Wetherell-a prize-fighter's prelimi-
nary handshake 1t was.
"Oh-er-just motoring about a
Bit"
"Thanks--1'd love it." Daphne dared
to say. almost as much amazed as
they were Mt hearing her accept the
invitation that had not been given.
She was quite shameless from their
point of view. hut she felt that it
would he objectionable to let her
brothers wife 60 unrebuked or at
least unaided and unchaperoned on a
cruise so per!lous to reputation if not
to character.
While she was Mt the miserable
business she decided to make q good
job Of it. When they went down to
the car she squeezed In between Leila
and Wetherell. Leila blanched with
jealousy and cold rage.
They dined at Long Beach and
watched the dancers, in sullen mood.
Wetherell ordered much champagne
and would not listen to Leila's pleas
that he let 1t alone. He frightened her
q little by his reckless mood. and
Daphne began to dread the journey
home In the dark with champagned
hands on the steering wheel.
After Daphne and he had executed a
funeral dance Leila was emboldened
to step out with him. They talked
very earnestly and he seemed to hor-
rify her by what he said to her.
Daphne could not imagine what 1t
was. Bayard had not told her Of Weth.
erell's downfall from power.
Wetherell confessed his disgrace to
Leils in the dance. and Leila was sick.
ened with the sordid outcome Of her
romance. She had played with IRE
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