The Meridian times. (Meridian, Idaho) 1909-1938, 1921-06-17
CHAPTER TWo-contlnued.

FL.
Its fact. Susan told me. MIR
Baker doesn't know the truth yet and
she doesn't dare TO tell him. She's
scared stiff, Pauline went over TO
Hazelmead last week to visit Emma
Stacy against his wishes. She met the
young man at dance. Susan got
letter from Pauline last night making
clean breast of the matter They
are married and stopping at hotel In
New York."
"My lord | should think she would
be scared stiff," said Mrs. Bling.
II think there Is good reason for
the stiffness OF Susan" said Mrs. Sim
gleton, the wife of the Congregational
minister. 1--WE all know that Mr.. Ba-
ker objected to these modern dances
and the way that Pauline dressed. He
used to say that 1t was walking on the
edge Of precipice."
There was a breath of silence In
which one could hear only faint rus
tie like the stir of some invisible
spirit.
Mrs. Bing sighed. Gle may be all
right" she said In low, calm voice.
But the indications are not favor
able" Mrs. Singleton remarked.
The gossip ceased abruptly, for the
girls We're coming from the palm
room.
The next morning Mrs. Bling went
% see Susan Baker to offer sympathy
aud helping hand. Mamie Bling was,
after all, a good-hearted woman. BY
this time, Mr.. Baker had been told.
| de had kicked hole In the long look
ing-glass In Paullnes bedroom and
flung pot OF rouge through the win
dow and scattered talcum powder all
aver the place and torn new silk
gown into rags and burned II In the
kitchen stove and left the house slam
ming the door behind him. Susan had
gone to bed and he had probably gone
TO The club or somewhere. Perhaps
he would commit suicide. OF all this,
II IS enough to say that for some hours
trere was abundant occupation for the
tender sympathles OF Mrs. j. Patterson
Bing. Before she left, Mr.. Baker had
returned for luncheon and seemed
10 be quite calm and self-possessed
when he greeted her In the hall below
stairs.
On entering her home, about one
o'clock. Mrs. Bling received a letter
from the hand of Martha.
Phyllis told me to give you this as
soon as you returned" said the girl,
what does this mean3' Mrs. Bling
whispered to herself. as she tore open
the envelope.
Her face grew pale and her hands
trembled as she read the letter.
Dearest Mamma 1t began, II am
i going to Hazelmead for luncheon with
Gordon King. | couldn't ask you be-
cause | didn't know where you were.
We have waited an hour am sure
you wouldn't want me to miss having
Il lovely time. shall be home before
ave. Don't tell fatherl He hates
Gordon so.
Phyllis
"The boy who Insulted herl NV
God y Mrs. Bling exclaimed In u 3whls-
per. She hurried 10 the door OF the
buffers pantry. Indignation was In
the sound OF her footsteps.
4 ''Marthal" she called.
Martha came,
TELL james to bring the big car at
once. I'm going TO Hazelmead."
Il without luncheonr the girl asked.
"Just give me sandwich aud ri
eat It In my handr
Il want you TO hurry" she said to
James as she entered tie glowing
limousine with the sandwich half con
sumed.
They drove at top speed over the
smooth, state road 70 the mill city. At
half past two, Mrs. Bling nllghted at
the fashionable Gray Goose Inn where
the best people had their luncheon
parties She found Phyllis and Cor
don in a coy alcove. slipping cognac
and smoking cigarettes, with an ice
tub and champagne bottle beside
them. TO tell the whole truth, II was
a timely arrival. Phyllis, with no no
ton OF the peril OF IT, was indeed hay-
ing "A lovely tiMe"--the time OF her
young life, In fact. For half an hour,
she had been hanging on the edge OF
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