Iron County record. [volume] (Cedar City, Utah) 1893-1982, 1921-04-01
CHAPTER TWo-continued.

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 a dance. Susan got
letter from Pauline last night making
a clean breast Of the matter. They
are married and stopping at hotel in
New York"
'My lord l should think she would
be scared stiff," said Mrs. Bing.
II think there is good reason for
the stiffness of Susan" said Mrs. Sin
gletOn, the wife of the Congregational
minister. ave 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 preciplce."
There was breath of silence in
which one could hear only faint rus
tie like the stir of some invisible
spirit.
Mrs. Bling sighed. HE may be all
right" she said in a low, calm voice.
"Butsthe indications are not favor
able" Mrs. Singleton remarked.
| The gossip ceased abruptly, for the
girls were coming from the palm
room.
The next morning Mrs. Bling went
Ia see Susan Baker TO offer sympathy
sud helping hand. Mamie Bling was,
after all, good-hearted woman. By
this time, Mr.. Baker had been told.
He had kicked hole In the long look
ing-glass in Pauline's bedroom and
flung pot of rouge through the win
dow and scattered talcum powder all
aver the place and torn q new silk
| gown iDCo rags and burned IL 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 ihe club or somewhere. Perhaps
he would commit suicide. OF all this,
II IS enough to say that for some hours
tfere was abundant occupation for the
tender sympathies of Mrs. ]. 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. Bing received letter
from the hand of Martha.
phyllis told me to give you this az
soon as you returned" said the girl
"What does this mean?" 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, IL am
going TO Hazemead for luncheon with
Gordon King, | couldn't ask you be-
cause | didn't know where you were.
Wa have waited an hour. am sure
you wouldn't want me To miss having
lovely time. | shall be home before
five. Don't tell father He hates
Gordon so,
phyllis"
"The boy who insulted her! My
God !" Mrs. Bling exclaimed in whis-
per. She hurried to the door of the
buffers pantry. Indignation was In
the sound of her footsteps.
Martha !" she called.
Martha came.
"Tell James to bring the big car at
once. I'm going TO Hazelmead."
"Without luncheon?" the girl asked.
"Just give me a sandwich and I'll
eat it In my hand"
II want you to hurry" she said TO
James as she entered the glowing
limousine with the sandwich half con-
sumed.
They drove at top speed over the
smooth, state road to the mill city. At
half past two. Mrs. BIng alighted at
The fashionable Gray Goose inn where
the best people had their luncheon
parties. She found Phyllis and Cor
Ion in a coy alcove, slipping cognac
md smoking cigarettes, w,,h an ice
rub and champagne bottle beside
hem. To tell the whole truth II was
timely arrival. Phyllis, with no no.
ion Of the peril of 1t, was indeed hav-
| NC "a lovely time"-the time of her