The Topeka state journal. [volume] (Topeka, Kansas) 1892-1980, 1921-07-27
THE REVOLT OF
VERA SANDERSON
SAUCE FOR THE GANDER-SAUCE
FOR THE GOOSE.
BY JANE PHELPS

SAUCE FOR THE GANDER-SAUCE
FOR THE GOOSE.
Chapter 81.
Even yet that summer spent in the
to me. There is no use in, recording
the daily chickering's. the disagree
ments. Keith was SO busy, at least he
said SO, that often he remained in
town during the week, sleeping at his
club, and only coming down for the
weekend. I really suffered. Not only
was 1 unhappy in my environment,
but 1 knew that Mrs. De Lisle had
also remained in town, contrary to her
usual custom. When talking with
Margaret, she had said:
II never have remained in town.
But it is so cool and there are the roof
gardens, the inns where one can mo-
tor for dinner. and other pleasures. 1
shall try it. If don't like it, I'll come
down and find a place near you
She had not come.
To me who knew OF her intimacy
with Keith, and intimacy that even
to myself called only friendship" it
was torture to know she was where
he could-and did, as 1 found out
spend evenings with her.
Had I been happier in my own en-
perhaps bnOulQ NOT nave
SO constantly dwelt upon this intimacy.
but unhappy. alone, away from ErnIa.
1 had no outlet for my misery, so self
pity, worry, and anxious, unpleasant
thoughts took up much of my time.
We were in mourning for mother, so
could not take part in the social af-
fairs of the summer colony. Gloria
and Irene were the only members of
the family who did so, and theirs were
simple outdoor childish pleasures.
often longed to join them, but if 1 so
much as mentioned doing anything
Margaret accused me of pretending 1
cared for Mother Sanderson, so she
would leave me something.
About the middle of August, Tom
Benedict came down to the country
club, which was near us. for his vaca-
ton. He called, of course. 1 was
awfully glad to see him, and he knew
it. Margaret said ''gushed'' like a
school girl.
After Tom came down I was not
quite so miserable. simply because
was not quite so lonely. had not SO
many hours to think and fret. He
used to meet me when took my long
morning walks-Margaret monopolized
the car in the country as in town, and
walking had been my only exercise. I
had thought of buying a saddle horse
or hiring one with a part of the money
in the bank, but something held me
back and seemed to tell me Il would
need it all. So each morning after
June was dressed and attended to, L
left her with the nurse and wandered
off by myself nursing my unhappiness
until the beauty of the day or the ex-
ercise would cheer me.
1t was nice to have a companion.
This was all that was IN my mind
as day after day Tom Benedict met
me and we sauntered along the coun-
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and rested under the trees.
Naturally we were observed,
81 hear you have been walking
with Tom Benedict lately" Margaret
said one morning as 1 was leaving the
house.
"Yes?"
people will talk. and I am sure
Keith would be very angry If he
knew"
Then let him come down and walk
with me himself" 1 replied.
You know he is busy
Not too busy to take others out
even in business hours" Tom had
| told me only the day before that he
| had met Keith several times motor
| ing with Alice De Isle, and also had
seen them at road houses in the coun-
try about New York.
! 1 said no more but hurried away.
followed by her gasp of astoni6hment.
Never had before allowed her to
see that I knew anything of Keith 8
movements as they applied to the
time spent with Mrs. De Lisle.
| This is the way Tom came to tell
me.
| We were walking along a lovely
stretch of road, and some people he
! knew, passed us. They made a re-
mark about his being with his sweet
| heart that brought the blood to my
cheeks. After the car had turned a
bend in the road said:
Il guess we'd better not walk to-
| gether anymore"
"Oh, please, Mrs. Sanderson. Vera!
Don't letsa silly remark from care
less people who do not know you spoil
your delightful morning walks"
But I am married, you know" !
replied prinly.
Eyes, but your husband does not
| deny himself all pleasure, and he is
married too. isn't he?" We both
laughed at his qnery, but as 1 still
objected, and said that Keith would
not like it if anyone should gossip
/ patience and boyishly blurted out the
things he knew-which he said every
! one in town knew.
Every well. we will continue our
walks" I told him, and for the re-
mainder of that morning had been
feverishly gay.
Keith was having a good time.
Why shouldn't II What was sauce
for the Camden should be sauce for
the Goose.
(Tomorrow - Tom sees much of
Vera-)