Perth Amboy evening news., 1922-05-09

ciety matron. in the fifth year of
her married life. She and her
husband,
BELIAMY, continued to drift apart
and more openly he INDUCED his
appetite for promiscuous Irritation
| and heavy drinking. Then.
RICHARD DAUBENEY, Lucinda's
old sweetheart, returned just as
Bellamy was plunging into his
latest affair, this time with
MRS. AMELIE SEVERN. An open
break between Lucinda and Bel
lamy had been averted by the ap-
parent sincerity of his penitence.
In his heart he felt shame and
self-reproach.
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Why must he be such a fool as
ever to let himself be flattered into
forgetting sheer perfection was to
be found nowhere IL not within the
walls OF his own home?
Bending to kiss his wife. he put
that thought behind him. He
couldn't afford to dwell upon it. Al
ready he was too far committed il
this new affair to withdraw without
losing face But he would find
some way o to make an end of
it (thank Godl they all had an end
sometime) and this would be the
last-'and after this. never again..
He really meant It this time. he
vowed he did
Rest wellg dear? Don't need to
ask that, though, only have to look
at you. Never looked sweeter In
your life than last night. Linda. 1
was quite jealous of old Daubeney,
monopolizing you :"
"You needn't have been, Bel, and
I don't think you were in a good
condition to Judge" Bel WINGED, be-
cause he had laid himself open to
this. and 1t could be taken two ways.
neither comforting. 1t was actually
a relief to hear Lucinda add: You
seemed to be fairly ~preoccupied
yourself at the table,"
"Oh, bored to tears, assure you.
Amelie's a pretty little thing. ami
able enough, but nobody to talk to
no conversation whatever"
Lucinda limited comment to a
mildly quizzical look.
Doing anything special today"
Lucinda shook her head slowly,
watching him with a half-smile lam
bent with lazy intelligence. He felt
vaguely uneasy as who should of a
sudden find himself hard by the
brink Of some abysmal indiscretion.
Thought we might meet some
where for luncheon, if you're lunch
ing out"
I'D love to-" Lucinda put out an
arm d~eliciously rounded beneath
skin of a texture fairer and finer
than any other Bellamy had ever
seen. and took a morocco-bound en-
gagement book from her escritoire.
at VI 49,
Let me see she rinled the
leaves. ooh. yes: I'm having Fanny
Lontaine to lunch at the Ritz, with
Nelly Guest and Jean Sedley. What
a pity. Though nothing can prevent
your coming. too, IL you like"
A dark suspicion knitted Bell
lamy's eyebrows. Some actress?
Sounds like it,"
Fanny Lontaine? Lucinda
laughed. Nothing of the sort. Fan
ny was at school with me-Frances
Worth"
"Old man WORTH" Bellamy put
in with symptoms of approval.
Terror of the Wheat Pit they
called minded not long ago in the
odor of iniquity. leaving eighty mil
lions or so. Your little schoolmate
ought to be fairly w~ell-fxed."
II don't know, I'm sure. I believe
it's something to do with the will
that brought them over. Fanny's
father disliked Harry Lontaine. SO
Fanny had to run away to marry |
him and was duly accommodated
by the family. She's lived in Eng
land ever since; her husbands an
Englishman. Come to my luncheon
and see her for yourself. Not that
I think you'd care for Fanny though
she is pretty to DEATH"
Why not if you like her so
She's not at all the type you
seem to find most attractive. Why
is 1t, I've often wondered, the wom-
en- you lose your head about are al
most always a bit-well-,"
Bellamy flushed sullenly. 1t was
one of his crosses that he seemed
never to have the right answer
ready for Lucinda when she took
that line. After all, there is only
one salvation for a mar married to
a oma cleverer than himself; to
do no wrong.
''oh. IL you're going to rake up
ancient history"
But Lucinda pursued pensively.
as If she hadn't heard: 81 presume
you've got to run after hat sort.
Bel. because they don't know you as
well as I do-can't."
Even a slow man may have wit
enough not TO try to answer the m
answerable. Bellamy got stiffly to
his feet.
I'm drop in at the Ritz If I a
make it,"
do, lear And Bell" Lucin-
da rose impulsively and ran TO him.
Pm sorry. Bel, l was so catty just
now. Only. you. know. there are
some things m can't help feeling
keenly. Dear!"
She chung TO him, lifting to his
lips a face tempting beyond all tell
ing. ~Insensibly his ,temper yielded,
and catching her to him, he kissed
her with a warmth that had long
been missing in his caresses.
Linda: you're a WITCH"
II wish / were . 4. enough OF a
witch. at least. to make you realize
nobody cares for you as l do. nor
ever will. Bel: don't go yet. There's
something 1 want to ask you . :"
"Yes?" He held her close, smiling
down magnanimously. As long as
she loved him 70, couldn't do with
out him. all vas well, he could do
pretty much as he liked-within
reasonable limits, Of course. Whats
or the busy mind? I"
we been wondering il we
a1uIdn't go away together some
ere this winter?" Lucinda OWNED
hostility in the tensing OF the arm
round her waist. Were not real
ly happy here, dearest"
But you were in Europe all sum-
mer."
mot with you. except for a few
weeks. And while you were with
me, what was different from our life