Omaha daily bee., 1922-05-14

1t II the black oil that has stained the
nails" she said inv0auntarily. Now that
the cars are clean my hands will be differ
ent."
Breck had glanced up at her then, a
swift, keen look into her troubled eyes, and
she had flushed still more deeply. She
wished that she had not spoken. and she
felt terribly hurt when he finished his work
deity and departed with the brief order:
when there is a heavy piece of work like
this, III do 1t. You can tidy up now"
She was shivering with cold, too, for he
seemed determined to work with the garage
doors wide open.
And 80 it had continued. He was a
strange man. Marie thought She puzzled
over him. Every morning, and sometimes
at noon, he came to the garage door and
delivered Mrs. DunbartonKent's orders for
the day, apparently determined not to enter
the garage unless 1t was absolutely neces-
sary Evidently he hated having anything
to do with the cars; Marie felt that he
thought 1t beneath him. Then he would
tramp OF to the farm. Usually he would
stop at the garage on his way back in the
evening. after dark. and ask in an even
voice, Are the cars all right" receive her
answer, and stride on to the back entrance
Of the house. then up to his room.
Marie knew which was his room, for
often he did not draw down his blinds. To
change his clothes he went into another
room which Marie thought must be his
bathroom. He would reappear in evening
dress, then 60 down to dinner and return
IN about an hour. wrap himself in "a dress
ing gown, sit at the desk near his window,
and read and write late into the night.
Often Gibbs brought his dinner up to him on
tray; that was when there was company
for dinner, either people from the neighbor.
hood or guests whom Marie was sent to the
station to meet.
Marie could sec all this from her bedroom
window, for she was given her dinner early,
before the family or the servants were
served. II she brought guests from the sta.
ton she must walt for Gibbs to telephone
whether she was to take them back that
night or not. When people came in their.
caTs either they themselves or their chauf.
feurs. If tho night was at all inclement, ran
their cars into the garage. The chauffeurs
were most troublesome. Marie thought, for
they tried to talk to her and even presumed
to make love. She found that having seen
tho cars properly placed the best thing was
for her to 60 up to her room and lock her
SelI ln Inoy soon treQ OF the garage then,
and went OF to the house, where they were
cared for by Gibbs Thess wge anssping
apartments there for such servants a. Mrs
Dunbarton-Kent's guests happened to bring
with them.
But 1t was not pleasant to discover that
she was regarded as = joke by every chauf-
feur In the neighborhood and Of course by
their masters and mistresses. Marie was
aware Of the covert smiles Of the people
who passed them when she drove Mrs.
Dunbarton-Kent. Often they passed Allen
Colfax riding big gray horse and followed
by his mastin. and always he grinned
widely. The guests whom she brought from
the station to Kent House asked her all
sorts Of amused questions.
When she parked her car among others
while waiting for Mrs. Dunbarton-Kent or
Bella to emerge from some entertainment,
she understood perfectly the smiles and mods
Of the other chauneurs Sometimes they
persisted in surrounding her car and talking
to her facetiously. Occasionally chauffeur
tried to be really friendly. for Mrs. D. ks
French Baby" as they called her. with ire
in her eyes and her black curls escaping