The Washington herald. [volume] (Washington, D.C.) 1906-1939, 1922-01-17
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No one would believe her IL she
admitted such a heritage. How
easy II would be 10 manufacture
line Of ancestry worthy OF even Mrs
Barstowe's respect She had faxed
her position, her finances. her edu-
cation and travei-what was one
more twisting of the truth against
the achievement Of her greatest
ambition!
Vera Dayton came back just
then. her face darkened by frown
so stupid! That was mother on
the phone. She has just had a
wireless for me from the Aquitania
Its bringing an old school friend
from Paris and she's never been to
New York before and doesn't know
where TO stop, so I'll have to go
meet the boat and drag her home.
Isn't that, too provoking? And
was having such a nice time, tool!
Cheer up, my dear" Adele con-
soled her laughingiy. Your going
will make Vic miss you and that
is wholesome state for willfuI
young men,"
E-oh, I'll make Vic drive me in,"
Vera assured her brightly. Il must
run and tell him before he goes on
for q tramp"
Adele made q grimace after her
retreating back.
poor Vic! But I'll wager he
doesn't CO." she added with smile
at Jeanne
Adele lost her bet Half an hour
later. Barstowe long blue car
glided out of Forbes drive with
Vera Dayton triumphsntly beside
him.
Two Of my party have failed
me-" sighed Alice Forbes, docking
after the -retrsating car. Mr..
Barstowe won't be back. either. He
said he had to be in town early to-
tomorrow, anyway
Vera had taken the trick after
all, thought Jeanne as she dressed
dispIritedly for dinner.
Candy drove Jeanne and Adele
Parkinson back to town the follow
ing morning. Jeanne, for the mo-
ment, no longer cared what the
Forbes house party thought about
Canbys interest in her, or hers IN
lin. She had slept badly. wonder
ing through the long hours of the
night, what use Vera Dayton hAd
made of her long drive with Victor
Barstowe in his curious frame OF
mind.
They dropped Adele at her hair
dresser's uptown, but Candy sug-
Eested that Jeanne ride down to hts
ONCE with him.
II may have some good news for
you" he said significantly.
She knew that he referred to the
investment he had made for her
Just previous to their departure
for the Forbes. and. after a mo-
ment's hesitancy. she agreed.
II was close to the noon hour. and
Nv
manity hurrying lunchward. Great
gust. of wind, chill from the Bat
terry, that sweep eternslly through
that canyon-like street, whirled
bits of paper across the sidewalks
and hurled dust and debris into the
tense faces OF the pedestrians, who
sank deeper into upturned coat col
Isrsand raced before the jammins
tEaffic.
Secure behind the plate glass OF
Canby's car, with the electric
reater at her feet. her fur wrap
carelessly open at her bare throat
Leanne watched the crowds idly.
she might well have been one of
those nondescriptly-cla girls hur-
Tying through the cold wind to the
steaming mediocrity of a cafeteria.
As Jane Dare, the primary grade
wind and snow in the streets of =
little Iowa town with the same
hopeless defiance not SO very long
ego.
Candy escorted her 10 his office
on the twenty-second floor Of one
of the tall buildings. She was i'm
pressed by the sumptuousness OF
the suite. amused by the fawning
subservience OF his employees as he
made his majestic way to his own
private office.
"Will you wait in here. please?"
he said to Jeanne, opening a door
into an anteroom. TT is a private
waiting room for my most conf
and magazines I won't detain you
long
Murmuring a thank you,' she
entered a charmingly sunny little
apartment eIquisiteIy done after
the manner of a wealthy mans
dem There were Oriental rugs
and tapestries, exquisite pieces
of mahogany. a bit of Cloisonne,
one or two excellent paintings, and
book cases filled with de luxe
volumes reaching the top of the
heavy. dark, wood panelling She
even noted with surprise that a low
venetian glass bowl on the table
was filled with fresh blossoms.
Business Is not so bad IL you
can do it like thisr" she thought,
dropping fuxuriously into a big
easy chair. and picking up a maya
zine at random from n tabouret.
True to his word, Candy entered
IN a few minutes, closing the door
carefully behind him. He crossed
over to her and laid slip Of paper
in her lap.
Your spoils. my dear. What did
Tell your
Sac picked up the paper and
yssped.
u was check made out TO her
and che amount fairly staggered
hc=.
She raised incredulous eyes.
You don't-you can't mean that
-TSs made all that money In these
Few Lays?"
he nodded, but laughed.
You don't think times any fac
ter In the Street. do your It's a
bromide to remind you tnat for
tunes are made and lost In the
revolutions OF the minute hand On
yodr wrist watch"
Mine never revolves," murmured
lesnre, feeling, in the moment Of
~Scitsmert, the need to say some-