Montgomery County sentinel. [volume] (Rockville, Md.) 1855-1974, 1922-08-25
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: What's a Woman
Worth?
By JUSTIN WENTwooD
OBSERVATION-DISCLOSURES

Copyright, 1922. Western Newspaper Union.
1t was not the fact that Hartley
had seen Blayds kiss his wife in the
hail. Anice Hartley was true to him
according to the law-he knew that,
and 1t was because she was utterly
cold and heartless. She had let
young Blayds kiss her as she had
probably let dozen others of the
men with whom she flirted, merely
out of contempt for the man who had
given her his name and lavished his
fortune on her,
That was not what made Hartley
clench his fists In resolution as he
softly withdrew. 1t was the fact that
he had been made q fool Of, that he,
the rich dilettante, with an income
Of hundred thousand, was the mock
cry Of Anice's friends, who desplsed
him as a spineless creature unable to
keep his home In order.
Yet there was good in Anice. He
should have taken the firm hand from
the beginning, as she had secretly
wanted. Instead, he had given way to
her in everything. Her *hlms had
been his laws. Well, that was going
to end!
He went In after Blayds had de-
parted. Anlce looked at him coldly.
"Wellf' she asked.
"We're starting for my new country
place on Thursday morning, my dear"
AZ, lin lad
Speak for yourself, Philip" she an
swered.
"Of course, If you'd rather stay
here, dear-in fact, I was going to
suggest 1t" said Hartley craftily.
ooh, well, think I'll 60" said
Anice.
She had stepped into the trap, be-
cause 1t had not occurred to her that
the incident Of Blayds had clinched
Hartley's resolution. He knew Blayds
was mad about his beautiful wife, and
that she was fooling him as she fooled
all men. He was going to break her
for young Blayds' sake as much as
his own.
where is this estatep" asked Anlce
scornfully, as they got out of the
train at the tiny station in the for
ests.
Its five miles up the TRAIL" said
Hartley. well have to walt for the
chauffeur. Pity you can't walk,
dear"
81 can outwalk you, Philip" she
retorted.
"Do you think so, dear2" For a
moment she thought his tone sinister /;
then shrugged her shoulders. Lets
walk" she said.
Five milesl "Are you too tired,
darlingT scornful shrug. Ten
miles. Pride held her silent. The
trail twisted and turned. Fifteen
Anice was almost dropping when they
came upon the wretched shack In q
clearing.
"WellY"
"g'his is home, Anlce."
Home? How dare your"
He took her by the wrists, and she
was astounded at the grip of his
fingers. "Anice, know all about
Blayds. You fooled him as you fooled
me. From now, until l give the or
der, you are my-wOman. You are 60
ing to cook, bake, sweep, walt upon
me-"
How dare you'll l demand"
you can't find the trail back.
There Is no one within twenty miles
of here. You are under my orders
Come I'M"
She glared at him, and looked con-
temptuously inside the miserable
place, with its kitchen and single bed
room. 81 insist" she began.
"Get sticks and light the firep
"Oh, I'll kill you, Philip, you beast,
you"
He held her hands In an iron grip.
Get sticks, or I'll thrash you'll"
She shrank back. Philip released
one hand and picked up a whip. Unto
the wOodsl' he beloved.
She burst into terrified sobs. In
few moments she had gathered an
armful Of sticks. put them In the
crate p She flung them down and
stared at him, terror In her eyes. He
lii the fire..
There's fiouri Make cakes Make
tea p
She obeyed, watching him silently.
He wondered what was passing In her
mind. "Now eat Then clear awayP
he ordered.
He smiled that night when, thinking
him asleep, she arose and dressed
furtlvely. At dawn a tired, rainsoaked
figure came back, guided by the bea-
con he had lit. Anlce had wandered
for hours.
Get breakfastp he commanded
harshly.
"Phillp"
Get breakfast and wash upl You
can talk afterW
She obeyed him. submissIvely she
came to him later in the morning.
"Phillp, you've taught me lesson.
I needed 1t. /"
How about Blaydsi"
at was-don't you see? needed
humbling, guidance, and-it was be-
cause you wouldn't assert yourself"
Zine words, but II take you home,
I'VE lost my grip Of you. You'll stay
here till"
"But / want to stayl" She broke
down In bitter sobbing. philip,
wanted what every woman wants, a
little home, a husband who'd be the
head, not the provlder only. Let me
stay here with you, Philip, till-tlll
you've learned to trust me. VIII your
"WeTl try" said Hartley.
And with a glow on her face that
he had never seen there before she
sprang TO her feet. "Come on, then,
let's get the wood for dlnnerp she
said happily.
Arm In arm they went Into the