The Washington herald. [volume] (Washington, D.C.) 1906-1939, 1922-03-21
coHtinues from Yesterday.

7 know that they will. They
love you just as do. Don't worry,
everything is going to come out
all right But remember that II
wouldn't matter to me IL my family
hated you to their dying day"
Adele .Parkinson's voice calle1
out to them from the living room.
will you look what's coming?'
she gasped. when they entered
the room she pointed out the
window,
Jeanne saw the Barstowe limou-
sine drawn up to the curb.
Her mother-in-law was just de-
scending to the sidewalk.
Mrs Barstowe regaliy descended
from the limousine, elevated her
lorgnette to survey the simple lit
tie house, and picked her way up
the path with a doubtful express
sion on her face.
At the porch she paused and
looked about almost pleasantly.
She would not have thought It pos
sible for a small house to be so
attractive-smart really.
But 1t would never do for her
son-a Barstowe,
She entered the house with so
unusually pleasant an expression
that Jeanne was amazed.
My dear" she purred, as she
broke from Jeanne's rather strained
hand-shake. seized her daughter
in-law about the shoulders, and be-
gan Historically to weep and laugh.
'Tmagine Jeffries. of all people,
Isn't 1t too DREADFUL
Yes. I've told Jeanne, mother"
Barstowe interrupted.
Isn't 1t dreadful. And to think
your Jewels had 10 go too"
Jeanne shivered and wondered II.
after all, she was to be discovered
and her paste pearls to confront
her.
Have they-do you think they'll
get them back?' she gasped.
Not a chance. That bird Jeffries
Is too slick" Barstowe interposed
"Oh Victori Do say you think
they will" His mother whined.
Jeanne was at a loss to accoun:
for her mother-in-laws pleasant
manner. Indeed. she appeared as
much at ease as IL that terrible
scene had never occurred.
True she looked about the little
house where her son and Jeanne
had taken refuge after The family
denunciatlon. Something0in the
sweet appeal of the place seemed
even to impress her.
It's a dear house" she observed,
and this time forgot to use her
lorgnette.
Adele. and Henry then were dis
covered. and there was another
spell of congratulations and ex-
carnations as their engagement
was discussed.
Too sweet for words" Mrs. Bar
stowe crooned and by this time she
was out on the porch examining
the trim back yard"
We have vegetables" Jeanne re-
marked rather defiantly.
How sweet" Mrs. Barstowe
sighed You are happy here?"
Very happy. mother" Victor
took upon himself Jeanne and I
are through forever with the artifi-
ctal life-the deadly game Of New
York"
Mrs. Barstowe coughed. Evident
~ she had an objection.
Barstowe avoided its precipitation
by reminding everyone that he was
about to provide his flask for a toast
to the newly engaged pair.
Il say. mother! Do You object
10 little spirits from your very
own cellar-or will you have
orange pekoe?'
"A dowager cocktail for me. IL
you know what mean. dear.
Especially strong"
She laughed with the others and
settled herself upon wicker
lounge on the porch.
It's been a long drive out. and
I've had such Excitement
Jeanne again began to fear.
What had happened? What more
could happen?
AS I was saying, my dear" she
ventured to Jeanne. This house is
sweet-nice and newly-wed looking
and all that. but really you and
Victor cannot stay out here much
longer! Everyone is clamorinE
for you. Jeanne. you have con-
quered many hearts in society. and
veritably believe that little cat
Vera had a right to be Jealous. I've
found out all about"