The Clio messenger. (Clio, Mich.) 1907-current, 1922-03-30

Introductions were in order, every
one wanted to meet the Bellamys'
friend, and Harriet saw that it pleased
him, for some inscrutable reason, to
continue his ridiculous conversation
with the fiattered Ward, and to accept
names and greetings absently, in an
aside, as it were, smiling perfunctorily
and briefly at the eager girls and
women, and returning Immediately to
his concerned and passionate under
tones with the boy.
1t was Isabelle who brought him to
the tea table. Harriet had felt, with
sure premonition of disaster, that it
must be. She might not escape; there
was nothing for it but courage now.
Her breath was behaving badly, and
the muscles contracted in her throat,
but she managed smile.
And this is Miss Field, Mr. Blon-
din" said Isabelle. "She will give you
some tea -
miss Field" said Royal Blondin,
and his. dark hand came across the
teacups. Harriet, as his thin mouth
twitched with just the hint of a smile
looked straight into his eyes, and she
knew he was as frightened as She
But from neither was there Il visible
sign of CONSERVATION.
A few seconds later Harriet Field
slipped from her place, crossed the
terrace with her heart beating sick
and fast with fright, and made her
escape.
She and Nina had luxurious suite
on the second floor. shut off from the
rest of the house by single door, and
rather remotely placed in a wing that
commanded IA superb view of the river.
Nina. half-dressed, was sprawing
luxuriously on her bed when Harriet
came in. Glass doors were open upon
square porch, and the sweet after
noon air stirred the crisp, transparent
curtains.
Harriet shut the door, and leaned
! against it, and the world spun about
her. What now? What now? What
now? hammered her heart. Nina
tossed aside her magazine, and regard
ed her with affectionate reproach.
You ran upstairs !" she said. I'm
lying on your bed because Maude had
the laundry all over mine. Are you
| going to lie DOWN."
mo, my dear =" said Harriet, in an
odd, breathy whisper.
The terror began to flood her soul
and mind again. She went out to the
int
shade of the early twilight, under the
! trees. The terrace was deserted ;
every sign of the tea party had van
ished, not a crumb marred the order
of the grass-grown bricks. The chairs
held formal attitudes, the table was
empty. All the motorcars were gone
from the drive. She turned back into
the room, breathing mUie. easily.
At half-past seven she came up
from a little diplomatic adjusting in
the service end of the house, to peep
at Nina, who was reading in bed, and
to go on to Isabelle's room. If Mrs.
| Carter was alone, she liked to see
Harriet then, to be sure of any last
message, or to discuss any domestic
plan.
Harriet found her, exquisite in
twinkling black spangles, before her
mirror. Isabelle's, hair was dressed in
dark and shining waves and scallops
Melted invisibly, set with brilliant pins
There was not an inch of her whole
beautiful little person that would not
I have survived critical inspection
Her skin, her white throat, her arms
and hands and fingernails, her waist
and ankles and her pretty feet, were
all absolute perfection. The illusion
that yelled her slender arms stood al
crisp angles the silk stockings
showed warm skin tint through their
thinness her lower eyelids had beer
skillfully darkened, sher cheeks deli
cately rouged, and her lips touched
with carmine; her brows had beer
clipped and trained and penciled, hel
lashes brushed with liquid dye, anC
what fragrant powders and perfumes
could add, had been added in gen
erous measure. She wore diamonds
on her fingers, in her ears and abou
| IltI ilIOuls uili SONh was hNih
her full smooth breast by platinum
bar that bore double line of mag
nificent stones. Harriet always
thought her handsome; tonight sh'
had to admit that her employer wa
truly beautiful.
Mrs. Carter was in pleasant mood
she had a good disposition, and there
was nothing in her life now to ruffl'
1t. She mused happily her lips twitch
ing with some amusing memory. TheI
she became businessllke. Harriet, d.
you go to the city this week?'
nina and the girls are to see Rutl
st. Denis on Friday" Harriet said !"
thought Madame Carter would TAX,
them, but now she says no. But i
Nina stays with her grandmother over
night, | thought / would like TO Sc,
my sister; she hasn't been very well
That can wait, Of course. Miss Jays