Montpelier examiner. [volume] (Montpelier, Idaho) 1895-1937, 1922-02-23

SNOW, what shall / dor Send him
away to his death. or risk Mr.. Car
ter's Insulting him again, as he did
tonight Anthony Pope means II,
Harriet know him well enough for
that"
She fell silent. Germaine appeared
with a tray, and began to loosen and
brush the dark hair, and Isabelle
went automatically to the business OF
dreaming and rubbing, still shaken,
but every minute more mistress OF
herself. With the thick, dark switch
gone, Harriet was almost shocked by
the change in the severely exposed
forehead and face. Isabelle looked
fully her age now, more than her age.
"Welll" said the mistress, somber-
eyed still, and with still heaving
breast, "There was something else,
Harriet Gently, please, Germaine,
my head aches frlghtfully. Oh, Har-
riet, will you see what this Blondin
man wants with Nina? She tells me
he suggested some sort Of summer
party In his roof garden; don't know
quite what it is. But her heart Is set
on 1t. They seem to understand each
other-I always felt that when Nina's
affairs did begin, She would pick out
freaks like this Don't" Germaine
| had gone to the bathroom for hot
towel, and Isabelle dropped her voice,
almost affectionately-"don worry
| about this little scene. Harriet It will
be quite all right"
"Oh, surelyI" The companions
voice was light and cheerful; she
| went upstairs only pleasantly excited
and thrilled. And at the breakfast
table next morning Harriet could show
the head OF the house the same bright
assurance. Richard had come down
stairs early, and they had their coffee
alone.
''Ninaf' asked her father.
"She comes back today" Harriet
said. Mrs. Carter is going to have
her masseuse, 80 she won't be down.
She asked you to remember that you
are dining at the Jays tomorrow
There's to be tennis atSabout four"
FINALS" he said, nodding, and went
out to his car apparently well pleased
with himself and his life Harriet
started for the Hawkes. with a philo-
sophie reflection or two as to the
ephemeral quality of married quar-
rels.
She brought Nina back at noon, a
garrulous and complacent Nina, who
could pity the elder Hawkes. as girls
who never had admirers" When
they reached the driveway of Crown
lands, Harriet recognized the car that
was already there, and said to her
self that Anthony Pope would join
them for luncheon. But just as she
and Nina were about to enter the
cool, wide, dark doorway, Anthony
himself passed them. He was al
most running, and apparently did not
see them. He ran down the shallow
steps and sprang into his car, which
scattered q spray Of gravel as he
jerked 1t nadiy about, and was gone
before she and Nina had ended their
look of surprise. Harriet went slowly
upstairs, with a dim foreboding far
back In her heart.
At about three, when Harriet and
Nina were idling on the shady ter.
race, with the hound, the new maya.
zines, and their books, Hansen brought
one of the small closed cars to the
side door, Five minutes later Isabelle
In a thin white c~It, q yelled white
hat, and with gorgeous white furred
wrap over her arm, came out. Ger
maine WINS with her, carrying two
shiny black suitcases. Isabelle, Har
l 1o4 khNHrufk
some. but Germaine had evidently
been scolded, and had red eyes.
Isabelle came over to give heI
daughter a farewell kiss
"Mrs. Webb has telephoned for me
ducky. Your father isn't coming home
tonight, but have happy time witt
Miss Harriet, and I'll be back in {
day or two. Good-by. both of you
All right, Hansen ~
They swept away, leaving Harrie
with a strange sense of nervousness:
and suspense. The summer air seemed
charged with menace, and the silence
that followed the noise Of the car odd
ly ominous.
Madame Carter was on the terrac.
when they came back at five from al
idle trip to the club, reporting tina
her son had just returned unexpect
edly from the city, and had gone Ii
to change for golf.
Nothing alarming here, yet Harrie
experienced a sick thrill of apprehen
sion. Something abnormal seemed (,
be the matter with them all this after
no0nI
did you call me. Mr.. Carterf' Sh,
hardly knew her own voice, as h,
came down the three broad steps from
the house. Her hands felt cold, an,
she was trembling.
-Do you happen to know wher,
Hansen is, Miss FieldY"
: Striving Mrs. Carter to the Webbs
at Great Darlington the girl an