Evening public ledger. [volume] (Philadelphia [Pa.]) 1914-1942, 1922-12-16
,,uo,s WHO IN THE STORY
By BERTA RUCK

WHO'S WHO IN THE siOEY
rsnVgR ELPHINsTONE, charm
OLOvn., .,;do,o. rho hos inherited q
~ yos;ry y.;rs,s. Harvied BY relatives dWd
~. .oko ,odnt to spc@ her money,
w "s";tors ,oho cdnt to marry her tor
90 "I..;dss 10 marry a 'husbdnd for
!tMs,snce." M to tend Of "the horpies,"
~ "tI2ggoR 2'gfoe;R HARRY CARM1CHABL.
- War Ocferdn, man Of personolify,
Nmw.;.scr rho has inpented neto
~ s"S a finance Uhioh he agrees to
G Gs",,'s 'strictly business" PROPOSE
'''s:;o ROSEMARY MEADOWS. Cloyer's
...ir' a pretty girl Of tho period,
vRs KEAbOWS, aunt, who has
,.tsl"nded Glover In ddcersitv and Is
:s"rsred ,cith fdpors.
gANDAL, younger do"o"fer O
rGgPgWV HOLT, bio, good- notured oAop,
h,ifullv IN love ,Difh Rosemary.
uoOoD morning." she said as casu'
G olly rs she had said 1t on every
ether morning.
"cood morning." said Carmichael iv
As same tone.
"Ar you," said Clover, 'goins
.u.y This, too. she said casually.
a.. M hardly admitted to herself that she
o.,,od on0 yes. really wanted to know
.Ns"t Ws" This show husband of hers would
Nu"s H"n.sr n this. She had no engage
ssr, Tor that morning; she did not
i.sand 10 70 to the city that day. She
lad no hat on.
put Carmichael had hat and gloves
1, his his hand. "Ycs," he said; II am
ming to my Office" =,
"Oh. yes. You'll De ousy 'here al
VI probably, agreed Carmichael. Be.
,.,. hc meant to say anything further
he remarked, "iou are going OUT no.
! suppose ;, o ~ t.,
,u,,e. ahe looked up at him and an
Sounced: II shall be lunching all BY
myself at home today
There was n seconds pause. The
words hung in the Dir; an invitation,
Il ne chose 10 take them 80.
She thought defantly. ''hc can II he
likes! I believe shouldn't mind: why
,houldn't we be quite friendly? | don't
,ee why he shouldn't come back
There she stood, dainty and desir..
,hie. ANY man might have considered
himself in luck. Carmichael thought
simply. well. why not?" a lightning
nirture flashed before him of himself
and her ut the luncheon table, with
the extra leaves taken out, and the
servants told they could go. He would
talk TO her, all to himself; she would
smile ut him; things would come dit.
ferent. But instantly he pulled himself
back, None of that" he thought.
1.-THE less I see Of her alone, after last
night, the better. She only said If for
something to say
All this in that seconds pause be-
fore be replied in a noncommittal way
"Oh, well. good.by."
Good hunting" said Clover lightly.
She turned toward the housckeeper' 3
room and was gone before he had
opened the front door.
Carmichael's "Office" seemed to him
now such different place from what
Il had been in the old days not so long
ago. Then 1t had seemed den where
one had walked up hoping against hope
had worked all day under the deadening
handicap of the conviction that work
alone achieves very little in this world.
One had finished up by thinking that
probably here was another day wasted.
and that everything one did was about
MS useful us the nut which the squirrel
dropped down the chimney of the empty
house imagining that 1t went to swell
its hoard.
Now, however, the Euston road place
was the beating heart of his whole en-
terprise. From its two dingy little
rooms flowed forth power that was
going to turn Il hundred wheels. 1t
was the engineroom Of his ship of AM
hltlon. One doesn't expect much spit
and polish in an engineroom.
Certainly there was none here. The
tvo windows looking out on London s
nest cheerless road were 30 grimy that
ens could hardly see out of them, and
the whole place seemed to have "gone
3ungly" since his reluctantly taken
trip to Paris. Mrs. Bates, the chauf.
feur's wife, who did for' him us u
bachelor. had been told to come in and
tidy daily, but an incredibly thick
layer OF dust lay over everything, over
the long drawing table. under the green.
shaded electric lights, over the wide,
shallow drawers for plans; over the
leather top Of his tall stool, usually us
shiny as glass from use over the tee
squares and the French curves hung
on nails to the walls and over the small
rack with the score Of books on ell.
Ineering. 10 touch the long rolls that
ciuttered the shelves brought down an
dnclean shower. There is nothing like
paper for attracting and accommodating
dirt. Altogether, his absence had left
me place in horrible state.
lie summoned Mrs. Bates.
a, Gan You spare me couple OF hours
this morning." he asked her. IF SO
We will have a good clean up"
He threw off his hat and cont, rolled
np bis sleeves and set to work to clea,
Tho long table, rather to the astonish-
ment OF Mrs. BGtcs. She had read about
To grand wedding. she knew about the
Green street establishment, and she
sE no reason why a gentleman that
nad done 80 we'll for himself, MS you
might say: should trouble to set foot
again inside II place like this.
This she thought as she took her
foom to sweep dust and tea leaves
~waru the door.
carmichael. slapping books together
na Wiping his weights and rulers, re-
!o!ced that this little spring cleaning
mas all In the service Of his mast.
x.hlngs wouldn't be allowed to slide
tnere now. he knew. General Heryey
~ not the man who let things slide.
already llervey had forced necessary
measures upon even the Government
nerVey would keep Cox up to this. II
W. only a matter of days before the
iEs,srview that wou Id get things going
'u' work. shutting out everything else.
Here the amateur "housemaid" smiled
erlmly as q contrast struck him. H.
vmSe-'and hers. This dingy dugout-
shd that vast board room of a place
,"nere the proposal had been first made
W nlm IN effect tNiarry ma onl 7 v;lI