The Washington herald., 1922-02-17
Continued from Yesterday.

But the gold mesh bag IN ner
lap held a handful Of change and
there was no more where that came
from.
Candy broke in upon her revery.
I'm trying to persuade Vic here
20 bring you down to Cuba for the
races. Pretty nice at Habana this
season-and wet, too, thank the
Lord! Like to go?"
Jeanne's eyes travelled swiftly to
Barstowe's face. He was frowning.
She shok her head.
We've already been 10 Habana
once this season"
"Oh. honeymooning!" scoffed
Candy. Better go when you're
sane and know what's going on
about you"
Barstowe made a sound indicative
OF Impotence.
Il say, Candy, how many times
must 1 tell you that I'm nursing
along a young business? can't pick
up and wander off in the middle
of the winter like you chaps who
have already arrived"
But Candy only laughed disbeliev-
ingly, and Jeanne knew that even
he didn't know that Barstowe was
not to inherit his full share of mis-
fathers millions.
Thin lee.
The car was held up for a time
ic the traffic jam in the Fifties.
Candy leaned out and signalled a
newsboy.
Like a look at the late market
reports. Didn't get into the club to-
day"
I've discovered" laughed Jeanne.
that the last place to look for a
broker is in his office"
Candy, in the act of unfolding
the paper. looked at her across its
spread pages.
II can scarcely understand how
YOU could say that" he remarked
pointedly.
Jeanne flushed at the reminder.
She was conscious. too, of Bar
stoves quick glance from Candy to
her.
She bit her lip and turned her
head to stare out into the traffic
again.
A low whistle from Candy brought
her gaze BACK to him.
Balkan Copper's taken a tumble!
Most of Adele Parkinson's money
was in that. Hope she got out be-
fore the landslide
Jeanne experienced a queer sense
of uneasiness.
Suppose Adele had not got out
and should want the money she had
loaned her?
When Jeanne and Adele Parkinson
had finished their tea. Adele sug-
gested going back to her hotel.
Il have a new gown I want to
gain, my dear. A model that picked
up for a song"
But Jeanne shook her head.
II want to reach Vic's office be-
fore he starts home. He can drive
me out in the car. Trains are so
messy"
Adele raised her brows
But I thought you had a car of
your own?"
NO." Jeanne's smile was bravely
proud. why should have one when
the Barstowe's have seven? One is
at my disposal at any time. but. -
She hesitated and Adele filed in
the pause with a vigorous nod
II know all about it. And take
my advice, my child. You make Vic
give you a car of your own. and
make him do it quick"
- Jeanne's reply was to hail a taxi
I'll ldrop you at your hotel on the
way down to Vic's office." she offered,
reaching into her bag for coin for the
doorman.
There were appaIIingly few coins in
her purse. and she hoped devoutly
that there would be enough to pay
for her taxi in case she missed Vic.
Being without pin money was
rather a novel sensation after the
reckless way she had dipped into
her purse during the days of her
masquerade,
An Opportune Arrival.
There's Dick Candy" announce d
Adele suddenly. turning to wave an
airy hand toward a Limousine pull
ing up to the hotel entrance.
Hello therer'
Candy swung out of his car and
Joined the two women.