The Omaha morning bee. [volume] (Omaha [Neb.]) 1922-1927, 1922-10-08
Something for Nothing

4 WIS persunded--Lo Lord knows !
wanted 20 see what she WIS up 10.
So We met At the ShOfeham and
started out together Miss Thatcher
la her plneh,d black serge and un,
compromising sailor hat, looking
the very picture 81 Presbyterian
morality. liut you cant tell about
these Prenbyterians. can your I'm.
derneath her calm she was all en-
cited.
i've got the reason she wants
the senator" she said. talking fast.
lit wasn't play with her. She's
down aud out In London. and she's
hsbilltted. Tn. best thing la slight
was KANE, 30 she went after him,
and she got him. Now she ean 40
back and laugh In eyerybody's face
over there respectable marriage
seems 10 blot out a shady past.
They know about him, over there.
His work on the treaties In re.
spected. so, he's to be a crutcb for
her"
But what ARE you going to dor
1 asked.
I'm going 10 play on that quality
Ia base human nature" she said,
that considers all other humans
as bnse, or even more base than
themselves. It's a chance, and I've
got 10 take H." ....
by this time We were at the
apartment, and n couple OF proud
Philippians dressed like Grand Mas.
tiers u the order of Peruvian Banks
received us and waited us into an
upholstered elevator.
Presently we were In the snap.
piost little drawing room In all
Washington, gray and gold. Lovely
soft dcmurc gray. you understand,
artifully touched and enliyened by
the glamor Of gold-golden gauze.
at the windows. a gold cushion or
two on the floor, "A bowl VI gold
iustfe filed with palest blue bya.
cinths, a gold framed French mir
ror. Miss Thatcher shifted
Not much like my room at Mrs.
carington's," she whispered. well.
I've always wanted to see
what the wages Of sin could buy"
Then In came Edith Marseme,
trail and gentle and sweet and APP.
peling, all dressed in soft, trailing,
colorful stuff. chiffon, ] guess, that
moved like cloud as she walked
L.,
lavender and aylayender AZ It
drifted along. No mere man can
describe 1t. And ! will rise to re.
mark right here that so far as |
am concerned | didn't blame Kaine
for falling. Any man would. II
she'd have lifted her little finger
to me I'd have barked and rolled
over and Jumped through, gladly.
But she didn't lift her little fin.
ger. She just looked from one to
the other Of US, sweetly, innocently,
questioning.
You came from Senator Kaine?"
she asked Miss Thatcher, q little
puzzled. Miss Thatcher had sent
up her name MS the senator's sec
rotary, 80 as to be sure Of getting
in.
NO" said Miss Thatcher, "but
came because Of him and his In.
terest in you. l was sent"
"Sent-by whom" said Mrs Mar.
SEINE, and there was an edge Of
wariness on her voice. She Kept
looking oddly at Miss Thatcher, but
Miss Thatcher was 80 prlm and
respectable-her appearance was
certainly her guarantee.
ITS very painfa," said Miss
Thatcher. II brought this gentle.
man with me as an evidence Of my
good faith" And she gave my
name and my papers name-ahe
little wretch! / hadn't rcckoned on
that, But there was nothing to
do then but sit tight and ride along.
do you know" went on Miss
Thatcher, that man In public
life is not always permitted 10 fol.
low his personal inclnations? Sen.
ator Kaine is a young man in his