The Washington times. [volume] (Washington [D.C.]) 1902-1939, 1923-12-22
Read This Entertaining Serial in Which
the Author Has Woven a Thrilling
Romance of the Problems of
: Married Life.

peallng, figure.
We'll, Mabel, old dear" cried
Jim, fitting his tone to the fact
that she is now Mrs. Bonbright
Buchanan and not the girl who
worked in charge of his office,
it's certainly good to see you.
I've a lot to thank you for"
Mabel turned from the quick
shy kiss with which she'd re-
sponded to my greeting, and held
out a perfectly groomed hand to
Jim.
''Howd'ye do, Mr.. Harrison"
she said beginning nonchalantly
and swinging into a sudden tone
of bitterness. 81 was q success at
managing an office, wasn't I?''
The slight accent on the word
office" didn't escape my ear.
Nor did it elude Jim, as the lifted
eyebrow with which he turned to
me testified.
You sure were," said Jim
kindly. You were the best Of
flee manager I've ever heard tell
of, and I'm thinking that you're
equally fitted to the lily Of the
field role. May I venture to say
that besides being extremely
grateful for all you did for me in
the past, I'm feeling mighty
pleased with you for giving me
such a pleasant eyeful tonight.
How about it, Anne?"
Mabel only smiled and slipped
her hand through my arm. 1
could see that she was in one of
her reticent moods where all she
would contribute to the gathering
was her stateliness.
All through dinner she was pain
fully reserved. She seemed to take
delight in Jim's tributes to her
splendid work while he was
in South America. She seemed
also to get a sense Of comfort
from merely being with us.
We were having our coffee in
the living room when the door.
bell pealed. With, sudden nerv.
Gus alacrity Jim got to his feet
and hurried into the hall. His
quick movement brought back to
my mind his haste in answering
the telephone. heard him say to
the maid:
Never mind, I'll answer the
bell. You may go back to clear
ing your table. / know you want
to get through and have the eve-
ming to yourself"
Isn't he considerate?" cried
Mabel. This fits in with the
sweet spirit he's shown me all
evening""
Her low tones were interrupted
by an exclamation from Jim. It
heard a rnurmur of voices, Jim's
rising higher and higher in an ex,
element such as I'd not known
him to show for long time.
When l got to the door, found
Jim facing Wayne Parkinson
Third. Both men looked ruffled.
Park was evidently chagrined and
Jim furious.
Hello, Park" I said, conscious
of my pounding heart and the fact
that Mabel Buchanan was within
twenty feet of the man who loved
her and had threatened to take his
own if Bonbright Buchanan failed
to appreciate the wife he'd won.
How did you get here?"
That's what I want to know"
sneered Jim. 1--WE been spending
the evening plying Mabel Storrs"
there was a world Of insult in
MS use Of MabeIs old name-"No
wonder I couldn't get rise out
or her. No wonder she was so
quiet and subdued. She wasn't
above using my house as a. rem
devious"
Stop commanded Park. "She's
not to hear you. Do you want to
insult herr"
And why not?" Jim demanded.
Because as I've been telling
YOU she doesn't dream I'm cap
able of what I've done. She
doesn't guess I'd follow her-even
here. She doesn't want to see me.
But I've got to see her"
A likely story cut in Jim.
but even so-must I tell a So
called gentleman twice that I want
him to leave my house?"
Park WINGED. Then he turned
and held out his hands to me in
boyish appeal
Let me see her.. he cried.
MAKE Jim understand that rye
got to see her"
Ia never seen Jim more cynical
over anything than he was about
Parks coming to our apartment
the night Mabel Storrs Buchanan
dined with us.
His social instincts anneared To
be outraged by the thought that
Mabel and Park were using orr
house for secret meeting. And
all his innate suspicious were
aroused at the thought that we
were being used as catspaws.
Go Be Continued Monday