The Washington times., 1924-05-13
The Sequel to "Chickie' rl.nor. By M.h.,n|

mannish suit Of dark material.
gray gloves. gray suede pumps
and small hat Of black and
silver. This hat fitted close about
q clear cut, aggressive face, olive
elEinned and set--a woman near
Ing fifty, yet whose high shoulders
and compact flesh discounted are.
She advanced swiftly as ChicIkie
entered, both nervous and deter
mined: as this Miss Bryce9 I
would like to speak with you. /
am Mrs. Burdell. No doubt you
have heard Of me. /"
II don't recall the name, Mrs..
Rurdell. I don't remember hear
ing it,
aNo' am Or. Ramns
.chickie surveyed her With a
palpitant unease. She moved q
chair for her visitor. Mrs. Bur.
dell raised her hand, gIancinE to
the group In the corner, now
crashing out chords and laughter.
mot here. Miss Bryce. can
not speak here-the matter il
very grave.
"Yes. / am sorry. There IL no
othsr place. My roommate II
Il have. my car at the door"
Chichie remained hesitant.
''Wul you give me half an hour
OF your time, Miss Bryce? It IL
to our mutual interest. I really
should not care to speak here"
Then Chiclkie looked at Mrn.
Burdell and nodded. She had al.
ready q whitening intuition OF the
woman's purpose. She went re.
luctant. and with q mounting In.
dignant anger to her room.
She put~on her hat slowly.
half deciding against going.
Davtd's aunt? No. she had not
heard OF such person. He had
sisters-two Of them, much older
than he. He had never spoken Of
an aunt. What grave matter was
there2 How did It concern Mrs.
Burdell?
She picked UP a small mack
piece OF n1arten, set II iallntilv
across her shoulders: pulled tire
brtm Of the lowered bite hat.
and looking very summery and
colorful, very slim, went down TIE
stairs. Mrs. Burdell's ewes vvere
family adniring.
7 A chaffeur helped them into q
stunning. gray limousine. Mrs.
Burdeil seemed relieved when they
were started. She took out q
cigarette and lit It, offered the
gold case to Chickie. Chiolkio re-
Mrs. Burdel took d long. swift
puff. $50 my nephew fsS not
spoken OF me, Miss Bryce? That
seems strange. It was who
raised him after his mothers
:. chicIeie said: ibid your she
was surprised, for he had often
spoken OF his mother, yet never
as Of one long passed.
"Yes--and 1t was at NV wish
that he went to Vienna. / realized
even then that he had q brilliant
future before him. He has al.
ready justified the faith Of HIS
family. AS you are aware, he Ia
making q great name for him.
Mrs. Burdell pulled hastily:
AND, OF course. nothing must In.
terfere With this-nothingi"
With this she looked at ChicI,iA
whose cheeks were now burning:
Perhaps, Miss Bryce, you under
stand why ! must speak to you?.'
NO, Mrs. Burdell, i do notl'' +
|, Then shall be very frank. In
the last six weeks persistent r,l.
mors concerning you and David
nave reached ug. There is con-
siderable talk Of your past. Many
OF the friends who know my
nephew seem to know q great deal
about you. This IL very distress
ing to US. You can certainly un.
derstand, Miss Bryce, that such
reports can do an irreparable dam
age to David's prestige. He Is a
young man. He has to safeguard
his name"
Chickie's pulses we're thuddine
hotly-her throat and her tongue
scared. She sat forward, speaking
with husky quiet: "If you have
come to learn my designs on Doc
tor Ramm, Mrs. Burdell, may
assure you that I have none. Az
to safeguarding his name, h
should be the best Judge Of that, I"
The facts prove that he IL not
Q judge Of this. Men-especially
young men-are never judges in
such matters. But you know. Of
course, that his work claims his
only loyalty. He win soon realize
that his association with you
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