Ellsworth American. [volume] (Ellsworth, Me.) 1855-current, 1924-02-27
The Dolls
House
BY ANTHONY REIMERT

70, 1928. Western Newspaper Union)
T EANING back in her limousine as it
- passed slowly along Fifth avenue,
little Mrs. Wentworth was recognized
by many.
That's Wentworth's wife," they
said
'Wel, he can afford that outfit If
anyone can"
The outfit consisted of the expensive
limousine, the liveried chauffeur little
Mrs. Wentworths wonderful clothes,
and Mrs. Wentworth herself. She
looked hardly day over twenty.
though she was twenty-five.
When she entered the jewelers.
shop the proprietor came forward
with his lowest bow, rubbing his
hands.
What can we do for you today.
MADAME
81 want these pearls matched" said
little Mrs. Wentworth depositing
three wonderful pearls upon the coun-
ter. 81 want four, for earrings, for a
gift to my sister-in-aw."
The four would cost thousand
dollars apiece Such pearls were not
often seen, even in New York. But
the proprietor knew his customer.
at shall be done, of course, madam"
| he answered
Little Mrs Wentworth went out.
| There was smile of hard COM
placency upon her face. When
money means nothing one Is amused
at throwing it away. And Mrs. Went
worth was hard, undeniably. No feel
ing-a stone That was what people
| said of her
| They would have said it if they
could have seen the way she rated the
| girl in the millinery establishment be-
| fore finally ordering six five-hundred
| dollar hats imported from Paris.
They would have said it still more
| if they could have seen the bad hour
she gave her dressmaker, while the
| lveried chauffeur waited outside in
| the cold and thanked God for job
| that paid him double the average sal
| ary He was at the door, opening it
deferentially to his mistress the mo-
| ment she emerged.
|
Honest to God Bill, she amt got no
heart. that woman amt. I dunno as
I wouldn't throw mp the job, if 1t
wasn't for what she pays"
Little Mrs Wentworth was an
nounced at her husbands office in
Wall street half an hour later. Went
worth was hard man to see but all
doors flew open when she arrived.
"Charles, want a check for anoth-
err five. I've run little short this
month"
Charles Wentworth looked at her
Uuizzically as he took out his check
book. "There you are, Mary" he
said
Little Mrs. Wentworth uttered no
word of thanks as she slipped it into
her bag Why should she? She knew
all about the money her husband spent
on other women, and he knew that
she knew
She drove back, stopping outside a
tearoom. A poorly dressed woman
who was passing by stood still and
looked at her.
"Why, Mary Dean!" she exclaimed.
wherever dyou get that rig? Mar
ried? Married well, it looks like"
Eyes, | married Mr.. Wentworth"
answered Mary, who had been her
husbands stenographer.
The other woman's eyes opened
what him?"
Mary Wentworth nodded "Yon
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contemptuous glance at the other
woman's shabby suit.
Eyes, Pm married. Ny husbands a
clerk in an importing office. We've
got the cutest little kid, and a place
out in Montclalr-oh, we aren't doing
so badly You ought to come out
and-oh, say, was forgettng!"
care you happy, Dolly?' asked little
Mrs. Wentworth, a trfle wistfully
Happy? Well, as happy as you can
hope or deserve to be-" replied the
other woman. wouldn't good hus-
band and baby make any normal
woman happy?
you're right" said Mrs. Wentworth
well, good-by, Dolly. Drive home,
Perkins" she added to the chauffeur.
leaning back against the luxurious
| cushions
Little Mrs. Wentworth went home.
She went to her room, threw all her
fnery on the floor, and flung herself
down on her bed. She wept bitterly
| HappineSs-that was the one thing
| Charles Wentworth's money could
| never buy her
But 1t was not long that her dis
tress lasted. She had party at
four o'clock. SO, after little crying,
little Mrs Wentworth bathed and
| powdered her face, and had her maid
| put her into a new gown. When she
went down to await her guests all