New Britain herald., 1926-10-12
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CHAPTER XVI.

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 Honey Lou gave her head q shake Of sheer eAasporation
 Please come away, Margaret" she whispered. Please"
 But Margaret only gazed at her with the far-away look Of a person who is listening to something else.
 Honey Lou turned 10 go down the iron stairs. Then suddenly she stopped and listened, too. Was that Jack Wallack's voice. coming from behind the closed door of Cum py's' office? Was it?
 It was.
 Then, as she stood there without moving q muscle, she heard another voice. The soft, sweet, clear voice of Angela Allen.
 Honey Lou could not make out what she was saying. She could hear only the low round tones that carried like the sound of a silver bell.
 What were they doing there to- gether? Jack and Angela-thrrc in the deserted offices of the mills? And on Saturday afternoon, Of all times?
 Hmm" she sighed. And then startled by the sound of her own voice, she flew on down the stairs.
 She reached the taxicab just as Marsret came out Of tho grim-Iook- ing oll building behind her.
 'Arbor street-Arbor street" she rapped out to the taxi driver. And hurry.
 She wanted to get out of that S'rcet-away from lhc mills-as fast as she could Before Jack and Angela should look out q window or come down tn stairs, and see bc1, and Margret there.
 Tt was Jack and-some girl wasn't it?" she asked, turning her wide brown eyes to Margaret. nodded. ''' "''"
 Tt was Jack Walacls and vour dear friend, Angela" she saiJ in her downright way. You heard them, didn't you""
 T heard their voices, but I 1fd,,, try to hear what'thcy sajd." Hon,r Lou answered. "Oh. Margroi really it was dreadful of won to listen in on them, the way you did but tell mo what they safd,"
 MarErct burst out laughing. "No, indeed, Miss IIolicr-Than-Thor " she said, If you thought ii was awful of mo 10 listen. [ certainly am not going to tell you what | heard"
 And the more Honey Lon coaxod and begged her to toll. tho more She shook her head and refused 10 say a word.
 What can't understand is what they were doing down at the mills at that time of day, On Saturday afternoon. too" Honey Lou said thoughtrully. an hour later when sho sal al inc lit.lr table in their room, doing Margrcrs nails for her. "I wonder r. Grumpy was in tho office with them"
 NO, he wasn't. I can tell you that much" Margret replied promptly. "Thoy were all alone"
 Honey Lon glanced ID quickly.
 How could you toll that they wore?"
 "oh-I could Margrct said. frOWning down at her nails. "Now. Honey Loo, don't try 10 pump mo because Fm not going to tell you what I heard in that offic" today. But I'll say this much-Dont have anything more 10 do with Jack Wallack. Hes going 10 marry that Allen girl, just as sure as rutr. And I'd check out of the whole affair before I was wished out. if I were you. Now, that's my advice 10 you. You can take it or leave it."
 Honey Lou did neither. She simply thought it over carefully.
 She thought 1t over for two or three days, without coming 10 any conclusion at all.
 Then thrc" more days went by. Three days moro, and not q word from Jack. Not a word. Not a sign. Not look.
 "Pcrhaps he's still peevcd be- cause Steve Mayhcw had been here 10 sec me that last night he came, " Honey Lou debated with herself. Perhaps he just doesn't care for me any more. Perhaps Angela was