New Britain herald. [microfilm reel] (New Britain, Conn.) 1890-1976, 1928-08-04
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Lynda Fenton. a singularly inno-
cent girl. is private secretary to
Ralph Armitage. who has an insane
wife. Her father, a drunkard. tells
her that her mother deserted them,
and that all women have their
price.
Lynda meets Emily Andrews,
who cherishes secret fondness for
David kenmore, Lyndas compan-
ion from childhood. Emily plots
against Lynda from the very begin
ming. David tells Lynda he loves
her, but she decides she doesn't
want to be in love with any man.
David is away on a trip.
Lynda's father deserts her. and
Claire Stanhope comes to live with
ner. June Challer. who has annexed
money, invites Lynda and Claire
and Emily to big party. Emily
secretly sends David a letter, sug-
costing that he come home for the
party, so that Lynda may be made
to feel at ease. Then she sends him
an anonymous note. saying Ralph
Armitage is rushing your girl
David writes to Lynda, admonishng
her to beware Of Ralph Armitage.
Ralph has met with an accident,
and Lynda goes to his home to take
dictation. There he holds her hand.
and plays up to her sympathy and
simplicity.
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CHAPTER xxx
The Poor Rich Man
Ralph looked at Lynda with
questioning eyes.
Il hate a whimperer, Lynda" he
said, but sometimes think that l
do not deserve all that l have got.
Poor Stella was not to blame, and
she doesn't know now how ! am
suffering, but her father should
have told both her and me that
there was insanity In the family,
then. Oh, what's the use? It's done,
and all that is left for me is to have
as good a time as ] can, and not
think about anything too much. In
other words, Take the goods the
gods provide and, If you can side
step trouble, do 1t. Ring the bell.
my dear, and we will crack bottle
OF wine to our friendship. Don't look
SO pitiful. child. I'm not always so
angelic as l am today. expect l do
and say things that are pretty rot
ten sometimes; but please God, I'll
be decent to YOU
III ring the bell. Mr.. Armitage.
but ! cannot drink with you. All
the trouble that has come to me in
the world has been through drink,
I believe that would rather die
than drink anything that has alco.
hol' In 1t. You see, my father was
always very good father wher
sober. and sometimes wonder
whether his drinking had something
to do with mothers leaving him
He says, however, 1t was because al
women are weak and mercenary-
that they like luxury more thar
anything else-and that my mother
left him to 20 with a man wht
could give her everything tha
money could buy. 1t may not be q
good thing to tell you, Mr.. Armi.
ta4e. and have never told it Il
anyone before, but II find that m,
fathers theory Is right. and that al
women sell themselves for some.
thing, shall get the very highes
price for myself. 1t may be mar
riage. for ! think with marriage
might get all the rest; it may b.
tame, success or just wealth.
Now. please, let me take you
letters. for ! want to carry then
hack to the office and put them OF
the machine today. And, If 20,
please. I'll put on my lipsticl
again."
Ralph Armitage, who had beel
looking shocked, now laughed unit
he groaned, for it hurt his broker
ribs.
Why do you want to paint you
lips again. you funny child?
Ralph Armitage inquired.
Because I've been telling 20
too much about myself already. Yo
told ME the other day II l didn'
have my lips Redeemed you coul
tell what was going to say befor
l said II. Just now l am so sorry TO
you, but while We have been talk
ing. I have wanted to kiss you. I'r
wondering if you saw that before
Redeemed my lips?"
The man on the bed closed hi
eyes. and held out his good arm
Lynda bent down, and Or COG
lips brushed his cheek. She dre'
back hastily. for Ralph Armitag
said in a smothered voice: II thin
I'm feeling too Ill to dictate letter
today. I'll call you up tomorrow.
feel able to do it then. Thank 20,
very much, Lynda. for coming out.
Surprised and little ASHAMED
Lynda Fenton answered: Good
bye" Then she hastily went into tn
other room, where she asked fc
and pulled down the little red ha
over her shining black hair. an
without another word. she followe
the maid who was there, out TO til
car. which as evidently waiting Il