The Bismarck tribune., 1929-04-26

CHAPTER XxVII1

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CHAPTER XVIII
Mildred was still without 4 posi-.
ton. She was free to seek Huek Con.
nor at any time, but household duties
kept her at home throughout the
morning. And by afternoon, when
she went to the Judson and asked
for him, it was too late. He was out
of town. she was told. No, he had not
said when he would return.
Huck had gone to town few
miles up the Hudson river where q
retired gangster kept q convenient
hideaway camouflaged as 4 chicken
farm. He had business with the pro-
prietor, one Ras Poberlin.
On her way from the hotel Mildred
passed the Mettle Agency, and though
she would not allow her steps to slow
she could not keep from glancing
through the plate-glass window, hop
Ing for glimpse Of Stephen.
Naturally she did not see him as he
was even then headed for y. B.s
place under Lefty films malign
direction.
Mildred told herself it was better
not to see him, but as she hurried on
she was conscious Of q keen disap-
pointment. Her heart ached for sight
OF Stephen and even her pride, great
as 1t was, could not moderate the
desire.
There were other things besides
thoughts Of Stephen to occupy her
mind, however. and Mildred was too
conscientious to neglect them. She
must make few calls where 1t was
possible she might obtain q position.
The outlook at home was becoming
gloomy. The small income derived
from cautious investment Of the In
surance money her father had left
was insufficient to meet the bills.
Il must have q job," Mildred told
herself worriedly. IF we fall behind
with the rent and get into debt there
won't be even so much as trip to
Coney Island on Sundays for our va
cation this summer"
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She could not help feeling bitter
toward Pamela at that moment. Once
on q hot, humid day. she had been
sent to the Judson boat where it was
anchored In the breexe-swept Sound
to do some work for the owner. Il
had been Paradise to her luxury
starved senses.
The unexpected warmth Of the
present day brought 1t back to hel
mind. Well. Stephen had tasted o1
that luxury. She didn't blame him SC
much but, Of course. he was In
love with Pamela, in spite Of hei
brutal selfishness.
Mildred could picture her curled ur
on her, lacy pillows; commanding thai
even her slightest whim be satisfied
while walk the streets looking fol
work." was Mildred's bitter reflection
The injustice Of it still smArted. Shl
was efficient. capable, but on q para.
site creatures wish she had beer
treated as though her worth In thu
world were Of no more account thar
q fly's.
Her resentment clung Is the dal
wore away and she was still mum.
bered among the unemployed. ohl
knew that 1t might be weeks befor,
she found position. Chance, va
such . large element In this matter
In New York. People missed bil
opportunities by q hairs breadth
others stumbled upon them whel
they were not wanted.
Mildred was genuinely worried
Her mother noted her doWncast ex
preston when she returned homl
and mad0 her lie down Tor Z ley
minutes before dinner.
Mildred had had to tell her mothe
that she'd lost her position at th
Judson Hotel but she did not reveo
her concern for the immediate IL
ture.
It was not Just this ALONE tha
troubled her, her mother knew. 70
lOonnie had told her of Stephens en
| Igagement to Pamela. -
I Mildred came out to the kitchen l,
time to brotl tho hamburger cAke
and fix the salad. Connie was cut
ting up some cold boiled potatoe
How much butter1" she aske
when shs went 70 the cupboard for
frying pan.
"Dutterl" hor mother exclaimed
"Use the TT dfippinSs. And 20
needn't have peeled the potatoe
The akin i healthfll when IT, nie
and cloan."
Connte sroaned. "You can bot II
eoin1 - marry = big butter-aud-eo
man ~ saM deterninedly. y hat
TT dTlpplnes."
i ordlmas1ly Mildred would 1as
l sjven her : little sjstef1y a4yico III
such y remark, but tonight the oiol
elsl N1e prooccunio6 md 1115it-