New Britain herald., 1929-07-06

Nan considered for a long minute, frowning at her reflection in the full-length mirror of the closet door How much did Estclle know about Iris Morgan and Bert Crawford Had Iris been so indiscroet as to furnish her servants with the mak- ings of a hackstairs scandal?
 "Estelle," she said at last. turning to the girl who was regarding her nervously and a little deGantly, "I should like to see you stay on here. I can see that you do your work well. This room is immaculate" She was flatterinG the girl deliberately, but justly too. and Estolle's brjeht- eninG face told her that she was on the right tack. But If you decide to stay I should like it to be very plainly understood between Us that there is to be no more gossip about Mrs. Morgan, Mrs. Morgan is abroad. She will be gone for-some time. That is absolutely all that you know. Is that clear, Estelle'"
 "Yes, Miss Carroll,' the maid answered in a low voice. And please, I'd like to stay. l didn't say anything to anybody but Maudc. and I didn't say I knew anything for sure-I was just guessing" s1e floundered
 That's all now. Estelle,' Nan dis missed her briskIy And please don't discuss anything I have said with Maude. want to talk with her my self after dinner"
 As soon as Estelle was gone, Nan stripped off the clothes she had worn to the office and, having wrap ped her small body in a dark blue silk kimonO, stepped into the con- breath with pleasure. The plaster walls above the tiles were tinted the same delicate apple-green as was used in the bedroom; the tiles them selves were a rich, deep yellow; the floor mosaic of green and yellow A door at the opposite end of the room suggested that this bath lay between two guest chambers, and she opened it, curious to see how Iris had decorated it.
 It was a smaller room than the one which had been assigned to her and for moment she was puzzled as 10 why she had been given a room with twin beds when this other guest chamber was obviously intend- cd for single visitors. Her second and more comprehensive glance told her, however. that this room had been designed for male guests, a con- cession on Iris part to the fact that her husbands fame and power in the state and even in Washington at tractcd 10 his home many an inn portant parsonage. The room was done in warm tans, browns and rich claret, the latter color appearing in the thick. shconloss silk curtains. The furniture, masculine and sub stantial was Of dark walnut.
 Nan realized suddenly that if was no longer guest room. but John Curtis Morgan's bedroom. A law took on the bedside table, a pipe, which she had secn many times. lying beside ii; an array of lnascu- line toilet accessories on the dress or top-theso Were clues so obvious that her first glance should have taken them in.
 That modns.' sho rcelcctod, that he cant hear 10 sleep in the room that is haunted by Iris"
 She bathcd more hmriedly than she had intended. for she Was acute ly conscious now that this Was his bathroom. and that she was. in q sense, an intruder But being feminine and therefore illogical. sho wished that the man she loved could see her when she was. dressed for dinner in one of the two pretty dresses she had brought for her thr'c or four svcuJ1rs in Icr om- poyer's home. Tho amb.r chiffon brought out high Iehrs of bronze m her short brown hir. d~epened her rida, rhildsMv round brown eyes moro Fel"fy than oyer.
 She found Curtis sud a fo7py. big-pa~ed aundla police puppy iUnJlm= oHl each other on the living room rug
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