The Bismarck tribune. [volume] (Bismarck, N.D.) 1916-current, 1929-04-10
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DEWEY GROVES

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Mildred after that, and when sh,
herself brought the mans name into
the conversation he was evasive. MIL
dred, absorbed in her own unhappi-
ness, had not kept herself Informed
upon Huck's activities In the hotel.
She saw him frequently with Pa.
mela, but, so far as she knew, Pa
mela never went out with him alone
They danced together in the hotel
and fIuck often dined with Pamela,
II Harold CHANGED to be present he
sat and glowered at Huck with hope
less venom, but Mildred knew nothing
Of that.
Pamela knew that Harold had
turned against Huck for some reason
he would not say why-but she
made light Of it, and Of her brothers
half hearted orders to keep away
from Conner.
But Mildred was not thinking en-
tirely Of herself at the moment
Harold's expression revealed his
hatred and his terror Of Huck. Her
mind, already half-filled with con-
Germ for the boy. instantly associated
Huck with the change In him. But
she was too sensible to let Harold
know she had discovered even that
much.
Perhaps you're right" she said In
answer to his last remark. mo use
inviting Old Man Gloom to come sit
on your chest. Where shall we 60 for
dinner?"
Lets drive up to Westchester. /"
Harold suggested happily. 1.-THE
Bronx River Parkway is regular
stretch of fairyland now"
Il didn't know you believed in
fairies" Mildred teased, watching him
closely. Already the strain had gone
q little from his young features and
the sullen hatred from his sunken
eyes.
You'd better run along now and
let me finish my work." she told him,
cheered to know she had the power
to make someone happier.
BE ready on the dot" Harold said
before he left.
Mildred worked fast, compelling
herself to put all thought Of Harold
and Huck out OF her mind until she
was free to concentrate upon them
without interference.
Promptly when her day was done,
she was ready to 60 with Harold.
There was just one thing she had to
do-telephone to her mother. She
picked up the instrument on her
desk and gave the number.
I'm going up to Westchester with
Harold Judson," she said when Con-
ME answered her call. TELL mother
I'll be home late maybe"
X \ X
Harold came up in time to hear the
last words. Mildred felt a little guilty
over his exuberance. She had made
up her mind to get the truth about
Huck Conner II she could and she was
prepared to stay out late to do 1t.
Looks like the beginning Of q
happy evening"" Harold told her. Il
was afraid you'd want me to take
you home when the curfew rang"
1T all depends upon you," Mildred
warned him. Don't make love to
me and I'll be a regular Cinderella
Except that I haven't ball dress"
Want to stop at your place and
changer" Harold asked.
I'D like to, II you don't mind wait
ing, but there aren't any ball dresses
In my wardrobe"
"You don't need fine feathers"
That's a married mans line
Harold"
But I'd like to dress you in y
Il know: it's sweet Of you." Mildred
interrupted. Come on; you know
what's ahead Of you before you get
to Westchester."
Policemen" Harold groaned, ION
every corner"
But in spite Of the impediments to
their progress they both enjoyed the
drive to Mildred's home, and Harold
got only one ticket.
wait down here: I'll be just a
minute" Mildred said at the entrance
to her dwelling.
Her minute grew into 10, is, and
then Harold went up to remind her
that he.was waiting. At first no one
answered his ring at the door. He
pressed the button again, beginning
to entertain q vague uneasiness. Pres
emily he heard some one fumbline
with the double lock; then the door
was thrown open and Connie stood
there In the hall with white, fright
ened face and shaking hands that
she put out impulsively when she
recognized him.
oh" she cried, I'VE forgot al
about you. Come in, please. Mothers
had an accident"
| She stepped back and Harold en-
tered the hall. where's Mildred?'
he asked. "Have you called a doc.
tori"
Connie nodded, Mildred did. She
told me to 60 down to you. but mother
was suffering 50 it slipped my mind.
I Can be Of any service? Get any
thing from the drug store?" Harold
inquired.
"You might try. It's q very hae
burn. We've put oil and flour on II
and DR.. Brill will be here soon, but
maybe the druggist could give you
something to relieve the pain q little. y
Harold was turning away when Mil
dred cried out in terror from her
mothers room.
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