The Bismarck tribune. [volume] (Bismarck, N.D.) 1916-current, 1930-03-11

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"Just who is Mrs. Lambert?' Dun
dee asked cheerfully, as he set about
packing his dressing-case for the
weekend.
Mrs. Letitia Lambert, of course.
I guess everybody that can read has
heard Of the Lambert family" Mrs.
Rhodes informed him scornfully.
Real society people since before the
Revolution. This Mrs. Lambert was
the beautiful Letitia Cavendish, who
refused the hand of a prince and an
earl to marry Van Rensselaer, Lam
bert"
LAS well she might, If he had a
name like that" Dundee chuckled.
still quoting the society editor, I
suppose?"
"Well, If I am, I suppose she knew
what she was talking about" Mrs.
Rhodes retorted. She had q big
write-up of Mrs. Lambert when Abbie
Berkeley and Clorinda brought her
home with them from Europe, like a
prize dog on a lash. II you ask me,
I think Abbie Berkeley's got an awful
nerve, hiring a society secretary who
couldn't have been bribed to ask her
to sit down at her table when she was
queening it over New York society,""
slightly involved, but not entirely
obscure" Dundee murmured. Nov
Mother Rhodes, be q lamb and help
me check this junk to see If I have
enough glad rags to last me over a
Berkeley weekend.
Mrs. Rhodes bent over the dressing
case. tennis flannels. That's right!
They've got a court. ). Golf breeches,
wooden stockings, sports shirts.
They'll be dragging you over to the
Country club to play golf and I'll bet
my new fall hat Abbiell apologize
because their own private golf course
amt laid out yet! =. What's this?
Just q Tuxedo! Haven't you got a
swallow-tail coat? I told you the big
blowout tomorrow night is to be
formal. :. Well, If you haven't, you
haven't, and I guess they ought to be
glad to have you, even in a business
suit"
What about q little low comedy to
liven things up tomorrow evening?
I might pin my detective badge on
my vest and flash it nonchalantly-"
Dundee suggested, his blue eyes
wicked with amusement at his land
lady's horror.
"Abbie Berkeley'd have her butler
throw you out and then she'd disin-
herit Dick Berkeley for having invited
such low-life scum" Mrs. Rhodes as
sured him.
IA crook disguised as q lady or a
gentleman might pinch the fair
Abbie's pearl necklace, and it would
come in handy to have a detective on
the scene," Dundee reminded her.
AFTER all, I'll have to give Captain
strawn some excuse for being off
duty for a whole weekend. Not that
anything ever happens in this town,
since Dan Griffin was removed from
circulation" he added gloomily. mot
a single, honest-to-God murder mys-
terry for two and a half months. I've
a good notion to move to Chicago
Nov who's bloodthirsty?" Mrs.
Rhodes Knocked. And where's your
bathing suit? There's q natural lake
at Hillcrest that's been enlarged and
deepened-"
Swimming the last weekend IN
September" Dundee shivered IN an
ticipation.
won't do any harm to put your
bathing suit in" Mrs. Rhodes was
implacable. She got the suit herself
and tucked it in firmly. IF the tenn
perature amt below zero Abbie Berk-
eley will make you all try out her
swimming pool, If she has to push
you in" =,
"You do love Abbie, don't you?'
Dundee grinned. Il take it she must
be rather poisonous. Perhaps II her
guests or her family feel as you &c
about her, my weekend won't be
Misunderstanding from q professional
standpoint"
"When you see Abbie Berkeley
guess you'll understand" Mrs. Rhodes
assured him grimly. IF there's any
thing I can't. abide, it's q nobody
putting on airs like she was the queen
of Roumania. I went to high school
with Abbie Berkeley when she was
Abbie Smith and didn't have three
| whole dresses or q real friend to hel
name, and now she stares at mt
through q lorgnette as II I was
| strange species of insect she hadn't
| happened to run across before"
Perhaps" Dundee suggested gently
"she was Negotiated 90 thoroughly
when she was q nobody that she Y
getting q sweet Joy Of high-hattint
| others now"
"Hunh!" Mrs. Rhodes snorted
shed a-had friends II shed beer
worth anybody's time making friend
With. A silly little sneak she was ant
q silly, over dressed fat woman shei
grown up to be! But where did yol