Montgomery County sentinel. [volume] (Rockville, Md.) 1855-1974, 1930-06-27
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N ESS squeezed the juice of two
* oranges into two slim glasses.
IL Between whiles she tended
bread toasting on the little cleo
trio grill and coffee bubbling in the
aluminium pot on the oil stove. she
was getting breakfast for Cady and
herself She looked very fresh and
bright in her blue linen, which was
bit old-fashioned, like all her ward
robe nowadays. There was carefully
darned run in her white silk hose and
one shoe was a trifle stubbed at the
toe.
"Breakfast" she called cheerily.
: Cady came in from the small shop
where he had been selling lollipops
to a bunch of kids. He was laughing
over the transaction. Cady looked as
beautifully bathed and shaver as ever.
Even in his spotless white cotton coat
he could have passed for statesman
or a millionaire.
They sat at opposite sides Of the
small table, which was covered with
a blue-and-white oilcloth. But the
dishes were fine china and the silver
was monogrammed. Bess had kept
few things which she considered nee
essary when they sold the Oak ave-
nue. house furnished. For the rest, the
small room seemed bit crowded with
a day bed, rocking chairs, kitchen cab
met, stove, cupboard and sink. Yet
the room with a sleeping apartment
and bathroom overhead constituted
their home, and somehow it conveyed
an air of coziness and comfort.
There's the bell Sit still. I'll wait
on them" Bess sprang up and ran
into the shop. She gasped at the sight
Of lustrous limousine drawn up in
front with a liveried chauffeur star
ing at the orangeade sign. Through
the screen door was just entering the
handsomely-clad woman who had
stepped from the expensive car.
"Why, it's Katherine DartW Bess
exclaimed. you back?"
II arrived home last night. Of course
Mary Gates wrote me abroad. Oh,
Bess! My poor dearW Mrs. Darts
kiss left a tear perfumed with chypre
on Bess' cheek.
Just in time for breakfast! Come
in and see Cady" Bess drew her visit
or into the back room. Mrs. Dart
sank into rocker. She struggled with
her agitation. II am glad to find you
both taking 1t like this" she moaned.
"My dear Katherinel" Cady smiled.
Were having a jolly time!"
You're putting on a brave front.
But I-know."
Tell me about your trip. Did you
have a wonderful time? But of course
you did. Nobody could be in Paris and
London this weather without having a
wonderful time. And you stayed a
whole year. Cady and I stayed only
three months" Bess was talking fast,
fencing for time
u never dreamed anything like this
would befall you in my absence" Mrs.
Dart faltered.
"liullo! There's a customer The
bell had tlnkled. Cady left the room
hnrtily. Mrs. Dart looked after him
with sad pity in her eyes.
When he returned he found Mrs.
Dart ready to co., She was not de-
t"ined. Bess kept up her show of
fricndlineSs and nOnchalance until the
last instant. But as the limousine de-
parted from their door she flung her
self, sobbing, into her husbands arms.
ITO pity me! When she used to beg
for my least little favor!"
There, there" Cady soothed her,
patting her shoulder. "Sit down and
I'll pour you cup of hot coffee; yours
is cold. Maybe now we can 90 on with
our breakfast in peace. So long as it
had to come I'm glad it's over Say,
sold a box of that stuff you've got
In the Window big box"
busting POWDER" The strain be-
gan to leave Bess' face. She set great
store by her carefully chosen line of
toiletries. "Who got it, darlingY"
"The little Staclo girl, whose sister
was married the other day."
shes pretty and so nice. These
foreign-born girls compete favorably
with the daughters of our best fami-
lies. I've seen both sides now so I
know-Oh, Cady! I'm an old fool but
Katherine Dart just about did for me.
why can't folks stay where they be-
long and let US alone? They seem to
think we are to blame for losing our
money"
Let her go. She probably won't
bother us again. Here Take a bit of
my cooky. Maybe Nine. Dart forgets
know how her husband got his
money. Whatever passed through my
hands going or coming wasn't vince.
died out Of the pockets Of poor guile
less suckers"
you're wonderful, Cady. l admire
you more this minute than did when
you used to come home from a d.
rectors' meeting with talk of big fin.
ance--oh, dear That, bell !"
THAT'S what we're here for!" Cady
chuckled as he hurried into the shop.
A tiny old lady stood there. Her
dark eyes twlnkled as she smiled up
into the tall mans face.
Are you and Mrs. Rocket too busy
TO see taller?" She asked.
mot at all. Step into the next
room"