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months on the continent. bringing
a splendid wardrobe and definite
plans for acquiring Husband Num-
Der Two.
Dwight Parsons had been salts
factory enough, though never really
rich. Blond beauty sometimes fades
swiftly, and Mrs. Parsons saw the
future through shrewd eyes.
Dwight had been a boyhood
friend Of John Mitchell. The Par
sons home was one of the few at
which Mitchell called regularly
whenever he visited the metropolis
during his long years of residence
in Chicago.
Serenely Evelyn Parsons smiled
as she touched q flame to her Gig
aret and gazed OF across the no.
rizon from an opened window.
The apartment was high up, cool
even on sultry evening. Evelyn
called it a small place." but she
lived alone with her maid, Rose, and
two Pekingese dogs.
She was dividing her time between
the apartment in town and COM
Portable house on Lond Island be-
cause of disagreeable details con-
corning Dwight's estate. involved in
what seemed interIninable legal
tangles.
Evelyn consulted a clock. Nearly
Q! Mitchell should be there any
moment.
CHE tapped the ash from her Gig
~ aret absently. She was no
longer smiling. Evelyn Parsons lips
formed a firm line and her eyes
grew calculating, her beauty disap-
peared.
Like the purring feline Evelyn's
sleek, silky exterior concealed claws
Two softly shaded lamps illumi-
mated the living room. Evelyn was
standing beside the central window
in a pose she knew was becoming
She considered. then withdrew to q
low divan. She had remembered
that the lighting there would be
more flattering.
Rose entered the room carrying
tray and glasses.
Put them here-on the coffee
table," Evelyn instructed. "Anc
bring that box of cigarets, will you?'
Making a man comfortable was
to Evelyn Parsons the first lessor
in entertaining. She was always
very careful about this.
The bell rang.
There was scarcely time for Mrs
Parsons to turn her head and shoul-
ders to the proper angle, to assume
the exact degree Of cordiality in hel
smile before Rose ushered in the
guest.
Welcome, John MITCHELL"
The woman came forward with
outstretched hand.
Good evening. Good Of you tt
let me come, Evelyn"
Nonsense. I'm so awfully glad *
see you! Here in this hot city-hoV
on earth do you men stand it?
mean, staying here and working il
offices. It's a treat to have vol
come and talk to me-"
Il hope you weren't going out?'
When I have the opportunity O.
staying here and chatting? No, in
deed!"
But you were going!"
Nov, joint OF course I'm not
I've-postponed the engagement. 1
was nothing that I wanted to do
really. I'm awfully fortunate to b.
able to get out of it,
She leaned forward. hands helC
together, smiling guilelessly.
Mitchell's face was serious.
We'll, it's a big favor to me anc
I appreciate it. I'm up against q
problem-well, to tell you the truth
I don't know what to do.
Tonight I felt thatsI needed t.
talk to some one. You were the only
one I could think of who would un-
derstand-"
Then I'm glad you camel"
Mitchell moved impatiently. Be-
fore he could continue Mrs. Parsons
poured beverage into a glass hall
filed with ice. She held it toward
him.
You'll have some?" she asked
sweetly. 1T will make you fee
cooler"
The man took the glass, drank
deeply.
The interruption had been nicely
timed. Mitchell surveyed his host
ess.
"Jove, but you look cool! How
do you manage it?"
Silvery laughter was the answer.
Something more than laughter
spoke from Evelyn Parsons eyes
but she was quick to avert them
She had decided l. was high time
her appearance won attention.
Never mind my looks, John, .
the woman said quickly. 7 want
to hear what this is that is bother
ing you"
well, I'll have to tell you a
story" Mitchell put down the
empty glass. Mind If I smoker"