The Hardin tribune-herald. [volume] (Hardin, Mont.) 1925-1973, 1934-05-04
Be late"

false sympathy behind which he de-
tected the good players contempt for
the duffer.
He left Ashworth on his way to the
showers and took a taxi home. He
could, he knew, get rid Of a lot of the
sting by telling Anne about it, about
how a pebble got in the path of a per-
feet fourteen putt at the third hole
and spoiled the rest of his game.
But when he came upon Anne he lost
all desire for sympathy in a new ex-
ASPIRATION. For Anne was in the gar
den. She and little Allan we're busy
Kidding it of weeds. She Strengthened
up and brushed the hair back from her
eyes and looked like the tall, slender
Ceres, goddess Of the harvest. But he
was too angry to note that.
Anne" he said, looking at his wrist
watch. do you realize it's almost six
o'clock?"
Hello, dear" She smiled. mo, I
didn't. The weeds are terrible. I've
neglected the garden this week and
they certainly have taken advantage
Look at them!"
"Yeh, daddy" Endorsed little Allan.
"See! Ssh! Hwssh!"
"Anne, you look like a peasant. And
Allans' dirty. Come on. You'll be late
mo, I won't darling. But thanks for
the compliment. You go ahead and get
your shower Don't worry about me.
You'll be proud Of me yet"
But when dressed for dinner, he left
the house at 6:35 to pick up Ashworth
at the club she was locked in the bath
room, and he could hear the water
running into her tub.
Both men saw her at the same in
slant as they entered the front door of
the little white house and stood in the
reception hall. She was coming down
the front broad staircase. She wore an
evening gown Of russell with a hint of
flame smouldering in it. It wa nodded
to her so that it revealed every
line Of her body. Out of it rose the
warm, dusky ivory of her bust and
lovely shoulders and slender columnar
neck. Her little head was carried
proudly. Her lips were parted in a
faint smile and her eyes were, as al
ways, serene. Her slender, silken an
kleS, and her slim, shapely feet tWinkled
beneath the long dress.
Ashworth was a high powered sales
a and, as such, a shrewd student Of
human nature. He knew that in a caSe
like Stanwick's, the wife had a great
deal Of authority in the matter Of the
loosening-or tightening-of the family
purse strings. So it was his invariable
policy In such cases to exert as much
charm and good fellowship o.. the wife
as on the husband. Watching her de-
scending the stairs, he realized it would
hn no rf1Ns11or1v nocy n ho orrooh1o tn
Mrs. Stanwick. She was, he recognize
ed, a mighty pretty and attractive
woman.
Adams reactions were, at first, faint
" familiar, but the faintness was to
disappear before the evening was owe
"Lordl" he thought, II forgot that Anne
could be so beautiful. How in heavens
name did she do it so quickly? Less
than an hour ago she looked like a
squaw. Then he noted that her dress
was cut pretty low in front. No mar
ried woman, he thought angrily, should
show as much Of herself to anyobdy but
her husband.
An old, almost forgotten instinct
made him glance quickly at the sales
have his worst fears realiz-
ed. Ashworth seemed to him to have
just passed the peak Of pleased sur
prise. Color was surging in his cheeks.
his eyes were sparkling and his teeth
ghstening In q smile Of pleasure.
Allan stiffly introduced them and
proceeded to take charge Of the con-
versatton. But both ignored him. In
spite Of himself he became q very un-
happy spectator. forced to the sidelines