Evening star., 1934-01-10

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81 now as any other time,
Doug said, that I have no
L intention of ever living with
you-as your husband. Well
stick it out together, for appearances
sake, until get this mess Strengthened
out. Then you take your money, Ill
take mine and we'll live happily ever
after-with somebody else"
Charity got up with cold little bow,
her breakfast untouched.
Now that we understand each
other" She left the sentence unf1n-
tshed and started away.
Doug got up and threw his napkin
down petulantly:
And don't want to live out here IN
this bowling wilderness, either I'm
going in town to find penthouse some
place!"
It was less than a week later that
Doug told Charity he had found a pent-
house overlooking Central Park. Char
ity was sorry to leave Templehaven. be-
cause it was so quiet and Spring had
lent 1t the enchantment of falryland
But from another angle the idea OF
moving into town appealed TO ner.
Doug might not spend every evening
with Yanner-and go out on parties TIL
all hours of the morning, If 1t weren't
quite so easy to drive over to her mouse.
Charity had felt at home in Temple
haven. When Rafferty, drove her INTO
New York and stopped in front OF a tall
building, panic seized her. She'd never
been in a penthouse. How dld one geC
M She didn't even know the flrst tnng
about penthouse life.
Rafferty, saved the day. She waited
for him to take her bags ana 1oiloweo'
inside she discovered it was an apart
ment hotel. The chauffeur spoke 10 the
uniformed attendant who had opened
the door for them. w .o
"Mrs Temple would like to go up 10
her apartment." The attendant toucheo
his cap stiftly. 49,, oor +o
'"The private elevator in the rear 10
your left, madame" -
Rafferty, handed a oellnoy tne oaSs Is
and disappeared. The elevator toon ,
Charity to the top floor ana the ~, DDy
opened the door into what seemed HAe
a huge hall.
q butler. impeccable in livery ana
vooden in face, bowed to Charlty'
am Walker. madame"
Charity didn't know exactly what 70
sav or do. AS she hesitated, maid
appeared and, inclining her head, SAID
s1I am Sylvia, madame. Mr.. Tempe
says I am to serve you
.Thank vou." Charity gulped. 1t
came to her with sickening realization
that she knew nothing about servants
Not even how to make use OF them. -,
.sShaIl I lead the way for, madame?
Sylvia asked helpfully. ..
"Yes. do" Charity managed. then, 10
nv room first, please"
sylvia, a tall blond Swedish girl: was
disappointed. She had seen Doug
Tenple several times in the two days
since he had taken the penthouse ano
hired her along with it. And she mao
expected to serve a beautiful lady with
a wardrobe of clothes. which would give
her something to brag about. But II
was evident from the blue suit and blue
turban worn by Mrs. Temple upon her
arrival that serving her would be nc
such gay adventure.
The maid led Charity through an
other hall, small one off the large hall
and into large room.
This. madame" she informed Char-
ity with a wide smile and only the
slightest trace of an accent, is the
sitting room that goes with your suite,
Charity looked about in beWllderment
"How charming" she said then, noting
that it was in walnut with blue Satlny
upholstery and blue drapeS at the WIN
dows. In the corner was grand piano
Sylvia then led her through the liv-
ing room and into a boudoir in blue
and gold 1t was stunningly beautiful
Of the bed room was large bath room
with sunken tub. Charity thought te
herself that it was almost long enough
to swim few strokes in. But the
crowning surprise came when SylVlf
walked across the boudoir where a lone
row of windows opened to the floor ano
threw one Of them open.