Nogales international., 1935-03-02


her arrival she marries Barry Duane, her
nearest neighbor. Against her better luds-
ment she accompanies her husband East
Mrs. Duane IS bitterly resentful OF Anne.
Wealthy Cleo Pendleton, her obvious choice
VOWS revenge. Anne recognizes man iol-
tering On the Duane grounds. Later Barry
tells Anne John Gage is the real head OF
the Duane mills. He fails to note her frozen
silence.
Certainly, if you wish" Mrs.
Duane agreed politely. Thank you
for the book, my dear. AS for your
driving, I am sure that it is better
than having no one with you but
that new chauffeur. / don't like his
looks, Cleo"
~Oh, I know Kennedy looks
wicked. think he isn't used to this
kind of work, and taking orders
from women makes him sulky. !
think he'll soon be settled down,
for he seems TO be very much inter-
ested in one of your maids. I'm sure
l caught sight OF him waiting out
side when | came tonight"
81 must look into that" Mrs.
iDuane's voice was edged.
whats the use? They'll only
deny it," Cleo shrugged lazily.
"Dear me, / believe we're going
to see the clandestine meeting. How
excitingl"
Down the shadowed path a girls
figure moved quickly. She skirted
the far end of the garden and went
with slower steps toward the hedge.
The hedge was lower at that end
of the garden On the other side OF
it man nodded slightly and saun-
tered along toward the rear gate.
The girl in the garden followed him.
Cleo was on her feet, breathing
apologies.
"Oh, Mrs. Duane, please forgive
me. / didn't dream-I didn't mean
to intrude like this. I'll never for
give myself. I'll go now"
my dear Cleo, you have not in
truded in the least. shall speak
to Bertha, of course"
Grey-faced in the darkness, Mrs.
Duane held her head high. No one,
rot even Cleo Pendleton, should be |
allowed to discuss this shameful
thing with her.
Cleo grimaced slightly, unseen
The lights flashed on. But after
Cleo had gone she plunged the
room into darkness again and stood
rigidly unyielding.
my sons wife, Her face was
a,,b;+a - Ala do r1-raca
Barry was reading when his
mother entered the library.
"Still up? But suppose you had
callers"
at was Cleo" said his mother
briefly. Barry, | wish you would
come with me to my rooms.
Quickly"
"of course, will Anything
wrong there?"
Everything is wrong" said Mrs.
Duane bitterly II have had the
humiliation of seeing my sons wife
steal out through the garden at
night to meet another man"
"Motherp There was a note in
Barry's voice that she had never
heard before. II am afraid" he said
carefully, "that l shall have to ask
you to explain that-extraordinary
statement"
Il have told you. Come and see
for yourself"
Nancy and I don't spy on each
other. Besides, she went to her
room with headache. Why do you
assume that it was she?"
! "Our maids do not appear in
evening dress"
! Nancy gave Bertha one of hers
last week. Someone had spilled
coffee On it,"
"It was not Bertha" said Mrs.
duane coldly. Il know it was Anne
The man was obviously waiting for
her. / did not see his face, but
have the unpleasant knowledge that
"a common chauffeur-that insolent
creature who drives Cleo was
hanging around outside only a little
!while before"
"You didn't even see them meet?"
He laid a pleading hand on her
arm. Mother, why can't you be
kinder to Nancy? Do you think that
it has been pleasant for me to see
that my mother refuses to accept
my wife as her daughter?"
do you think that it is pleasant
for your mother to know that this
place is buzzing with sordid in
nuendo because Barry Duane's wife
never refers to single day of her
life before she came to that bar
barous place where you met herr"
"And who has been spreading
such precious gossip as that?" The
moment of pleading was gone. For
the first time Mrs. Duane was
afraid of the thing she had done.
81 overheard it," she said with |
dignity. "The very way it was said
showed that it was common gossip"
"Wh0 said itl" His eyes were