The Washington times., 1935-02-19


Gottlieb. As the hideous {
tears sprang into his blinking
But I thought my wife was
In Milwaukee," explained Mr..
Gottlieb again, but finding no
consolation in those vacant
words.
"And, Of course, the poor
thing must have known all along
you were running around with
other women" Juliet went on
remorselessly. wives always
know those things-but what
could she do? She could have
left you and sued for alimony.
but she happened to love you.
In good times and bad she
stuck to you for twenty years"
Thirty years" j" said Mr.. Gott-
heb he1pleSSly.
Thirty years changed her
looks a lot, didn't they? They
spoiled her figure and her COM
plexion-made her shopworn
and old and sagging. But her
love didn't change, did it? On
the inside she was still the
same girl you married thirty
years ago. And she thought
there was only one way to hold
you-that she had to compete
with those nasty little trampS
you chased with. She thought
a surgeons knife could restore
her poor old face and make
her a girl again."
CHAPTER v
Gottlieb gave his face a circu-
lar mopping. The smell Of per-
fume from his handkerchief
reached Juliet and, at the same
moment, he became aware of it
himself. With a look of min.
gled surprise and disgust he
dropped the scented thing into
the moderne wastebaSket.
where" he asked, with a
grotesque little touch of dignity,
sis my wife? Please take me to
her at once"
Juliet went down the corri-
dor with Gottlieb trotting at
her heels. At the proper door
she stood aside and let him
enter. The nurse, who was
reading a book, jumped up.
"He can't come in here!"
But Gottlieb already was in
the room-more, he was on the
side of the bed and his short
arms we're trying to embrace
the still form under the white
covers.
"Liebchen. .Hebchen. .lieb-
chen. -"
It was not, strictly speaking
q miracle but undeniably Mrs.
Gottlieb-at the sound of that
loved voice-opened her eyes.
Juliet and the nurse, both
watching, saw a faint tide OF
color creep back to the ashen
face. The lips moved Stiffly,
but only Mr.. Gottlieb was near
enough to hear what they ut
tered.
IF it's her husband I suppose
he has got the right" said the
nurse guardedly to Juliet; NOT
that it matters now"
Juliet, without a reply, LETT
the room. There was nothing
more she could do to aid the
stricken couple. Already she
had done more than Won Guer'
don with all of his Heidelberg
training and science.
There was the sound Of voices
down the corridor and moving
toward them Juliet came to a
partly open door, which revealed
q sumptuouS office. The furnl-
ture inside was lavish but mas
Culine.
Conference
Evidently this was O'Hara's
sanctum, for he was planted at
his desk while Madame Hubert
quarreled at him increasingly in
q gloomy voice. There was a
glimpse, too, of Won Guerdon.
slim and meticulous, beside a
long open window with a rich
Egyptian cigarette in his fin
gers. Juliet entered.
Hostility glared out at her
from under O'Hara's black
brows. "Well?" he demanded.
"Well, if Mrs. Gottlieb has to-
die, it's going to be in her huS
bands arms, because that's
where she is now," said Juliet
quietly. She included the three
of them in her steady ironic
gaze. IT don't know whether
I've saved you any money or
not"
Y don't know either" re-
turned O'Hara, "but I wanted