The Wyandotte herald. (Wyandotte, Mich.) 1879-1943, 1940-06-21
SECOND
WEDNESDAY
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Nv ELIZABETH LINSCOTT
Mcclure Syndic ate-WNU ServiceD

marble bench where one could sit
entirely hidden from view and watch
the Second WedneSdayerS" through
the screening branches as they
peered and pOked and praised. OF
course. the marble bench wasn't
there for that reason at all. One
was supposed to look dreamily out
over the sparkling waters of the IN
let to the shining bay beyond. But
Carey loved the view of the house
Yes, even on second Wednesdays
when the public strolled in small
groups over its spacious lawns and
terraces, or with faces cupped be-
tween hands stared in through the
easement windows.
There were times, though, when
she wanted to turn her back on all
that and just gaze over the water,
over the inlet where the big white
yacht rode at anchor, and out to the
open sea.
But today so engrossed was she in
the house and people that she start
ed guiltily at the sound of a voice
close behind her
Does one pay admission or just
walk in?"
THE grounds are open to the pub
lie free of charge on the second We'd
nesday of the month but you are sup
posed to enter by the front gate"
Carey recited not looking up.
Il meant this private little spot.
However, as you don't seem to have
bothered to use the front gate, why
should II"
You don't know how got here"
Carey said GROSSLY.
She wished he'd go away.
There was a short silence.
Il say-you-you don't live here,
do your"
Carey's eyes twinkled up at him.
There was such awe in his voice
And now that she'd looked at him
she didn't wish so much that he'd
go away.
mot right here" she said.
The young man looked eagerly
down at dark brown curls falling
back from her uplifted face, at shin
ing gray eyes fringed by perfectly
incredible lashes, at warm, red
mouth.
In that big house? Oh, CORY,
may l sit down beside you? l never
sat on a marble bench with a real
socialite before. Mind?"
"Wh-why, no." said Carey little
breathlessly and added, 81 guess it
wouldn't matter, would it? You
seem to be sitting
Il not only seem to be, dear lady,
l am" and he smiled down at her
with charming confidence. His near
ness and his irresistible charm had
an upsetting effect on Carey.
"The family all go out on Sec
ond Wednesdays, she said to hide
her embarrassment.
"Then why didn't you?"
"I?-Oh, l like to hide and watch"
Intimate glimpses of the hoi-
polloi peering and peeking-and
spelling a lovely thing" he said bit
terly. 81 should think you'd hate
it."
"Oh, no. I'm glad they can enjoy
it. / wish every one could live in
a place like this always" She
sighed wistfully.
so do l, really. Only think if
l lived here, I'd be selfish enough
not to want anyone at all to invade
my Eden-But tell me about your
self. This may be my only chance
for chit-chat with society? Would
you tell me your name? Mines
John"
Mines Carey"
Carey Hunter. Nice"
How do you know it's Hunter?"
This is the Hunter estate. You
live here. Q. E. D. You must be
Carey Hunter"
OF course, John Sherlock
Holmes"
mo, John Derek. Sorry, I should
have told you"
Tell me, john" said Carey twin
king, "of the haunts and habits of
the hoi-polloi."
He crossed his long legs and drew
pipe from the bullying pocket of
his jacket. Mind if l smoke? Well,
we haunt the places of people who
have more money than we, when
we are, doubtless, much richer and
happier than they"
Il wonder" said Carey softly.
What! Are you going to shat
ter my cherished dream of the poor
little rich girl!'
Perhaps you're hanging on to that
idea because you hate to admit your
envy of the things others have?-
But l mustn't interrupt. Next-hab-
it's"
Habits HIM" He pulled
thoughtfully at his pipe and regard
ed her whimsically out of the corner
of his eye. "Well, the pleasantest
is talking to beautiful ladies on mar
BILE benches"
Carey laughed "And the worst?"
"The worst is wishing for what
you haven't got But tell me about
your life You can observe US, but
we barely get glimpse of you shut
behind your tall hedges and iron
gates"
Except on second Wednesdays, "
said Carey