The daily monitor. (Mount Clemens, Mich.) 1940-1942, 1941-03-14
fo DoucHhU1s y EDITH ELLINGTON :, ss.sy=.s

No way q visualixinS the sulvs.
0nished manner n which Clar.
ence indicated his latest needs,
All Mr. Woeming knew wag that
Beatrice paid for things. CaHnal-
II. matter.of- factly, constantly.
Another thing Mr.. Weemins
didn't know was that any girl to
whom Clarence yves likely 70 be
would have automatical-
~ supplied the same things. Be-
cause, otherwise, Clarenc G
wouldn't b engaged to marry
her. Beatrice understood that. Il
didn't matter.
Two months ago, Beatrice had
flrst laid eyes on Clarence. He
was % different from the men
she'd always knowni He had
for one thing. He kissed
her hand. He bowed from the
waist He had IN accent slight,
and husky, and Continental.
Also, Clarence was . realist. He
did not q the sons Of Crandfa-
theirs business associates, take
for grantee the fact that
money was IN evil - that one
must b apologetic> about mem
tioning II, about spending Il.
Nor did Clarence resemble
those other men she knew - the
ones who were poor but proud
and worked very hard 1t blue
prints 20 they might eventually
build bridges: or grubbed along
In some dingy Office, so that
some day they'd be . third vice
president. No. Clarence said,
with engaging frivolity, "A mil
Lion dollars, theese IL not saved
out Of . pittance, Ell? What I
could earn, II would be pathetic.
Me, I prefer visiting. Ny host
esses have invariably been 20
lovelyl How was it, didn't see
you In Hawaii2"
The Frothinghams had Just re-
turned from Hawaii, where Clar-
ence had been their house guest.
Beatrice knew that Clarence was
supposed to be the property Of
Mimi rockingham. So she said
II wasn't there. but I'm here
now"
And his black eyes looked
down into hers while they
d an c e d. Mimi rockingham
1rowned, from the side lines.
And two hours later, Mimi
rockingham was searching for
Clarence In . fury. But Beatrice
and Clarence were In q silver
airliner. Flying TO Havana. To
zee = horse race To play roulette.
TO become engaged to be mar
ried.
The magnificent emerald In
Beatrice's jewel case was Clar-
ence's actually. ITO sell it-how
foolish!" he explained. "A family
heirloom-we are of the Pazzi,
you understand - the stone has
= history, Z lineage. But for q
betrothal ring-what an invest
ment!"
Learning Of her engagement,
Mr.. Curtis Weeming had done
everything but weep. He went all
the way to Florida when she re-
turned from Havana, to falter.
This isn't wise, Miss Daven-
port" He was a man who always
grimly did his duty. "Your
grandfather always made il per-
fectly clear what sort Of man he
expected you to marry. He
warned me to be firm on that
point! He wanted you to marry
\ business man. A man who
could conserve, even increase,
the Huntington estate"
"But, its the Davenport estate
now. Besides, he should have put
that in his will"
"Your grandfather always said
positively you had enough of his
blood to be practical!" walled Mr..
Weeming. "Oh, Miss Davenport,
when ! remember how he used to
say, She's got my chini She's no
weakling, that girl. No pretty
boys going to film lam her-she
WON'T 60 marrying any counts or
dukes and figure In any divorce
His voice broke. Michael Hunt
ngton had not only been his best
friend, but his idol, as well.
You must realize. Beatrice, that
you need 4 husband who will be
able TO take over the reins Of
Management after - er-" He
ooked at her beseechingly. After
he was gone
But Beatrice said, "Poohl
Hou'll be here, lecturing on thrift
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