CHAPTER XX!il—Continued.
se] Goon
Mrs. Romilly finished her wholesale |
order and wheezed out like a grand |
old automobile of an early model,
When they were alone the partners |
gazed at Daphne's list and then at |
each other, |
Mrs, Chlvvis exclaimed.
we can't fill it.”
“We're going to fill it.”
“But how?”
“Darned if I know, but— Well, we'll |
have to get a lot of sewing-women in |
and. sit up nights” |
“But the material. We can't buy
those things on credit.”
“Then I'll borrow cash and pay for!
it.”
“Borrow where? You said
wouldn't trouble your brother.™ |
“I'm not responsible for what I have
sald or may say. Besides, I don’t mind |
going to Bayard, mow that I ean go |
with success. I'll eall on him in a
business way and offer him interest
and all that. I guess Mrs. Romilly's
name is good enough collateral.”
All unconscious of Daphne's affairs, |
Bayard was approachin office |
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Bayard hung up the receiver, pushed
the telephone away as a bitter cup,
“Great convenience, the telephone!
money than I ever hoped to have. ‘For
want of a nail the shoe was lost’ Oh
well, It saves me from spending it
ily. But if I'd bad five thousand
My God! if I'd had five
thousand dollars.”
Daphne could think of nothing more
helpful to say than a casual, "How's
“Don’t ask me!" Bavard smiled,
“Tell me, What can I do for you,
honey, before I go to take some nasty
medicine from the president.”
“Nothing dear. I had to come down-
town on an errand, so I thought I'd
run in and say ‘hello! ”
“Well, hello!”
with doleful tenderness and she went
out of his office into the elevator. Its
iron-barred door and its clanking
1
aed
Inz, and the bottomless pit it dropped
CHAPTER XXIV.
aphne wanted to run away from
houghts she walked for
up deep ravine
She dared not go back to
Chivvis just yet bad
She thought of asking Clay for
She pt the appalling {dea
i mn
brain with a puff of derisi
rot and fn
or two the of
nile
with
er
KW
from her
Besides, was out of town, Bayard
had sald. She thought eof asking Tom
rind to blow that
Idea from her mind, but it kept drift.
of stubborn thistle.
could not outwalk it
d
ie
She t
She
she
At length grew
2 80 esperate
booth
1 up Duane's num-
ber. He chanced to be at home. When
he heard her voice :
"Oh Lord, it's good to hear you.
again,
he cried
ior frser ssoves y sftohetinne
Sing sing again, nighting
“I'm no nightingale
yr 4
you
the w
I'mahb
an investment.”
him ¥. The
Hy made him whis-
Romilly
"Old Gorgon Zola,” he called her,
in
She told hole stor
“But the clothes aren't made, and I
em till I get some money.
Mrs. Romilly Finished Her Wholesale |
Order and Came Wheezing Out Like
a Grand Old Automobile of an Early
Model.
with the brisk manner of a triumphant
capitalist. But that was bluff for out-
ward effect. He was actually dizzy
with loss of bearings and control.
Bayard had carried heavier burdens
than Clay, and under the sting of
Lella's whip had taken greater risks
for higher prizes. The crash in the
street had found him so extended that
he could not recover without a idition-
al help. That very morning one of
his brokers had called on him for a re-
newal of margins. He had to have
five thousand dollars or he would lose
fifty,
Rebuffed from every door, Bayard
had gone to Wetherell's office—a mys. |
terious sort of place surrounded by
guards and secret service men to
ward off the menace of spies, real and
imaginary.
Bayard had unusnal difficulty in
passing the lines. The reason he soon
heard. A new man was in charge in
Wetherell's place, a retired British of-
ficer whose natural and affected gruff-
ness was aggravated by the unpleas-
ant nature of his tasks, He had only
one eye,
He made Bayard describe who and
what he was and what he winted,
Only Bayard's desperation gave him
strength to ask this old Cyclops for
sn advance on new contracts,
Bayard went away in a stupor. He
had intelligence enough to feel that he
could less safely attack Wetherell
now than before. He would seem to
be tmaplicated in the fellow's malfeas-
ance. He would only advertise to his
ereditors that his vaunted contracts
were worthless, Business men will en-
dure much to escape such publication
of their wrongs,
Bayard kept his head high till he
reached his own office, Then he fell
Into his chair and propped his elbows
on his desk and gripped his hot brows
in his bunds as If he were holding his
skull together. It is the business man’s
attitude of prayer,
It was thus that Daphne found him
when she opened the door narrowly
and closed it behind her as softly as
Ia Tosca. She was beaming with af-
fection and Importance, and when at
her mischievous “Ahem 1” Bayard
looked up she was so pretty that he
forgot himself long enough to smile
and rush forward to embrace her,
She was wondering how to state her
errand when the telephone rang. It
startled Bayard strangely. He caught
It to his lips as a toper lifts a glass.
He pressed the receiver to his ear and
_ ®vidently recegnized the voice that
ald “Hello” from somewhere,
a dd
on the most excellent security 3
“How much do you want? Where
shall I bring it?
“Mail two—er—five hundred dollars
to the shop, will you? And I ean never
thank you enough.”
“Hush. It's me that thanks you.
Don't you want more?”
“No, thanks”
“It will be there in the early mail
and I may call round later to put a
mortgage or something on the place.”
“Good-by,” she chuckied, and hung
up the recelver. She was crying soft-
ly as she stole from the blessed booth,
and she looked less like a successful
business woman than ever,
Something made her think of Weth-
erell. She stopped off at Bayard's
floor and rang the bell Lella’s new
Lella and Wethersil were
They
seemed to be a little shocked at seeing
Daphne. She was horribly hurt at
seeing them, but she chirruped ;
“Just come In?”
“Just going out” Leila answered,
kissing Daphne nervously,
“Where? Daphne asked, with In-
trepidity, as she shook hands with
Wetherell—a prizefighter’s prelimi-
nary handshake it was.
*"Oh~-er-—just motoring about
bit”
“Thanks—I'd love it.” Daphne dared
to say, almost as much amazed as
they were at hearing her accept the
invitation that had not been given,
She was quite shameless from thelr
point of view, but she felt that it
would be unpardonable to let her
brother's wife go wunrebuked or at
least unaided and unchaperoned on a
crulse so perilous to reputation if not
to character, '
While she was at the miserable
business she decided to make a good
Job of it. When they went down to
the car she squeezed in between Leila
and Wethereil. Leila blanched with
Jealousy and cold rage.
They dined at Long Beach and
watched the dancers, In sullen mood.
Wetherell ordered much champagne
and would not listen to Leila's pleas
that he let it alone. He frightened her
a little’ by his reckless mood, and
Daphne began to dread the Journey
home In the dark with champagned
hands on the steering wheel.
After Daphne and he had executed a
funeral dance Leila was emboldened
to step out with him. They talked
confessed his disgrace to
Leila in the dance, and Leila was sticks
ened with the sordid outcome of
romance, She
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Wetherell felt that she had turned
against him and he reached for the
last of the wine to fling It down his
throat. Lella grimly took if from his
fiagers and emptied it In the ice
bucket,
“Chauffeurs and champagne are a
there was a sneer on her lips,
“Oh, very well!” Wetherell sneered
in turn. He paid for the dinner and
tipped the walter with the lavishness
of a bankrupt, He tipped lavishly the
man who guarded his car, and swung
out into the road with an instant
speed that would have been prettier
if there had been less danger,
Daphne and Leila were good sports,
but they were not merry. Wetherell
furnished all the merriment, and his
was from wine and despalr. It was
the wine that brought out the truth,
He had to tell Daphne what he had
| told Leila, of his misfortune with his
ibally old government.
| He asked Daphne to explain to Bay-
{ard how sorry he was that he was in.
{ volved in the crash.
“Your broth’ Bavard's aw'fly nice
{fel', Miss Skip. He's got nicest HY
wife in worl’. Perf'ly good UT" girl
Straight as a string- straight as they
| make ‘em. No nonsense about HT
fLefl', 1 just love her—perf’ly hon
jor'ble love. I'd do anything in worl
{for Leil’ HT” Miss Daffy-
{ broth’ Bay'd. Tell him ‘at, will
like a goo’ HT girl? Tell Bay’
will-113”
Daphne grew furious.
that had justified her presen
here, .She held Leila fast in her er
{brace and commanded Wetherell
“Slow down at Do you hear?
Slow down this ear!”
Wetherell i
Pm goin’ take you home.
with me--quite,
born to be hanged ne
automokilled—that's
tomokilled-—eh, what?
They whipped round a sorgher jut in
the road, and his
iw fue few » “y 13
instantly In white outlis
“Or or ol
she
5 goa ¥
once
aughe
You
Man
shafe that's
ver
good
word-—ay-
gearchil
eS against
a8 wagonload of
turning from some
church affair, were
drowsily, “Merrilee we rola.
long.”
Daphne and Leila seemed to die at
ance
| black world
children re
singing
ong-ro-la
1 hey
Wetherell groaned, “Oh, my
the UT chil'ren 1”
do but what he did. He spun his wi
and drove his thunderbolt into
open concrete culvert,
furious racket. The car turned a
somersauit and crumpled in a shod
dering mass,
Wetherell, pinioned under the wheel,
was knocked this way and that and
his beautiful head cracked on the con-
crete like a china doll’s,
Leila was snatched from the car as
if Invisible hands had caught her ex-
quisite body for a lash to flog a tele
a
SAN Tg.
Wetherell Furnished All the Merri.
ment and His Was From Wine and
Despair,
phone pole with, then threw her Into
a ditch, Daphne was flung and bat-
tered and thrust under the car when
it turned over. And then the gasoline
spilied from the shattered tank and
caught fire,
CHAPTER XXV.
I
siisd :
TRE HALL, PA.
outrages the blind forces of momen-
tum had wreaked on her with ths fury
of a Bill Sikes trying to beat a woman
to death.
The chauffeurs and passengers of
cars that drew up In lengthening
quenes ran to the scene of Wetherell's
disaster,
At first they could pot see Weth-
erell, but they saw Daphne and her
peril, and they set frantically to work
to drag her free. But she was so
caught that they could not release her
until they should remove the car. They
pulled and heaved, but it was jammed
into the culvert and the diteh so tight
that they could not budge It, though
they took risk enough and suffered
blistered hands and charred clothes,
om
head cold as if a clammy hand had
been laid on it. Death was at work.
Where would he stop?
In the chill white aisle of the corri-
dor his frenzy gave place to a sense
of bitter cold. A chill white nurse led
him past doors and doors to a rogu
where in a white bed lay a chill white
thing, a cylinder of cotton.
Lella's face was almost invisible in
bandages; her whole body crisscrossed
and swaddled. She whs an Egyptian
princess mummlied. For a moment her
soul came out of the drug at his gasp |
of pity. It ran about inside its Cocoon
trying to find a nerve to pull or a
muscle to signal to him outside, The
mere lifting of her hand brought from
her a moan of such woe as canceled
At last one chauffeur fastened a
chain to the rear axle of Wetherell's |
car and to the front axle of his, and, |
by alternate backing and swerving, |
dragged and hoisted Wetherell’s car |
upward and rearward while other men |
Daphne from beneath and
away from the flames just as they
were nibbling at her skirts. i
At the same time they disclosed the |
body of Wetherell and with huge dif i
ficulty fetched it forth. Still others |
found Leila .in a beap, a with |
broken joints, |
The last thing Daphne had known |
was the sensation of being shaken to
death, a helpless mouse in a terriers
mouth. The next she knew was that |
she was seated on the edge of a diteh |
and leaning against the shoulder of
t In evening dress, i
A number of men and |
women wavered the searing
toy
shadowy
against
giare of the gasoline,
They arrived at last at a hospital,
Daphne was lifted out and delivered |
into the possession of two curt young |
ternes. She was stretched on a lit
ter, carried feet forem an ele- |
vator, down a corridor to a ro wn, and
rolled out on a bed. Tw
1 to undress her
af Int
wt Into
spel nd :
ee and bathe
in and ex.
Rho Bb o£
blus!
| Then an older doctor came
amined her injari
shame, ome compl
hardly more
ight to a garage. He nodded of
Hy and sald:
“Not a8 bons
iand no internal
i
i nn den
{San Qis
Wer
Xx
{and a big shock.
burt
Leila
md. “He 1s no
a friend.”
{ “Perhaps we'd bette:
| What's his last name?
i phone?”
i relation
notify Bayard
Has he a tele
Daphne 1
Then
i sule pla eo
: of water
and num-
ip
and a glas
uttered his name
her head was lift
in het
eld to her lips
is restored to her pillow
her to subdue the
is,
ed, ac
a sedative
riot of
She wondered what Duane would
think of Ler now. She remembered
the money she had asked him to
her, It vould be in the morning's
mail. But she would not be there to
open it. Mra, Chivvis might not dare
to,
All her acquaintance Began to march
past Daphne's brain in review.
Thoughts and half-thoughts and whim.
sies danced through her mind in a cars
nival of stupor and frenzy, while to
the eyes of the nurses she lay still and
slept,
In another room Leila was shriek.
ing and fighting, whimpering and
moaning, a torn gazelle under the
claws and fangs of tigerish pain. Ab-
ruptiy there came a lethal silence also
from her. They had succeeded in
drugging her at last
* . »
lend
When Daphne had left Bayard In
the afternoon she had found that he
was depressed, but not how deeply.
She supposed that his money loss was
only a failure of expected profits, or
the mishap of an investment. She
did not dream that he was crippled
flaancially,
Bayard was so forlorn, so profound.
ly ashamed of his bad guesswork,
that he could not bear to show his
face at any of his clubs that night.
He had boasted there too often of
having bought heavily of the stock. He
had persuaded too many of his friends
to Invest In it.
80 he went where busy men go
when other places are closed to them.
He went home. When he reached his
apartment he found that Leila had
given the servants a night out.
Leila had left no word of her own
plans. After a forlorn delay Bayard
called for Daphne. She was gone, too,
with no word of her return.
At last the telephone rang. A man's
voice spoke and explained that it
spoke from the hospital,
“Is Mr, Kip there? Is this Mr. Kip?
Mr. Bayard Kip? Your wife is here,
and your sister, and your friend Weth-
erell—automoblle accident—out here
on Long Island—pretty bad smash.
Your wife's not very well—better
come out--as soon as you can”
The world reeled. Bayard seized his
hat, played a tattoo on the elevator
bell, darted Into the street, yelled at a
taxicab with ferocity, got in, ordered
the driver to “go like hell.” He kept
putting his head out to how! at him,
At the hospital he questioned the in.
terne fiercely about Leila and Daphne,
and had evasive answers. He did not
ask about Wetherell, but the interme
Sotutented the news that he was
ad.
That made the ultimate difference.
all Bayard's grievances against her.
Once Bayard's resentments and
fealousies were swept from his mind,
his old love came back throbbing and
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Deceived That He Forgot Her State
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Daphne's injuries hit.
looked sad enough w hen he peered in |
¥
assured
were slip
dreary estate of Leila. She was ]
asieep, but she woke at the sound of |
his step, and. turning her head with |
effort, opened her eyes and smiled at |
and beckoned to him with one weak |
finger, |
Daphne's heart ached out to him; |
she hugged him as hard as her weak
arms would let her. She searched her |
mind for comfort. She could think of
nothing so comforting Just now as a
hearty, reassuring lie. She whispered:
“It's all my fault, honey. You see,
Mr. Wetherell was taking me out for a
ride. I met Leila. She told me you
telephoned you weren't coming home
for dinner. She looked so lonely that
I asked her to come along and chap-
eron us. I'm to blame for it all. Can
you ever forgive me?”
He was a» grateful, so eager to be
deceived, that he forgot her state and
clenched her hand hard and kissed it
in gratitude for a priceless boon, The
nurse, returning, saw the deed and
smiled, not knowing what joy Bayard
was taking in absolving Leila of sus-
picion and loading himself with blame,
At such a time we love to bow our
own heads in shame and cast ashes
upon our hair. The taste of ashes in
the mouth Is good at such a time.
Daphne's first visitor after Bayard
was Mrs, Chivyis.
“Oh, my dear!” she murmured. “I
read In the papers about your misfor-
tune. Such a night as I had spent! 1
was so afraid for you! And to think
that you were lying hers in such paial
And I might bave helped you.”
Daphne smiled, and they clasped
hands like the two splendid little busi
ness women they were.
“How's the shop?” Daphne asked.
“I haven't been thers”
“It Isn't open, then?"
“No, Indeed. With you here?”
(TO BE CONTINUED)
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