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The day book. (Chicago, Ill.) 1911-1917, April 24, 1917, LAST EDITION, Image 18

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THE MUTUAL FRIEND
By Katharine Howe
(Copyright, 1917, W. G. Chapman.)
"Bert Fleming never- would have
looked at Grace Perry if she hadn't
some money."
"Well, he's rushing around there
pretty steadily. They go everywhere
together."
"I don't know what he can see in
her. Oh, I suppose it's the money!
And she hasn't got it yet, either. It's
a year now since it was left to her
and that will not settled yet."
"Oh, well, you know she's only one
of three heirs and one of them is
contesting it."
The two women talking stood just
inside the entrance of a room crowd
ed with guests at an afternoon tea.
A girl had come up behind them just
in time to hear it all. At the mention
of her own name she had paused and
listened. Thenvshe stepped back into
the hallway to regain her compo
sure before entering. It had never
entered her mind that Bert Fleming
did not love her just for herself, that
that $50,000 she would inherit played
any part in his devotion to her. She
could not believe it possible, and yet
the thought rankled. If it could be
l.rue!
"I can't give him up!" her heart
cried out. And yet, if I were sure of
that, I would. There couldn't be any
happiness in such a marriage.
Vever!"
She went back among the guests,
jut the words of the two gossips
were whizzing through her brain and
lugging at her heart.
The elder of the two, the one who
had spoken first, she knew, and the
woman met her as though she had
been her dearest friend. Grace made
no difference in her response. After
all, it might be all true, and we can
not expect too much of the ordinary
human creature. Grace was not of
the ordinary. She was a girl who
thought, who had high aspirations
and who believed that life need not
be plodding and commonplace, which
would account for the woman of low
level not seeing anything in her.
The next evening she said to
young Fleming: "I thought that con
testant's claim was settled, but it
seems not I may never get that
money."
"Well, money is a good thing to
have," he said. "Four your sake I
A Girl Had Come Up Behind Them
hope you get it, but if you don't we
can worry along on my salary, can't
we?"
"I could and I wouldn't worry,"
she laughed.
Whereupon Bert's answer was to
take her face between his sands and
kiss her eyes and smiling mouth.
It seemed while he was with her
she could never again let a doubt of
him enter her mind. But the nextj
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