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Sy Mildred Caroline Goodridge
(Copyright by"WG. Chapman.)
"Evidence, in-con-trovert-ible evi
dence" pronounced Mrs. Maria Pres
cot, village gossip and busybody.
"You don't think " began pretty
Althea Lind, bride of less than a year.
"That your husband is up to some
thing decidedly! My dear, tell me
all about it in detail. I had a husband
once myself. I've had experience. T
can be helpful."
Tnlly helpful as a scandal-monger
and meddler had the prying trouble
maker been ever since her husband
had run away from her. Innocent,
inexperienced Althea little knew the
ogre she was. Poor Althea longed for
sympathy and needed advice. 'Mid
tears she now faltered out ner
"Arthur has been so good and
kind," she sobbed. "Lately, though,
he seems to be more absorbed, I
think I must call it"
"Geting tired of wedded bliss
that's the mn all over!" snapped
Mrs. Prescott "Go on, dear."
"He has been away till 10 o'clock
every evening except Sunday for two
weeks. You know he is the book
,keeper at Evans & Wilson."
"Yes, I know," nodded the eager
"They are decorators and all that.
Arthur said there was a lot of extra
work, this being the rush spring sea
son. He says all hands have been
working overtime. Well, I didn't think
so much of that, but he has acted so
strange and secretive. I've lieard him
chuckle to himself. I've caught him
smiling as if he had some pleasant
secret thought He didn't share it
with me, and it worried me, it was so
"Plain case!" smirked Mrs. Pres
"But this morning oh, how shall
I tell it! I took up his coat to iron out,
a 'stray wrinkle or two--heiis so neat
and tidy, you know. He jumped at
me as if "he was terribly startledr'He
handedTaack the coat to me;' but not
until 1 saw him slyly1 remove a.foldedj
piece df pink paper from the pocket
that he did not want me to see.''
"Pink? That's bad!" croaked Mrs.
"It's just breaking my heart!"- wentf
I I dp :
"We'.ll Trap Him
on Althea desperately. "What dot
you suppose, Mrs. Prescott?" '
"I don't suppose, I . just strictly
guess," pronounced Mrs. "Prescott, de
terminedly, "thatryour husband is"
spending his evenings with strange''
company. That pink paper was prob-"
ably a note f rdm some 'ladyr Now,
don't you get hysterical, dear. I'm
going to fathom this thing and. "I'll
show.jyou.how to iringCtbistruan