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"Don’t touch me, Helena,” Rich ard said, not urgently, looking dowr at her kindly, "it’s diptheria.” "I don’t care!” she cried, "you’ri worn out—where’s the nursei Who’s that? Why—Nancy Gor doi. x ancy, facing them sullenly felt that she looked a fright. "I came in because of the storm.’ she said sharply, "I’m going now!’ "My car’s up the road. Pag( help Nancy over the hill; she’s ex hausted, too,” said Helena sweetly "been sick nursing all night, I sup pose?” "No, she hasn’t; she can’t stay, and you either, Helena,’ said Rich ard sharply. "Roemer, can you take a message for me? Send rfly man down here ” "Of course. I’ll phone—I reck on some wires are up. Mrs. Had don, you’re coming with Nancy and me?” Nancy, at the door, looked back full in their faces. She was outlin ed against the sunshine, small and slight and mighty defiant. "I’m not going in the car, I’m going on foot,” she said flatly. Richard, I’ll send the nurse, if she can leave her case.” iNancy— Richard took a step . forward, but she never turned her head. They could see her walking . straight and steadily across the wet path to the road. Page uttered an exclamanation . and ran after her. Nancy was at the top of the hill when he over took her. Unconsciously, the other two stood at the door and watched. . They saw Page reach her and Nancy turned, said something, and walked on. But the young man nothing daunted, pressed close be hind her. Helena, watching and listening keenly, heard the fierce catch in Richard’s breath. Then she looked ■ up at him and stood still, her heart beating heavily against her breast. . All the life and the light had run out of his look. "A lover’s quar -— irel,’’ she said lightly, "they were to gether yesterday at the inn. It wa l j a quarrel that made her run out— he’s been mad looking for her.” : Richard stood rigid. Helena’ hand tightened on his arm. Sh dared it all on one toss of the dice "Page is a good fellow,” she sail 'dreamily, "and—it’s a pity— | don’t think she’s worth it, is she?: He turned and looked straight in to her face. "I love her!” he sail with magnificient simplicity. Thei he shook her hand off. "You’i better go home at once, Helena You’ll get diptheria here!” She broke down wildly, clench ing her hands against her breast, hei long eyes blazing the anger at him "I wish I could,” she panted, "] wish I could.’’ But even her fury did not movi him now; he sent her home. Helena was late coming home that day. Haddon had returned from the bank, and was sitting in his study when he heard his wife enter the house. "How’s Polestar?” she asked lazi ly j Haddon stopped smoking for a moment. "He’s going to get over it. I sent for Arlou—first rate man, you know. . That confound ed boy!” Helena laughed hysterically. 'It wasn’t the boy’s fault,” she said. "I’ve been out with Page Roemer searching for that girl—you know she ran out of the inn in the rain? Page is in love with her, and I had to help him find her. Where do you suppose she was?” Haddon shrugged. "How the devil do I know? With Morgan I suppose.” His wife started. A new and rending suspicion laid hold of her. "You look fagged out. Better get Johnson to make you a stiff cup of coffee,” he advised cooly. "You look all in.” "She was with Morgan. She’d gone into that wretched Kinney woman’s shack. The child’s doWn with diptheria. She and Morgan were there all night, if you please, taking care of that child!” Haddon threw hs head back and laughed heartily. "Mighty convenient to have dip theria sometimes, isn’t it?” His cool enjoyment of a thing that was biting into her very soul nfuriated Helena. "You met Nancy Gordon in Washington—I mean, you saw her there once, King,” she said slowly, with studied coolness. "I remem ber your saying something—what was she doing there anyway?” He laughed shortly, a malicious light showing in the back of his eyes. "She was with Dick Morgan, that’s all,” he answered her dryly. 'They left here together—the day 1 went to the gclf tournament. Afterwards, I went to register at the hotel. I’ve never said a wort about it—and, look here, Helena you can’t either. Mind that, won’t be party to a scandal!” “Why?” she asked in a smother i "I love her J’ he said with mag nified t simplicity. ed voice. "They’d registered as man and wife, that’s all!” Helena drew a long breath. Be fore his eyes she grew as white as a dying woman. He half rose from his chair with an inarticulate exclamation, but she rallied, straightened herself and stood erect. He sank back in his chair with a foolish laugh, like a man in sudden relief from pain. His wife was summoning all her strength to walk slowly to the door. She must be alone! Something in the suppressed fury of her look warned him; he knew he had been rash. "Helena!” he said sharply. "What is it?” He leaned forward earnestly, cautioning her with a raised hand of warning. "Mmd not a word of this!” he said sharply, "no scandal involving me— even in hearsay.” She looked over her shoulder at him with an old twisted smile. "Do you really think I care—one way or the other—about that girl?” she asked scornfully. "No,” he said dryly, "but I’m pretty damned sure now—that you do—for the man.” She had her hand on the door and she met his eyes with fire in her look, and hatred. But she said no thing. up in ner own room, Helena was sitting on the edge of her bed, white teeth set hard. She was going over and over those crazy moments when she had made a fool of herself, and lately—yes, lately she had been no better than a mendicant begging the alms of love! And all the while it was Nancy Gordon! He loved the girl! Yet the tide of her hatred was turning— : not on him—but on Nancy. Nancy was a woman, and Helena knew where to strike a woman. Fury ' rose in her like a tide. She was ripe for any madness. Before she knew it, before she had time to think of the incredible wickedness of what she did, she went to the telephone. i? si- jr Old Major Lomax, just recovered from his prolonged attack of grout, got to his desk and began to figure on William Gordon’s indebtedness to him. Not even the house had quite wiped out Gordon’s initial plunge. It wasn’t like Gordon. Of course there was a reason. Lomax had his own supicions, fed up by letters from his cousin in the trust company. Old man Beaver had conceived a chronic distrust of young Gordon. "Going on another bat, I think,” he wrote Lomax "something eating the boy—women or wine or something, can’t make it out. Don’t lend the old man too much.” Major Lomax rubbed the end of his nose with his pen. He Was thinking of Nancy when he heard the front door shut violently and the rush of feet in the hall. Angie came in, dropped into a chair by his desk and began to cry. The major eyed her for a moment, then laid down his pen. "What’s the matter? Shut off the water-works! What’s wrong now, child? Who’s hurt your feel ing? Angie dashed away her tears, choking and gasping. "I’m not hurt, I’m mad!” she said fiercely. "Uncle Robert, they’re saying things—perfectly awful things about Nancy Vir ginia.” The old man picked up his pen mechanically and added up two sets of figures. His niece strangled an other sob. "It’s about Richard Morgan—it’s —it’s perfectly awful. Uncle Robert.” One thousand, nine hundred and ninety-nine plus— The major sus pended his pen. | "Tell me the whole business,! Angie.” The girl’s eyes fell before his. "It’s a horrid thing, urucle!” "Humph! Where did you get it?” Angie told him. The woman had a good name, not much of a gossip, either, she had it on good authority. "Everybody konws!” Angie sobbed. "I—I’d like to kill Dr. Morgan!” “You haven’t told me what it is yet,” said her uncle dryly. “I hate to soil my mouth with such talk!’’ his niece cried, her face aflWne. Little by little the old man drew story out of her. It had grown since Helena started it, and it was very reasonable. The major drummed on his desk with his fingers, his eyes fixed on the distant view from his vrindows. He had known Richard from boy aood. Not a usual boy, a good deal >f a man always, the major thought. "It’s a darned lie, Angie,” he said anally. "Of course it is!” she agreed, ^ and you’ve got to stop it, Uncle lobert.” < The major patted her hand. : That’s right! I like to hear you, nut you can’t stop women’s 1 :ongues, child. You’d better get ( Nancy to come out with the truth, rhat’s the way to meet it.” "As if she had anything to tell— : she can’t have!” Angie turned in- 1 iignant eyes upon him. Ne shook his head. "No! But ’ there’s something at the bottom of it; too much smoke, Angie.” ! It was ten days before Haddon ! heard the story, a garbled story, but he came home white with rage. : "By God, Helena, if I thought 1 you’d started this!” he stormed fiercely, finding her alone in her room. She looked him over from head to foot, beautiful and insolent. "Do you imagrine you were the only one to read that r;gister?” she asked cuttingly. He recoiled in spite of himself. Of course he had been a fool and flown off the handle about n- »h ing. XNo, he ansv.cnd coldly. "Lord!?’ • he ;tid, "women are the devil!’’ and he heard his wife’s laugh, as he shut the door At first, Nancy suspected noth ing, but she felt a change, subtle, complete, chilling. The old friend ly atmosphere seemed to recede and leave her marooned. She fancied that it had something to do with Polestar. Haddon had made a great deal of that incident, he had disgraced Henry and told the whole story. Major Lomax overtook her one day on her way home. "Going down to Warren ton to morrow to spend the day with An gie and her cousin?” he asked pleas antly. Nancy smiled. "Why, yes, An gie asked me—she says her cousin told her she might bring a friend. There’s a cross country race, isn’t there?’” The old man nodded. "Angie won’t ride, I’ve forbidden her. She can’t keep her seat on one Jack Fuller’s horses. I believe you’re a reckless young devil, Nancy. 1 suppose you’ll go it strong?” Angie sobbed. "I—I’d like to •ill Dr. Morgan!” The girl’s face brightened per eptibly. "I love to ride major, ' nd—I love horses.” "Hum, didn’t think about spar ng race horses though?” he observ d dryly. Nancy’s cheeks blazed red. 'Major, they’ve made such a fuss bout that—I can see it, the very eay people stare at me!” The old man stopped short, lean ng on his cane, and peered at her. "That isn’t the reason people tare at you, my child,” he said ;ravely. Nancy lifted startled eyes to his ace; what she saw there frighten ed her. The major drew a pattern on the ground with his cane. (CONTINUED NEXT WEEK) The old pioneers of North Caro lina were frightenel when they saw a painted Indian, but they would have been still more scared to see a modern flapper. Don’t Buy Drugs Blindfolded Doctors throughout the world agree there is no greater folly than to buy and take unknown drugs. Ask your own doctor. So—when you go into a store for real Bayer Aspirin, see that you get it. Remember that doctors en dorse Genuine Bayer Aspirin as SAFE relief for headache, colds, sore throat, pains of rheumatism and neuritis, etc. Just remember this. Demand and get Genuine Bayer Aspirin. Genuine Bayer Aspirin doeslnot harm the heart MEMBER N. R. A* 1 . V.>.* -TA& Nosegay Holder of ’65 _OIIICAGO . . . Seventy years ago a belle of Pike -County, Illinois flourished the dainty sterling nosegay bolder: as shown by Lucille Jenkins, (above). 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