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' rne Adventurous Career of Constance By ARTHUR B. REEVE Dunlap (Copyright, by the McCbir Kewgptper (Onpyrtgut, "i SUPPOSE you have heard some thing about the troubles of the Motor Trust T The other direc tors, you know, arc trying to force me out." Rodman Bralnard, president of the big Motor Corporation, searched the mag netic depths of the big brown eye of the woman beside his desk. Talking to Con stance Dunlap was not like talking to other women he had known, either so cially or in business. "A friend of yours, and of mine," he added frankly, "has told me enougu about you to convince me that you are more than an amateur at setting people out of tignt places. I asked you to call because I think you can help me." There was a directness about Braln ard which Constance liked. "It's very kind of you to place auch confidence !n me on such short acquaint ance," she returned pointedly, starching his face. Brainard laughed "I don t need to tell you, Mr. Dunlap, that anything I have said so far Is an open secret In Wall street. They have I threatened to drag In the Sherman law. , and in tne reorganization mat win roi- low the investigation, they plan to elimi nate Rodman Bralnard perhaps set in motion the criminal clauses of the law. It's nothing, Mrs. Dunlap, but a down right hypocritical pose. They reverse the usual process. It is doing good that evil may reault." He watched her face intently. Some thing In her expression seemed to please him. "By George." he thought to lm self, "this Is a man's woman. You can talk to her." Bralnard, accustomed to quick de cisions, added aloud, "Just now they are using Mrs. Bralnard as a catspaw. They sre spreading that scandal about my ac quaintance with Blanche Leblanc. the actress. Tou have Been her? A stun ning woman wonderful. But I long ago saw that such a friendship could lead to nothing but ruin." He met Constance's eye squarely. There was nothing of the adventuress in It as there had been in Blanche Leblanc. "And," he finished, almost biting off the words, "I decided to cut It out," "How does Blanche Leblanc figure In the Motor Trust trouble?" asked Con stance keenly. "They had been shadowing me a long time before I knew it, ferreting back Into my past. Yesterday I learned that some one had broken into Miss Leblanc's apart ments and had stolen a package of letters which I wrote to her. It can't hurt her. People expect that sort of thing of an actress. But It can hurt the preident of the Motor Trust Just at present." "Who has been doing tho shadowing?" "Worthlngton. the troasurer, is the guiding spirit of the 'Insurgents,' as they call themselves It sounds popular, like reform. I understand they have had a detective named Drummond working for them." Conetanre raised her eyes rtulckly at the name. "Was Drummond always to cross her trail? "Thla story of the letters," he went on, "put on the finishing touch. They have me all right on that. I can tell by the way that Sybil er, Mrs. Bralnard acts, that she has read and reread those letter. But, by God." he concluded. bringing down his list on the desk, "I shall fight to the end, and when I do down," he emphasized each word with in additional blow "the crssh will brine: down the whole damned structure on .Ihelr own heads, too. He was too earnest even to apologize to her. Constance studied the gr'm de termination in the man s face. He was not one of those destined to fall. "All is not lost that Is In peril, Mr. Bralnard," she remarked quietly. "That's in of the maxima of jour own Wall treet." "Whirt would you do?" he asked. It was not an appeal; rather it was an invl tatlon. "I can't say yet. I -ft me come Into the office of the trust. Can't I be your pri vate secretary?" "Consider yourself engaged. Name your figure after It is over. My record on the street speaks for how I stand by those who stand by me. But I hate a quitter." "Ho do I," exclaimed Constance, risin-; and giving him her hand In a straight arm shake that made Brainard straighten himself and look down into her face with unconcealed admiration. The next morning Constance became private secretary to the president of the Motor TruRt. "You will be 'Miss' Dunlap," remarked Brainard. "It sounds more plausible." Quietly he arranged her duties so that she would seem to be very busy without having anything which really interfered with the purpose of her presence. She had been thinking rapidly. Ite !n the forenoon she reached a decision. A little errand uptown kept her longer than she expected, but by the late afternoon she was back again at her desk, on which rested a small package which had ben delivered by messenger for her. "I beg you won t think as badly of me as It seem, on the surface. Miss Dun lap," remarked Bralnard. stopping beside her desk. "I don't think badly of you," she an swered in a low voice. "You are not the only man who has been caught with a crowd of crooks who plan to leave him holding the bag." "Oh, it isn't that." he hastened: "I mean this Blanche I.eblanc affair. Mav 1 be frank with you? It was not the first time Constance l,,i!ft.r " instant their eyes met. been made a confidante of the troubles of the. heart, and yet there was some thing fascinating about having a man I ke Bralnard consider her worthy of be ing trusted with what meant so much to htm. "I'm not altogether to blame, he DAILY SHORT STORY-JUST JANE!" (Copyright, 19Q, by tbe Metlur Ne"fi;.r 8ndicBtr.) Iavld Carrlck did not mean to be an eavesdropper. He was merely an ob server of human nature. And In that capacity It never dawned on him that he might hear or see things that were never Intended for other eyes or ears. Rught here I was going to tell you about Jane, but before we get away fioin David let me explain a little further 'hat because he was good looking a iital quality In a man and unusually lever and intelligent a bad thing some ines for a person-he ttss getting spoil d And the consciousness of his su periority, along with his habit of study ing other people, had led to a sort "' superciliousness tn his composition that was rather repelling. Oat id was w eek-end guest at the Ster ritts". At dinner. Saturday night, Jane's name came up and when a few things had been told, laughed over and dis cussed. David exclaimed with interest. "Who Is this Jane you're all so crazy about?" "Just wait till you see her." returned his hostess. "There really Isn't anything on slowly. "The estrangement between my wife and myself came long before that little affair. It began over well over what they call a serious difference in temperament. You know a man an ambitious man needs a partner, a wo man who can use the social position that money gives not alone for pleasure, but as a means of ad vancing the partnership. I never had that. The more I advanced, the more I found her becoming a butterfly nd not as attractive as the other butterflies either. She went one way I, another. Oh well what' the use? I went too far the wrong way. I must pay. Only let me save what I can fro.n the wreck." It was not Constance, the woman, to whom he was talking. It was Constance, the secretary. Yet It was the woman, not the secretary, who listened. Bralnard stopped again reside her desk. "All that Is neither here nor there." he remarked, forcing a change In his man ner. "I am In for It. Now, the question is what are we going to do about It?" Constance-had unwrapped the package ; nn w ,,i.r.ioalnr i oblon tox. "What's that?" he asked curiously, ..Mr Bralnard," she answered tapping tho box -there's no limit to the use of tliis little machine for our purpose e can get at their most vlt.il secrets with it. We can discover every plan which they have against us. We may even learn the hiding place of those letters. Why. there Is no limit. This is one of those new microphone detectives." "A microphone?" he repeated as ke opened the box, looked nharply at the two black '.tttle storage batteries instd. ' the coil of silk-covered wire, n little black rubber receiver and a curious black disc whose face was pierced by a circular row of holes. j "Yes. You must have heard of them. , You hide that transmitter behind a pic ture or under a table or desk. Then you run the wire out of the rocm and by lis-! tening in ihe receiver you can hear everything!" "But that is what detectives nse " "Well?" she interrupted coolly, "whs of it? If It is good for them, Is it not Just as good for us?" "Better!" he exclaimed. "By George you are the Roods " It was late before Constance had a chance to do anything with the micro phone. It seemed as if Worthlncton were staying, perversely, later than us ual. At last, however, he left wUh a curt nod to her. The moment the door was closed she stopped the desultory clicking of It typewriter with which she had been toy ing In the appearanc of being bust-. With Bralnard she entered the board room where she had notice-.' Wovtbii,ton and Sheppard often during the day. It wm, without exaggeration, one of the most plainly furnished rooms she had ever seen. A long mahogany table with eight large mahogany chairs, a half inch pile of velvety rug on the floor and a huge chandelier in the middle of the celling constituted the furniture. Not a picture, not a cabinet or filing case broke the blankness of the brown painted walls. For a moment she stopped to consider. Brainard waited and watched her nar rowly. "There Isn't a place o put this trans mitter except up above that chandelier." she said at length. He gave her his hand as she stepped on a chair and then on the table. There was a glimpse of a trim ankle. The warmth and softness of her touch caused him to hold her hand just for a moment longer than whs absolutely necessary. A moment later he was standing on the (able beside her. "This is the place, all right." she said, looking at the thick scum of dust on the top of the reflector. Quickly she placed the 1 1 1 le black disc close to the center on the top of the re flector. "Can you see that from the door?" she asked. "No," he answered, walking about the room, "not a sigti of It." "I'll sit here," she said in just a tremor of excitement over the adventure, "and listen while you talk in the board room." Brainard entered It, seemed ridiculous for him to talk to himself. "If the microphone works." he said at length, "rap on the desk twice" Then lie added, half laughing to himself "If it doesn't, rap once Constance." A single rap canin in answer. ir you coulun t hear.' he smiled en- , down. By tiie nay, Worthlngton seems tering her office, "why did you rapito be another who works late. He left once? "It didn't work smoothly on that last word." "What Constance?" He thought there was a subtle change in their relations sicne tiie microphone Incident. At any rate, she wa not ungry. Were they not partners? "I think it will be better if I turn that microphone around," she remarked. "I placed it face downwards. Let me change it." - " Again he helped ber a she jumped up on the board loom taole. This time his hand lingered a little longer in hers snd she did not withdraw it so soon. When she did there was a quick twinkle in her ees as she straightened the mi "rophonc and off tied l.cr Land to him again. "Jump"' he said, as if daring her. A niom- nt she paused. "I never could take a dare." she answered. She leaped lightly to the Jloor. For just a moment she seemed about to lose her balance. Then she Me't an arm steadying her. He had caught her and I "Well, Bodman -I scarcely thought It was ns brazen as mis. They turned in surprise. Mrs. Brainard was standing in the door way. She was a retite blonde little, woman of the deceptive age which the beauty to tell. She's Just Jane; that's all. She's a dear!" "Clotty?" to Sterritt. "Yes. That is. no I shouldn't say a ! auty either. Oh, she's Just Jane!" 'Smart-" to Mrs. Sterritt. "Yes. l mean why, don't know whether Jane is smart or not. She Just has a way all her own." "St nipathetlc?" to grandma. "Why. yes! Of couise. 1 don't mean always. The children love her, though. I can't lust say. Mr. Cariick. whether Jane js paiticuiarly sympathetic or not. You'll Just have to see for yourself '" So Jane was neither pretty, smart nor awfully sympathetic. What was the secret of her fascination? And. advised by each member of the family to see for himself, he determined tj do so with the odds against Jane. That night there was a hop at the club nnd this gave Carrlck the opportunity he craved for studying types. He found the usual specimens, nothing he had not al ready in his collection of humans. There were the tiirt and the prude, the girl who insisted on telling him how popular she was. the one who fished for compli ments, the sad one, the merry one. the silly one. the sensible one, the sweet ene . I I I i i i i i i ui I I I i i V .-THE EAVESDROP D ll l' l I I I I I I I I I I I I I I I I I I I parlors convey to thousands of their f ssiauous patrons. For a moment she looked coldly from one to the other. "To what am I indebted for the pica ure of thi3 unexpected visit, Sybil?" asked Bralnard with sarcastic emphas s. T V. 1 1 tM I I ... iuiii unisn tnose letters tomorrow. mam uuniap. lou need not wait lor ! them. He held the door to hi own office open xor ira. Bralnard. Sybil Bralnard shot a quick glance at Constance. "Well, young lady." she naugnmy. "oo you realise what you are doing an with whom you are?" ' It isn t necessary, Sybil, to bother aooui .miss Dunlap. The lights were "Ul 1,1 "ruer na i round -vnss nuniapdo the most cood. Svbtl has them her standing on the table trying to fix them. eeif. n0w, what hive ycu to report? You came Just in time to see her Jump You saw tne district attorney?" i . . . . . "Mrs. oniy a few minutes ago." Constance passed a restless night. To have got wrong at the verv start w or- ried her Over and over she thought of what had happened. And always she came bark to one question. What had Brainard meant by that reference to Worthington? He came in late the next day ,,,,.- ever. Still, there was no change in Lis manner as he greeted her. i lip nw ! dent had not affected him. S3 t n id ! her. Neither of them said anihoi' about it. A young man had been waitlnc to ,-ce j Brainard and as he entered he jske. j him in. Just then Sheppard walked casually through the reception room and into the board room. : 1 ; I if Constance quickly closed her door. I i,..nt.'in.v " heard the young man leave Brainard'. J (;0:,,c- Not vM office but she was too engrossed to pay: sht. ,,.,, haMi!v hlt h,,,j ov, r. attention to anything but the voices ; h -ai-.i. that were coming through the m:cro- j - i ..v il lak Worthir.e'on " c round c. :t phone. She was writing feverishly what Hrainar.i. ani.pmg the a::.s of his chair. she heard. "Kor weeks have susp.-ct.-.i him Th. v "Yes, Sheppard. I saw her again last have been t,,o el. ver for me Constance. night." .while I have hten comg around 'at inu "Whe-e?" ' nit self ot.-n to discovt t ;., S;. Lii has "She was to meet me here, hut hoplacd a ,.i ali .ir ful tarn-." stayed later than usual with that new ji.. w;ls pacing the floor. secretary of his. So 1 cut out and met ! "So that's the plan. Ho'.' i-. keep her at the street entrance." j the stock up until they i i .started. Then and the acid one. Then aion? came Jane- She wasn t pretty particularly not the sort men would fall over each other to meet yet the long lashes over the Krat blue eyes and the Cupid bow of her upper lip had a peculiar effect on one. These charms accounted to Carrlck somewhat for the spell she had cast over his friends. He danced two dances with her just to hear what she would ta!k about. But she didn't tilk at all. She danced divinely, smiled adorably and answered reservedly anything he cared to start in the way of conversation, but he realized when it was over that he knew no more about her or what she was like than he hart before j Th!. piqued his vanity. "She's ( h ver enough to keep her mouth shut ami keep people guessing as to her mental. ty, " he concluded. It was then that David decided tc eaves drop. He did not do it deliberately at first he merely embraced the opportunlty when it came. Wanting a smoke, he strolled outside and. finding a bench deep In the shrubbery below the veranda, he sat down. His thoughts were busy and his cigar went out. It was then that he discovered that h was quite near to the end of the veranda that harbored the punch bowl and that he could hear quite i i lit i I i i I i i i i iniiiiiilii I I I I I I I I I I I I I I I I I I I I I I I I I I I "And?" "I told her of the r.ew secretary. She did Just what I want od came up hero an 1. say .Sheppard what do you think? : They -were in this rocm and he had hia amis about he!" T'Theletters are all right, are they?'' How muoh did vou have to ray the Iblanc cirl "Twer nty thousand That's all charged a Inst the poo!. Sav l-eblanc up against well-irive vou mv word Shennard-I can hardly blame Bralnard ' after all." ' ..you are the last word in haters Lee " Both men ' laughed "And the letters?' "Don't worry. They are where they'll Brainard was standing in the doorway." trot v inch he needed, :. was r,..- t. ;!- "Yes. Il is ready to promise us a ! There wete voices again the board ing tin! market by matcii ns or.leis. ovia In.mititit. if we will er, on the stand for : loom. mlding stock which he ovned i.-sinir' ev- the .State. The ci imuut I business w ill ! l'"m'' later. Only, you have to play nun j ca' t':,1: ' w the level. K breath ' ' "'"- e iui . nam anu u win n on off." "Then wo":l have t,. hold the stock up. a.- ttn.uph nothing was eni'ig to happen." Thev her' left the board room. I ( , j . . ... I, 1 i ..... i .. f ...iii.ii . ill... .'. .Mill llfl llltTI'l s Hill' r, ne was s ;nK deep in his chair rcaUm? some papeis. W hat s the matter"" she asked She has ent'ie.I a suit for ditor.-e (Thnt o uug man was a process server." I "Yes" I "You are named as o-r spondent along I with Blanche l.ebanc." j "I?" "Yes. It must hate l..-i-n an riffr , thought Kverythinsr is .fortune. rel.U! :1 t lotl r-rn ,,i;r ,i n, -. . u I Plainly the .-env. t sation of those makinu s:p of its cooling con- excursion. for ,i tents. "What's the matter. .lane' flu il! feminine voice. "'Are sitting out her., all alone'-- Davi.l pri -keil up his ars. ' .ls,ke.l ;i you tired. F.vUlently there tvas another bench somewh that -lew- he couldn't 'c , but that was in tu of the v.-ra.ida. "No. but it's too warm to .lau ..vou stay in-ude vou can't h"!p Ir sell o-;t here you don't bate to r-fus. ." "That sounds conceited." tho ;ght j David. "I thought so Alter a!l U --cms '. to be the chief eharacte: is;..; ,,f t.ie fem i inine sender." i A few minutes elapsed r.d some new j reop! came along. 1 "He'io. Jane' kee'ing yourself com pany?" And so on. Then. "W hat do vou j .Inn of Steriitt's ruest" Has a pretty i good opinion off" himself. don't you I think"" j David sat up p.nd took notice. Here w a - something unexpected as veil as unpleas ant, a new sensation entirely. He held his breath for the answer "Don't Jump to conclusions, Bob. Maybe he's all right. I rather liked Mm." David's ruffled feathers smoothed them- I selves considerably. I I I I I I i i i i. i i i i i uiini ill I i i.i n i i i i i i i i i i i t i t i i I i let it go down until I'm forced to sei: out at a loss, buy it back cheap, and control the reorganization. Well, I haven't control now, alone. I wish I did have. But neither have they. The public owns the stock now. I need It. Who'll " "rsi-mat s the question. "e wa-s minium? rapiaiy. J i you count no a niue near manipu- ,,(?" yourself." she suggested. "That is-,'"fht Kt the public scared. ou could L .l" " ".'?1'..' " then Ah'y udnJ: d,nr .V, "Ay? they would weaken their own control. woman1 Kither way, you get them, going or com ing." "Exactly what I was thinking. risy their own came ahead of them accele- rate it." It was Just after the lunch hour that Constance resumed her place at her desk with the receiver at her ear. j "My (Jo.l. Sheppn.-d. what do you : think? Some one js selling Motors five Points oft and ti!l going down." " o nai simn we uu .- Wh I "Who? Htainard. of course. Some one ' has p. aeiied. W hat are you going to uo?" i Wait. Let s call up tho News Agency. i Hello- yes-what ? Vnofficlal rumor of In oseelM i.in f.f Mntn. I.v tViA : 1 ... ..... j .... ....1.1- ment large selling orders placed In ad vance. The deuce say, we'll have to meet this ot '" ".Meet nothlne- It-. Mrait.ard lie-. r.'ami Sheprard that I should lil.e tn se- ing down in a big crash. We pour onr''h(" in n hf'sr.l ror.-n at four money into his packets now and let him sen at the top ami grab back control of our money? Xot much. I sell, too." Already hoys were on the street with extras crying the great crash In Motors. It was only a matter of minutes before all the news reading public were thor enchly scared at the apparently bursting bubble. Shares were dug up in small !'.. in huge blocks and .slammed on the market tor what they would bring. All day the pounding went on. Thousands of shares were poured out until Motors, which had been .limbing toward par in the? Iie:t:hlorh..)...l . f TH had declined forty points. Bra in 1 1 d had Jumped In first aid had rea'.i.cu t he top lice for his hold ings. Vet ilurine a'" the 'i'i.1 scenes when 'he telephone was rliikin Insistently for i.iui, Brnlrard, hut ing set the machinery i "i h, he-; nil rieht. I guess, onlv he ' made m 1 as !f I ourrht to bump my h.ad on t h" ground everv time he comes near. What is bet Lawyer, Isn't hi?" "I don't know. I r!ly wasr f Irt-. r ' est.-d eno..-,h to f.n.i "ut!" answered .Tat:.., The f.-athers ruffled aa-ln. Then others cam". "I declare if It Isn't Jane. ( 'ome up nnd hate a drink. No? Say, what do you think of that Carrick? Conceited pup. isn't he?" Ye gods! Then .I.'iii'-'.- voice : "No, he Is rot! If a maihas nn thing in his head th-se cays he has a riant tu b proud of the distinction, I gu.ss!" "'luchl" ejaculated the offender. "I ouht to have known you would get even for the other night, Jinnle. Well, I wish tou joy of your Solomcn." David was expei fencing conflicting fn s.itiors. He was beginning to find that Jane had spirit. She wasn't the insipid person he had thought he- after all. But why, oh. why, did she feel called upon to deferd him?'' He loved her for it. But that wasn t all. Another couple came along for lemonade and the male ! of the species was m:.micklng David to ! perfection. i "Stop that, Nicky!" commanded Jane. "Aren't you ashamed f yourself?" In motion and having been. ostentatiously in the Office when it started in ord r to 1 avert suspicion, could not now be four.d. The market had closed and ('iitiinc was reading the account of the collapse as it was interpreted in the Wall Street editions of the papers, when the door opened and Brainard entered "This has been a good day's work. Con stance," he said, flinging himself Into a chair. "Yes, I was Just reading of it !n the , papers. The little microphone has put ' an entirely new twist on affairs. And the best of it is that the financial writ ers all seem to think it was p! nne 1 by Worthlngton and the rest. - "Oh, hang Won hlnnton hang Motors. That is w hat I niea'u " He slapped down a packet of !tte:s on the desk. "You you found them"" gasped Ccn stance. She lookud at htm keenly. it was evident that a great we;;ht hn.1 been taken off his mind. "Yes indeed I knew thera was I only 1 one place where she would put tncm-in her safe w ith her j wels. :'ho v.oul l think I would never s ispeot that f h had them ami. besides, she had the com bination changed. I went i.O to tho house this afternoon when she was jt. I had an expert with me. He worked two hours, steady hut he opened it. Here they are. Now for the reul gam;. " "What do you mean?" "I mean that I noticed the name f ihe manufacturer on your microphone. 1 have had one Installed n He nom which she uses most of a!! The n run to the next house win is I '-. e oir ,t an apartment. I intend o 'listen In' there. I'll get t his Worthn 1 1 n -y ct ' ' j for Hours in trie empty a part met. i pat lent! v waiting for word over th ) microphone. ! At last tnere was a noise as of a door ' P""lng. "Show them in here." ; "rfjbll," whispered Kteinard as if per- ' haps she might even hear. Then catne more voices. " Worthlngion and Prummond.'' he , added. "Ihev suspect nothing et." i 'lumniontl knows this iinla w o:n- an," said Worthington. The detctixe launciieil forth In a tira ! ae.ifnst Constance. "But she Is clever. Pr.immond. Yc admit that.'- "Clever as the niak Vm." "You will ha.-e .. sh1:e'l'"' "Kvery moment, Mrs. ;,a'r.. " w hat s all th.s about th panic Motors, I.ee?" In Some other tlm. Sjbil now. Prumni..nd. w li.it Jr. people m; ?" Drummond hesne,l. 'Out with it. mm." "Well, Mr. Worthlngton, it Is said u started It.- "The rieuce 1 did. But I gue :-'r,ep-pard and 1 helperl it along. We'll go the limit, too. After ail. it ha d to come vYe'H load up nfter it reaches th bottom." The volcs trailed off. "Hood nignt, Mrs. Brainard " iood night, Mr. L); uti:nion i. That was what I wanted to know A pause. "I.ee, how car. I ever- thank vow'" A sound su.sploir.us-iy ;tie r kt Mm over the wire. Brainssd elm l:eij i,is list. tiood night. s b:l I tr.tisf go i.ow " Afciun ti.e .... trailed off. It was :-e(.r.,i inim.f. oe.'ore Br.rln,-a si. i-.e. Thn il was that he shien n:.s wrnderful i'liwcr et cr.ncentra'IOT. T have l conference i-i half , i It ii r, ''custance." ho- remarked, looking a hi '.,th "It is very Impo'-t r.' It iT.-aps 'ir-.t; n;n-y to support Mo'ors on th, ;..i, Ii.e- tot, ,f. row alter 1 have pa'her"d in .lgain what I need. 1 think I can "mo : re'.ty near douhline my hr.diti:.. If I play it -Ixht. That's important. Hut , so is this.'' "I ill 'istf-n." ru In (""instance. "Trust in - '. anvthing else r.ceurs 1 w iM tr T, vou " She whs et the office earlv Jhe leit f'a . hut no- t.efor Brain rd. w ho, b: igi t and fresh, e- en .housh l.e l ad beu up nil rdtiht, wan prinr.ed frr tl.o Kat''.. jf his life at the opensne of tl.e :r,ht..et. Bralnard hid swung n et the tern ttld Imd quietly accumulated tne sto k con- ery rievn e that was kn-.wi to hid astute brain, On up went Motor". recovering the. ,orty ioin,3. granuaily. smi even go-t beyond in th reaction. Worthington and been (,,;, zerl out ''.'ot Sheppard iu for a moment .i d he h t As the , loe-, on Trinitv O.ureh struck tlr. e. the i losing hour. . Talnard tvheeled suddi nly in his chair. "Miss" Punlan." he ,Blci q.detlv "I w ish that v would t.v! Won nl ton Constance looked at 'i"r watch. There' was Time aiso 10 execute a ;itrie s -ne ne of her own. were poor, l ercapi i nave nor o.- Four o'clock cme Hrstnard lo mced j veloped with t en, tne way yo-i want o casually icrcss to the -v.r.-d r In ! H':t- Hodman, d'd ton ever atop star.tly" Constance had the -.-I-.e- of : h. 'link that j ilinps. perhaps If I had iv microphone ht ne.-e.ir. sti.i:nl,-,jt to eatih- ctia.ue t0 be ttiken int.j yr,u: every word, and to maK - not, s r,f the confidence more often " stormy sc-n". if necessary. ! "W'.i you forgive me.'" Brainard man lier door opened. It w Sybil Brain-jaie'i 1 1 blurt out. ard. I "A'ill tou forgive me?" she returner) The two women looked at earh other frankly, coldly. ( onsfn'ice was thf nst to s"cak, ! "I forgive? I have nothinf to for- Mrs. Brainard." she began. "I asked tou to come il.iwn here.-not Mr. Worth :t!t:ton More tlin 'hat. I a ske,j the otliee boy ! direct ou he.-e Instead of to his offlt e I 'o you see that machine?" Svbll looked at it without a sign of recognition "Tt is a was! V.crophone detective, I; - By OLIVER ROBERTS "How now' I .ook w ho's here! I de clare If it isn't Jafie. Say. Jane, what do ;.,c: think of that duller the Sterritt b: ought? Isn't he the t ain ore? And condescending, oh, my!" "Keep still, Ni'-ky. You really make me tired'" "Now, Jane, you kr.nw I'm telling the honet-to-ooiiness truth!" "You couidr.'t. Nicky. " laughed Jan "I want you to know I like Mr. Carri k and you can t make fun of him." "All right. You'd better tie his glove on your sleeve, little champion. Bye-bye'" David tvas pretty well down. His spirits were registered about 4o below zero. Kspe riallv after he had heard himself a!!ud-d to as "snob." "the Kaiser. " and the grat l.orC Helpus." He bad heard enoujh Slipping around the b-ck way, he found his motor ana de parted. David thought over things for a week and !:i that time he underwent as many changes as a caterpillar. K came out a different person, humble as the dust. "I'm going bad; to Jack Sterritt s Sat urday and try Mo make good wltn those people. I guess I hate been pretty much of a cad. Besides, I'd like to see little Jane." Jane's eyeg widened nulckly. then nar tho instal'.iiiK of t!..i- na ii i tlw board room which inte r. trier nlsht. it necess.rv that Vr ' should put his arm around v; ,v it uired Mrs. Bramar'i with t casm. l had Jv.st jumped hie and h.ad almost lost in) halsn thiit was all tur!ablv. pursuea Cviistatv e .-t : "Another cf r; droppers told n.e I T'-iph cr. ea con-, ei i!ioi! i nig.it. in your own apartnt-nt. Mr- H-a aid " Her face hian-hed there?" ' V o : "Ves Mr. Hra'n.ird heA!-d tf ersation. when 1 t uu-mcr i t c--i nr.1 orinii;i;!or. were ther l i, .j . ..... . W.r- th'V f . t nan i.) H-tenii a onft re.n. alone heard hat pasei Wcij-t hie C ! O'l r,.t :,; r','--.! " " ou me :,t ! !i,-n . t . h'Tse.f hen M airs Mralnrd. y.vS ,j Msnd- ' 1 h-e r... rra.-o'u ;M uisd--1 1 snt rriHRe i-o.i An office boy Tarve n tr, entered "Mi. Br.nniri wants I ' 1 1 v. I a ! " n M c ;:,sl sl.l r.ce. ' t,;-.. ! ;,., s;t ' --" ' at it- y rep hoi,, t,, ana ,ist.-n over the m hrj pens?" .--lie was tore bef.,re uM ret !y. wst ,-it..j i'Ut l:e 1 l.'t.'K !, , . ;v i-l'.e I: td seen 'onti.i;c Mrs B- a n. : rr-etn? h;,h to t,T far a io Her h.iti I "eio. .-.! "in .;.-( ,!.,. -.e-.'. .,. tn-ji nv:! . A, o-i - n't vove !t.'- shouted a t'.r. ns'i the t, a.k -t hr ,r w a. siartl-d - the ..tee o ii.nton or'l: I 'V.Ti'.-t 0. 1 ri- e ' h e you that r.o of hr h roo band T I 'onstance rea l f-eni her f.rt notes the part relating t.. ;i. corspt:a- to ,-ont ! Motors cn-ef,; : ml'!!n; the part about the Ieblnno letters "it's a lo- a i:, "No. It h not a 1; . -eo,i cc;, e ulenc.. (he re.-.nd taken ,,vt i ti-.e tl',. : niicrophone detective. Look up ih-.-ii "Ver it.,. . .ndelter. Wort hit Tile M. - "tner end i. I hllilap'M ,ie; "I'ii 1'eht '.n the top ritaui i. " tl'.at to r finish. rain a '. . I i.e,i are c..er l.-it there qr other thlnst hesules Motors that u have to unewei . "N- 'those lette,R. that is what ou tear, are in tin possession -nw. Vo j i:".n't know that? All the enve.-dtvrrlnj: I if yoM chiose to cail it that, w .-, not j d..n- here, either, oy a long chef. Worth Ingti'ii. I had one of thrse machines m m wife's reception room. I have nl, sorts of lift;,) scraps of conversation." ( lie boasted. "I also huve n ac- ount cf a visit there from' two er I sround t eis " j ",lr.. Brainard to you. sir," an , no-aiceti a boy at the door ''mstuTiee had risen. Her face wa-; 1 flushed and lier breast rose and fell with excitement . j "Mr. Bralnard." she interrupted "I must explain i-onfess Mrs. Rmlnard has f.-rii iiiiiik in mv omce i sieiMr.ir t,-. es over the mlcronhone T rrtnl . I asked her to come down, uslr.g another t r.t.me n pretext. Hjt I diiln't thtnk i 'le wouil nterr"p so soon. Before vou see her let me read this. It "as a mn ersaticn j g.t after you had left last r.ijht Mud so ,'ar I have had no chance o tell y .o tf it Home one." she laid r n rtb ul.-i sircji on "o word, "came back ..tier that first Interview. I!ften " ' No a-" ('onetancft read lanldlv from her n s, 'no. iVin't think I am un- Kvatu,.,. Tom have been one friend in a ti.ousand through alt this. I shall have my decree soon, now. Don't spoil it " "But Sybil, think of him. What did he ever "are fcr you? He ha made youj ' f t ee a lrwy ,i y. ' ; "Hp 's stjil my husband " j "Take thi latest escapade with this ; Miss ."Xiniap." I "Well, what in j really know about that?" I "You saw him." i "Yes. hut maybe it was as he said." The door was nung "Ten. Irtenruptinp , onstrt nc.e's readlnur. and Sybt' Bralnarr ' entered. The a 1 1 1 ticia II y of the beauty parlor was all gone. She was a woman. t w ho had be. n wrongej nnd deceiv ed. "Next fr'.en 1 a true tiPTt frlend-flem' ' wouhl t.e hu. ! r, I.ee Wrirthlnjrton." sh.- scorned. "How can you stand thete an'! ! look me In the lace, how could u te-, me of tour !e for me. whon all th 1 lime you cared no more, for me or foi :'"t' oiner woman t.'ian ior mai-mar. l.e I hlanc? Yrn knew that I, who was a- !-'"iis as I could be or itoi'man, had ' eairi a little -you added more. V. t i w " haA l iaye.l on mv feeling- you eltl hwve cast me off. too I know 't 1 know tour kind." 1 h" Pause,; for or-eath. th-n fiirne.! slowly to Bratnatd with a note .f patho. in her voice. "Our tempera ii.ent may have heen dl' 'erent. Rodman. Thev were nrt whet Site." "I rou'-i have understood, rtorlman. it it had br-n Miss Ii tnlap. She Is clever, wonderful. But that I ebla no never!" Sybil Brainard turne,, to (.'(instance. "Miss Dunlap -Mrs. Punlap." she sob bed, "forgive me You you are a bttter woman than I am." rowed, when she saw h'm and she flush". . o.-isr lously. "I'm very glad to see you Mr arrick." "Then I'm repaid for coming," he re turned meaningly. He stayed with her nearly ail evenlnp "tiding himself unwhilng to I'-ave hei side. "I know why it Is I have taker, such a notion to her," he kept explaining to himself. "It's ba cause fhe ;s so klnu and fa ir-rninderl ." That n.ght when Jane looked happily into her mirror she shook her finger a i.er reflection reprovingly. "You bah gill." she s older!. "You let him sta--that night and hear a'l those dreadful things about himself to teach him a lesson, and you posed as a Iiui saint on your own account. "Now he likes y-.i all to pbces and i jretting really sentimental. Wht.t are you a.oing to do shout it? One thlnf are rot going to do. Yo.j are never going to M r.n you saw hiin sitting there that night. And, another thing. y0 i are go-, in? to keep him guessing for a long, longf" time how much you really do rate aboijfj him." All of which, if David had I nown. he would hate said pioved that the chief cha ra teristic of the feminine gender 1 . duplicity. . . -"