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Prudence’s Daughter
CHAPTER Vll—Continued
—l6
Those days In Jerry's lovely home
with Jerry's father, Dunne felt were
the happiest of his entire life. They
had breakfast together in the morn
ing, reading the papers over tlielr cof
fee, drove to the factory together, and
went out for luncheon to a cafe or
club somewhere. And In the evening
they played pinochle, smoked and read,
sometimes Just smoked and talked.
They went to the Princess to patron
ise the stock company which will go
down In history as the start-In-llfe of
Fay Balnter. Once Jerrold hud some
men in. and they played poker.
Sometimes Dunne forgot that Jer
rold was to be his fpther-in-law,
thought of him only as a remarkably
companionable old chap, and easy to
have around.
"You know. Mr. Harmer,” he said
one night, "alnce I've been so—so keen
on Jerry—and so d —n mad at her stub
bornness —I’ve sort of lost Interest In
—you know —women and things. That's
not natural. Does It hang over—or do
you get back when you’ve been mar
ried a while?*’
"You act like a blase old roue,” anld
Jerrold. "but you talk like a kid.”
And then he said with a great assump
tion of sternness, "See here, young
fellow, I’m on Jerry’s side. Don’t you
try to get anything out of me that you
may be able to use against me later
on. You stick to the straight and nar
row.” He laughed a little. "I won’t
•ay that in all my twenty years I
haven't felt the fleeting Intrigue of a
foreign dimple or curl, or maybe an
ankle —and there's no denying that a
woman' does get on your nerves, es
pecially the way she lugs your tobacco
out of your reach —but I’m strong for
Prudence. But of course, there
aren’t many Prudences. You wouldn’t
expect that.”
One night he asked about that pic
ture In Jerry’s room, the Ocean Rider.
"It's a haunting thing," he said. "It
makes you think of Jerry somehow —” ’
"Oh, didn’t you know Theresa? The i
picture gave me the creeps, too, at first, i
The eyes are Jerry’s. She has nice '
eyes; maybe you’ve noticed It," he i
added slyly. "Not as nice now, I think,
as when she left. She looks more— '
cloudy. But very nice. The picture Is
a shock at first sight. Makes you feel
as If you’ve caught her stepping out
of the bath.”
He told Duane then of Theresa and
her tragic death, her even more tragic
life. Duane was shocked, hurt. It
seemed a terrible thing for Jerry to
go through, and lacking the Support of
his tenderness and sympathy. He
hated himself, as though he had failed
her when she hp.d need of him.
Once he said, “Why do you suppose
she wouldn’t flirt with me—when she
did with others? And I know she —
liked me well enough.”
Jerrold said, "I don’t know, what do
you think?*’ And did not realize he had
caught that cleverness of evasion from
his wife.
“Did she tell you I was drunk that
night?” Duane persisted morbidly.
“Jerry never tells us things until
she needs us,” said Jerrold proudly.
"She struggles along by herself, until
she knows she Is whipped. Then she
comes to Prudence and me. She was
like that when she was a baby. She
would work for half a day trying to
fix a broken toy by herself—a thing
I could do in a minute —but she never
came until she had worn herself out
working at It alone and found It too
much for her. Prudence likes that;
•he thinks It show's character."
After a blissful week that was full
of reminiscences of Prudence and Jerry
In tlie past and countless hopes for
Prudence and Jerry in the future, the
telegram came to announce their re
turning, and Jerrold suld regretfully:
“Sorry, old fellow, I’ve got to chuck
you out. The girls w'lll be home this
atenlng."
Duane’s disappointment and his re
gret at leaving were almost childish.
In the Intimacy of Jerry's home he had
almost forgotten their estrangement
and felt she should be coming to him
as Prudence cume Oaek to Jerrold.
“I wonder whi*4 would happen If I
Just stuck on araA faced the music,” he
said to Jerrold. “as if I had a right to
be here.”
“Oh, good J«rd,” was oil Jerry's fa
ther had to say.
So Duane packed his bags bitterly,
onhnppU./, and moved hack to the sor
did stwyMdlty of his hotel room.
Jerrold spent the rest of the day go
ing through the house, removing every
trace of evidence os to the presence of
a guest. He cautioned the maids, over
and over, to breathe not a word of
what had transpired, and In tho eve
ning met his wife and daughter at the
station.
In deference to the returning of Pru
dence, he generously removed the
bronze smoking stand from the side of
the bed and put it back In the stalrwuy
lounge where she hod left It. He al
ways made that concession on the
night that Prudence returned. And
Prudence In gratitude for his gener
osity, always carried It back when they
went to bed. and put It where his
hand could not full to And It the mo
ment he should awaken.
He kissed Prudence first, kissed her
twice. Then he turned to Jerry. Jerry
always surprised him. She took hold
ef both of his arms, and looked deep,
deep Into bis eyes, her own unsmiling,
pleading, anxious. Jerrold met them
bravely, although his heart sank guilt
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science. He wondered If he bore a
mark engraved upon his features that
her lynx-bright eyes could read and un
derstand.
But Jerry said nothing. She re
leased her tense grip upon his urms
after a moment, and kissed him.
CHAPTER VIII
Between Friends
During the dinner hour on an early
evening In November Jerry was called
to the telephone, and when she came
back a moment later to her place there
was a curious, quizzical smile upon her
lips and In her eyes.
“It was Adela Longley," she ex
plained. "She wanted me to go to the
theater with her."
"Adeln Longley!" Prudence was gen
tly surprised.
"Are you going?" asked Jerrold, with
his usual lack of Inter-penetration.
"It was Adela Longley,” Jerry re
peated, for his enlightenment. "Of
course I am not going. I told her I
am very busy tonight.”
Jerry and her mother exchanged
glances of smiling tolerance —toler-
ance for Jerrold’s mannish Incompre
hension of delicate social situations,
smiling tecause they loved him. For
from New York down, the veriest ham
let has Its central select set which
seems a thing of merfest Idle chance,
and yet the laws of the Medes and
Persians themselves were not a whit
more blading.
Adela Longley was one who hovered
ns It were In the remote whorls of that
society which circled about Jerry as a
point of pivot. She belonged to the
large social life of Des Moines, but
was not, and could not be, a part of
that Inner nucleus which Is so rigidly
a thing npart. And yet Jerry was the
very soul of democracy; she said she
abhorred snobbishness of all things In
the world; she made no slightest dis
tinction as to place or person—only
ns to personality. She didn’t care for
Adela Longley. "Oh, she’s a different
sort, very nice of course—l don’t core
about ner.” It was Adela, Jerry felt,
who kept Adela In the social fringe.
"Maybe she thinks If she gets a lit
tle clubby with you I may give her a
better price on a car,” suggested Jer
rold. always glad to help out wltn nis
opinion.
Jerry was interested. "A carl An
other c#r? Why,* she has a car now!”
"She’s tired of it. She wants to
trade It In on a Harmer. She has been
in three times this week to see
about it"
Jerry lowered the misty lashes re
flectively. Only Jerry knew how very
strange a thing that was. She was
not above sounding her father for con
firmation of her suspicion.
"She has a Harkness! It cost near
ly five thousand dollars more than
mine."
“Yes, she said she would have noth
ing but a Ilarkness in the teginning.
but she doesn’t like It now she has It.
She wants to trade It In for a Banner
roadster like yours.”
“Like mine! But you had mine
made specially for me, and I de
signed—”
“Yes, I know. Duane told her—”
“Who told her?”
“Oh—Mr. Allerton, you know, Dunne
Allerton. He is on the floor, you see.
He showed her the models, und she’s
been talking to him about It.”
"Oh, I see.” Jerry had her confir
mation. “Well, go on. What did —lie —
tell her?"
“He said we will not duplicate the
body of your car for anybody, but that
we will design another speclul for her,
any style she likes. But we do not
care to duplicate yours under uny cir
cumstances.”
"Adela Longley made fun of the
Harmer when she got hers,” said Jerry
reflectively. “She suld she wanted a
good car or none at all. The girls
used to tease me about It.”
“Well, inuybe she thinks more of It
now. Duane says she was enthusias
tic about the demonstration.”
‘‘Who gave her the demonstration?”
"He did."
“I should think,” Jerry's voice was
so soft us to be almost inaudible, “1
should think the salesmen would do
that.”
"They do ordinarily. But she had
talked to him on the floor severul
times, und asked him particularly to
take her out. So of course he did.”
Jerry had lost her appetite for din
ner. Her thoughts were running along
a new line.
“Myrtle Ingersoll and I went to a
matinee Wednesday.” she said slowly.
“She wanted to come by the office and
uak you to go with us.”
‘‘Ask who?”
“You, father. She thinks you are
such o dear. I told her you are a per
fect slave to business und never go
out In the afternoon, and she wanted
to come by and ask you anyhow,
thought you might be pleased with the
attention. I didn't 4 think anything of
it then. But I'm thinking plenty now.”
Jerrold laughed easily. “Oh, they
think up sillier excuses than that to
gei a lock at him. Not that I blaine
them at all I There aren’t enough
good-looking young fellows to go the
rounds here, you know.”
It lind not before occurred to Jerry
to wonder what Duane was doing dur
ing the evening, with whom he was
THE OOBTIUa nniTWTY DEMOCRAT.
■going out. What friendships he was
forming. Now that this phase of the
situation was so forcitly drawn to her
attention, she reamed very clear| y
that in a town the she of Des Moines,
a young man of good appearance, who
could dance, pi ay bridge, and with
great personal charm to his credit,
was not at all likely to pass by unob
served.
And If further corroboration were
necessary, she received it In painful
plenitude on Monday evening at Gnu -
McCartney’s shower for Itae Forsythe,
when all the girls of their particular
clique were together. Jerry was late
in arriving, and was greeted at once
with a gay protesting outburst.
"Oh. Jerry, how could you be no
selfish!"
"Jerry Harmer, you ought to be
ashamed of youridfl Anything as
good-looking as thut!"
"Where In the world did your father
find It?”
Jerry realized it' would be foolish to
pretend Ignorance ai to their meaning,
in a town os small and as fraternal
a3 Des Moines. She laughed it off
as best she could, Lqisined gayly that
she left the .-.nnagement of the Har
mer Motor to hep father, and agreed
that Duane Allertoo was certainly u
very handsome tl^ng.
"Do you know him, Jerry?” asked
Edith Weatherby.
"Yes, I met him In New York."
This was greeted with merry, signifi
cant exclamations and laughter.
"Oh, so It’s like that!" they cried.
"No wonder I"
"It seems he ha J lome sort of finan
cial reverses,” stye went on quickly.
Jerrold Carefully Placed the Great
Cloak About H a Daughter's Shoul
ders.
"I don’t know much about It, but he
wanted to make a change, and you
know father is allays taking on men.”
"Do you like him, Jerry?” persisted
Edith Weatherfcy.
Jerry wus not t* be caught unguard
ed. “Of course. Why not? I hardly
know the man.”
“And you’re not personally Interest
ed, are your coitinued her interro
gator. “Because he told me he had
lost a lot of money, und I told father—
futher likes him very much —and I told
father I was sure he would rather
work in a bunk than In a fuctory. You
know my futher is always tuklng on
men, too.”
Jerry’s eyes were serene and un
clouded. “Yes, of course. That would
he lovely for Mr. Allerton. I am sure
his opportunity would be much greater
In the bunk than with my futher."
More thun ever Jerry regretted that
hasty Impulse of hers which hud
brought Duane Allerton to lowa. And
yet she took u bitter, morbid satisfac
tion In having them snow that ufter
ull she hud known him first, that she
had been In a sense the motive of his
coming—as, indeed, she hud, und in
a fur more ioilnjate sense thun Jerry
would have them suspect.
On the evening 0 f Thanksgiving oc
curred the annual dinner-dunce at the
club, one of the rest events of the yeur
to which the younger set at least
looked forwurd for weeks with keen
anticipation. Usually Jerry mnde one
of a group of her particular friends,
while Prudence and Jerrold filled up
u table with couple* of their own age
und Interests. Bat. for this night,
Jerry persistently refused all Invita
tions, and insisted on « family trio.
Prudence, Jerrold and herself. To her
friends she suld ghe thought her
mother would like it. To Prudence
she suld honestly;
“Oh, mother, I’m tired ! I don’t feel
like pretending to be Interested In a
lot of things--when 1 am not.”
On the afternoon of the dance she
sat curled in a big ct, u ir before the fire
with a magazine she did not reud, and
Jerrold sat opposite her with the eve
ning paper, smoking, and neither of
them answered wWn Prudence re
minded them for tie third time that
they must hurry dress. Finally.
at her Insistence, Jerrold dropped the
paper and sighed.
"I’m getting too old for such goings
on," he said plaintively. "I feel just
like sitting here In my own house by
my own fire, and going to bed at n
respectable hour.”
"Too late,” Prudence told him, laugh
ing. "You have to go or you get no
dinner. Mary and Katie have gone
out, and there Is nothing to eat. You
must go with us or fast."
Jerrold sighed again. Then he
turned to Jerry, with the news that
had been a burden to him for two
days.
"Oh ! Jerry—by the way—Duane will
be there.”
Jerry did not move, did not turn her
eyes. "Oh, will lie?"
"Yes. The Weatherbys asked him
to go, and I told him to go by nil
means. I don’t feel that he should
miss a good time Just because you feel
allittlee —er —sensitive about his pres
ence, do you? It’s a wonder you
haven’t run Into him before this.
They’re Inviting him everywhere. And
besides —”
"Oh, don't hesitate on my account.
Go right ahead. Besides what?”
"Besides, as I’ve said before, there
are more nice girls In this town than
there are nice boys. Other men have
daughters as well as I, and daughters
requiring beaulng. And I must say
that some fathers seem to have daugh
ters with u greater degree of that
sweet reasonableness they talk about
than my own.”
Jerry smiled sympathetically. "Poor
father!” she said. "You did have
rather had luck getting only me. But
however much you may prefer other
fathers' daughters to your own, you
can’t get rid of me. No trading daugh
ters. Things aren’t done that way.
You must keep what you get, whether
you like It or not."
She touched him lightly on the
shoulder us she passed by and went
quickly up the stairs.
Jerrold looked at Prudence.
"Is she going?" he usked in a loud
whisper.
"I don’t know.”
They tiptoed together to the door
way and listened. There was no
sound from Jerry’s room above.
They tiptoed tack. "Now If she has
any notion of going there and snub
bing him In public I won’t stand for
It,” Jerrold said, still whispering.
"After ull, she brought him here, and
she shan't —”
"Oh, don’t you worry about that
She wants to make him eat the dust
before her, but she’ll never give any
body else a chance to laugh at him.
You’ll see!” And then she added, half
hopefully, half wistfully, "Perhaps
they will make It all up tonight, and
then we’ll have him here for Thanks
giving dinner tomorrow!”
CHAPTER IX
A Little for Remembrance
At a quarter to seven Prudence
tapped lightly on Jerry's door.
“I’ll be right down.” Jerrys voice
from behind the closed door was very
low, a little strained. She did not ask
her mother to come In, and Prudence
made no such offer, but went directly
down and stood silently, anxiously be
side her husband In the lower hall and
awaited the coming of her daughter.
Jerry wore the flame-colored gown of
chiffon velvet, and as she stood above
them on the steps, smiling down at
them. Involuntarily they exclaimed at
the fresh, bright revelation of her
beauty.
*‘0f course a daughter studying Art
In New York will wear what she
pleases—In New York,” said Jerrold,
frowning with a great assumption of
disapproval, although his eyes shone
with Ills pride and pleasure In her
loveliness. “But If you ask me—
though nobody did —I coll that dress
n little —well, snappy for the old home
town.”
“It Is beautiful,” said Prudence. “I
thought you did not like it, Jerry. You
haven't worn It once since you came
home.”
Jerrold carefully placed the great
cloak about Ills daughter's shoulders.
“You have too much rouge on,” he
ejected.
“I know It" she assented. “But 1
nm a shocking color tonight In the
naturul So pule I am positively yel
low. Do you think perhaps I may be
getting thin-blooded, mother? I never
used to look so white."
“Perhaps you need a tonic,” Pru
dence suggested, though she knew in
her heurt that Jerry needed no such
thing.
(TO BE CONTINUED.)
Life and Death
A man with an uncanny mania for
Juggling with figures produced pencil
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down the number of your living
brothers. Multiply it by two. Add
three. Multiply the result by tlvo.
Add the number of living sisters. Mul
tiply the result by ten. Add the num
ber of deud brothers und sisters. Sub
tract 160 from the result.” The friend
did It. “Now," suld the other with •
cunning smile, “the right-band figure
will he the number of deaths, the mid
dle flguro the number of living sisters,
and the left-hund figure the number of
living brothers.” And so it was.—Tit*
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"See If you can laugh that off," snld
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It Is the cause and not the death
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What Every Wife Knows
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A charge of dynamite has sent
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