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by Ruth Harley
Synopsis
Maris Trevor is discouraged be-
cause Rod O'Rorke spends all his
money developing an invention
which he hopes will provide an in-
come so that they can marry.
Maris thinks they should enjoy the
present rather than deny them-
selves for the future. She becomes
uncertain of her love for Rod.
Perhaps there would be more hap-
piness with someone else.
CHAPTER VIII
"Of course you'll make good,
Maris. Don't start acting silly
new." Patsy spoke firmly, for
Maris was verging on a hysterical
state, after all her excitement.
"Come, let me fix this," and keep-
ing her interested in what she
was doing, Patsy managed to .get
Ler calm again.
"There, you look swell!" ex-
claimed Patsy. "1 can't think why
Jimmy's so long in coating to-
night. I did think he'd be here
to see you before you left. It's
too bad that Rod's still in the
West."
But even as she spoke, the bell
rang and a moment later Jimmy
was standing awestruck, looking
at Maris. "Going to beat us to it
are you?" he questioned looking
around. "I must say Rod didn't
lose any time. Just saw Charley
Gordon and' he said Rod's gad-
get's going over big."
"Oh, Jimmy," laughed Maris
hysterically, "I'm not a real bride
tonight. I'm just going to wear
this gown at the exposition — to
advertise Fayson's crepe."
He turned with incredulous
eyes to Pat. "What's that the
girl's saying? She means she's
not going to marry Rod?"
Pretending Tonight
"Oh, sure she'll marry Rod when
the time comes, honey, and be glad
to," answered Pat. "Only it won't
he tonight, for she's just a pre-
tense bride tonight."
"Now I see a light, Patsy, Well,
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say, she should make a hit all
right. Better not let anyone run,
away with you, Maris. Think Pat-
sy and I had better come along?"
"Oh, no, there's no need for
that. I know you'd rather stay at
home. Gee, I bet that's my taxi!
Where are the flowers?"
"They're in the ice -box, Jim-
my. Get them, and wrap them
up in the paper that's lying on the
table, so they won't drip on this
magnificent cloak." Then Pat
caught up the evening wrap of
glistening white and silver lame
and draped it about Maris' shoul-
ders.
But when she reached the side-
walk, it was not a taxi driver, but
a liveried chauffeur who opened
the door of the luxurious sedan
which old Fayson usually rode in
to his office. When he raised his
eyes to hers, for a moment he
looked as though he had seen a
ghost. But, remembering his
place, the look of surprise was
quickly followed by the imperson-
al glance that is the mark of the
well trained servant.
Where She Belonged
As Maris leaned back against
the softly upholstered cushions
and glanced about her, she felt
as though she was at last in her
proper setting. All sorts of lux-
uries were revealed in the fittings
of the car, and in the vases were
delectable hothouse blooms whose
delicate fragrance suggested exo-
tic loveliness.
The car drew up to the curb.
A man in livery hastened to open
the door, and escort Maris within
the hall. As she crossed the thres-
hold, Stan stepped forward and
eagerly clasped her hands.
"I'm so glad you've come. I
wanted to call for you myself, but
I've been in a frightful rush ever
since you left."
"Well, it will soon be over,"
answered Maris.
"Oh, yes, and I hope we put it
across. You see the old man has
been rather skeptical about my
ideas, but I think he's beginning
to see the light." Then as Mrs.
Bryce approached, he added, "Tbe
other girrs are in the dressing
room. Mrs. Bryce will introduce
you." Then with a whispered,
"You look Iovelier than ever,"
Stan hurried into the hall.
Sounds of music drifted to her
through the half -opened doorway,
and as the visitors hurried back
and forth, Maris felt a strange
thrill of excitement sweep through
her. This was what she liked —
music, soft lights, gaily dressed
women with attentive escorts, and
the pleasant tingling sensation
that made her feel something
wonderful was going to happen.
Beginning of Adventure
But in a moment she was in the
dressing room and Mrs. Bryce was
presenting her to the other girls,
and giving them all some last min -
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ute instructions. There was frank
admiration in their eyes as elle
took her wrap off and stood re-
vealed in the magnificent gown
that was .destined to usher her in-,
to a thrilling adventure.
Once in the hall, they presented
a series of tableau; but. it was
not till Maris appeared in; the role
of a wistful bride, that a sudden
roar of applause brought the spec-
tators hurrying to the Fayson
salon. Time and again she was re-
called. At last, as she stepped
down from the platform and saun-
tered slowly among the crowd, she
saw Stan.
"You did splendidly," he whis-
pered, as he caught her hand.
"You were the hit of the evening,
I'll see you later." And squeez-
ing her hand he hurried away.
Little Golddigger
Then as she raised her eyes, she
caught sight of the girl who had
passed her in her limousine, but
the once smiling eyes were now
like two little daggers. Suddenly
Maris felt afraid of her. But
light-heartedly she turned to one
of the debs who had been in the
show with her.
"It's been awfully good fun,"
the girl said to her, smiling sweet-
ly, "although I can't understand
why Rowene didn't come." Then
glancing upwards she caught sight
of Rewene's friend and darted
toward her. For a moment Maris
was hemmed in by the crowd, but
as she struggled to move forward,
the girl to whom she had just
been talking exclaimed as she
glanced at her spitefully, "So
that's the reason Rowene didn't
even if she had romantic dreams
about him, certainly no one In the
ofiiee had ever had occasion to
link her name with his?
She caught back a sob. She
would not let Patsy know of the
bitter aftermath to her glorious
evening. While ti ey had been
waiting to 'go on the improvised
stage, the girls had been charming
and friendly, They'd raved about
her gown, too, had talked as
though Rowene had been kept
away by sickness. Was that the
reason Stan had given for her
non-appearance?
Everything would 'doubtless
have been lovely if only that oth-
er girl—Vi Kent—had kept her
mouth shut. But Maris knew in-
stinctively* that those girls saw
the line that separated a girl who
worked in an office from one who
was born to wealth..
Yet as she opened the door, a
faint ray of hope flickered in her
mind. Stan was so pleased with
her work. He had said he would
see her again, Perhaps if she
hadn't dashed home so impetuous-
ly he might have brought her back
in his car, but the thought of stay-
ing a minute longer where those
girls might point to her with scorn
or hold her up to ridicule, was
more than she could bear.
If only -she had glanced back as
the taxi sped on its way, she
might have seen Stan rush fran-
tically toward the curb; she might
have realized he was sincere when
he promised he would see her
later.
She was glad when she entered
the apartment that no one was
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come. Little golddigger," she
hissed, "and we were all so nice
to her, thinking poor old Rowene
had had one of her frightful head-
aches again."
"She might well have a head-
ache when the Ivan she was en-
gaged to has probably been fool-
ing around with this stenographer
for dear knows how long," retort-
ed the other girl with a cruel
glance at Maris. "She's given him
up. I asked Stan the minute I
got here, for I passed this girl on.
the way and almost mistook her
for Rowene."
"Well, if that's Stan's type
Rowell 0'11 • be happier without
him." Again she turned with a
withering glance at Maris.
But the gleam in Maris' • dark •
eyes was not lost on a young roan
nearby, who hurried toward her
and tried to speak to her. I -low-.
ever, she had had enough, and
without even waiting to see Stan
again, she slipped into the dress-
ing room, got her wrap and hur- •
ried home in a taxicab.
So . that was what they thought
of her! Tears trembled on Maris'
long dark lashes, but she would
not let thele fall. She would not
let those girls have the satisfac
tion of knowing they had hurt
her. And now as she stood at the
door of her apartment she was.
glad she had held her head high
when she had hurried down the
stairs and reached her taxi. •
A Soli Stifled
Her won(lerful evening had
brought her nothing but disap-
potl mcnf;. ATI the triumph that,
she felt in her reception by the
spectators was poisoned by the
chatter of the girls. \"1•:.t right
had they to talk like t,::,t: •lltrty
dared they hint that there 1“).8
anything between Stan •and her?
She'd hardly spoken to hien-�--and
around. Passing Patsy's room, she
heard a sleepy voice cry, "How
did it go, Maris?"
"Oh, great," she answered, glad
that Patsy could not see her
tragic face. There was no need
of telling her how the girls had
treated her. At least Stan was
satisfied, and Fayson's would like-
ly benefit by the show.
But as she took off the gorge-
ous gown and the filmy undies
that had made her so happy a few
short hours ago., all her dreams
of stepping up in society lay
crumbling at her feet. Slipping
on her old silk kimona and push-
ing her dainty feet into her shab-
by mules, she huddled down into
a boudoir chair by the window.
Humiliation
Over the roofs she looked, past
the tall towers with their blinking
lights, up to the dark blue sky
where the moon, now beginning
to wane, looked like an enormous
half dollar against the sky. Her
throat constricted. Tears were
near her eyes, and somehow as
she lived over again the humilia-
tion that the girls had showered
on her, her sensitive lips quiv-
ered.
How dared they act like that;
how dared they speak so ,about
her when thele wasn't a word of
truth in it? Tf only Stan had
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heard surely he wouldn't have
stood for it.
The chilly air blew in and she
drew her shabby bathrobe more
closely about her. Maris wouldn't
have 'believed anyone could be so
mean to •a stranger, especially
when she was taking a part at a
momen't notice. She thought of
the girls she worked with. Not one
of them would have been guilty of
rudeness, such lack of fine feel-
ing. Of course Milly was a bit
of a vamp and didn't hesitate to
take every chance of making a
hit with the Hien, but never as
long as Maris had known her had
she done anything so contemptible
as had those girls whose parents'
name illuminated the pages of the
Social Register. Perhaps, though,
they weren't all like that.
Somehow she had always en-
visioned the daughters of the four
hundred plus as lovely girls,
whose manners and general con-
duct were something superior to
the girls she worked with. Milly
had told her that was all boloney,
that they were a hard set; but, as
she studied their pictures in the
papers, she was sure Milly knew
nothing about what she was dis-
cussing.
Memories
"But now, Maris' soft lips curv-
ed in a smile of derision. "I bet
Milly's right!" she thought.
Soon Maris opened her windows
wider and slipped into bed. But
she could not sleep. From one
side to another she tossed, then
turned over her pillow; but still
sleep would not come. Her brain
was working with tireless activ-
ity.
"Gee, if I don't get to sleep
soon Pll be hearing the milkman,"
she murmured to herself. "This
will never do—I must try and for-
get those vicious society debs. I
can't afford to let their gall keep
me from sleeping."
Then, suddenly, as though a
hand had pulled back a curtain in
her memory she saw as plainly as
though she were there, the dark
Ramapo Hills and the wide waters
of Greenwood Lake. A year ago
Rod had taken he) to spend the
day. It had been a crisp autumn
morning when they reached the
lake and as they got in the row-
boat he'd engaged, she was glad
she'd worn a coat. But as the
day advanced it was once mare
like summer and when they land-
ed on the shore to eat their lunch,
there was no need of any extra
wraps.
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