Argosy All-Story Weekly, December 2, 1922 — page 125: what you’re looking at

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By FRED JACKSON Author of “The First Law,’’ ‘‘ The Third Act,’’ ‘‘ The Diamond Necklace,’’ etc. “ CHAPTER XXXII. NEVER GIVE UP HOPE. ARRY’S first thought, when he left Bartlett’s table, was to get in touch with Katherine’s maid. Obviously she was the only other person in the world, besides Katherine, who might be able to tell him about the powders.. Accordingly he headed for the telephone booths and called Katherine’s number. They still lived in East Sixty-Seventh Street — the Kendalls — in the house that Katherine’s mother had planned as a bride. It was a bit old-fashioned now, and rather large for just Katherine and her brother; but it had always been home to them, and they clung to it still. They had grown up in the nursery upstairs. They had had their first birthday parties in the big draw- ing-rooms. When they were old enough to appear in public with their elders, their gov- erness and tutor had sent them down to the dining room for dessert. The whole house, from ceilar to garret, was rich in associa- tions, so they had never seriously considered leaving it. In fact, the plans were laid for Katherine to continue living there, even after her brother was married. He, of course, would take an apartment in the Park Avenue sec- tion. Muriel preferred that, and Katherine, refusing to become one of their household, had determined to find a worthy and re- spectable companion somewhere among the older families, and to maintain an establish- ment of her own. Such a plan would have horrified her grandmother; but nobody seemed to think it strange among her own immediate intimates. This story began in the Argosy-Allistory Weekly for October 28. 595 pe ia ii Si vv 2 ie yabdetlaah ikade® qd. 7 ae | Gomichbooks com