XX IN THE BOUDOIR––––––––
APPARENTLY, Fleming Stone paid little attention to this letter from Pauline. Really, every word engraved itself on his heart, as he read the lines, and when he gave the paper to Gray Haviland, it was only because he knew he would never need to refresh his memory as to the message Pauline had sent him.
Stone also read the letter she had written to Gray, and his deep eyes clouded with pain at some of the lines. But he returned it to Haviland without comment, and then courteously dismissed the pair.
“He’s bothered to death,” said Gray, as they went downstairs.
“So’m I,” responded Anita. “But nobody cares about me, it’s all Pauline,—whether she’s a——”
“Let up on that, ’Nita!” and Gray spoke warningly. “Don’t you call Pauline names in my hearing!”
Anita, pouting,
