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"My wife is going to have her own apartment. One of father's friends has built several apartment houses and he'll be sure to let me in." "Are we dreaming?" Trudy asked, thinking of how indebted she was to Beatrice O'Valley, yet how she envied and hated her. "No, Babseley, I'll phone you to-morrow and come down.
I can't depend on any one but myself," she added, a little bitterly. Luke stared into the fire. Perhaps this tousle-haired, freckle-faced boy surmised his sister's love-story. If so no one least of all his sister should ever hear of the facts from his lips. "I'm never going to get married. I want to make a lot of money like Mr. O'Valley did quick.
As she was private secretary and general guardian to Steve O'Valley, president of the concern, Miss Faithful's word usually had a decisive effect. But Trudy was irrepressible.
She wished she had worn her trimmest tailored effect to impress upon this tall young woman that no one else could wear tailor things so well as Mrs. Beatrice O'Valley if she chose to do so. "What can I do for Mrs. O'Valley?" Mary said, almost patronizingly, Beatrice fancied. "I came in to say hello. I've neglected you lately.
Trudy's imagination pictured there a someone petulant, spoiled, and altogether irresistible in the laciest of white frocks and a leghorn hat with pink streamers, at whose feet Steve O'Valley offered some surprise gift worth months of Mary Faithful's salary while he said: "I ran away from work to play with you, Gorgeous Girl! See how you demoralize me?
So the owner of the O'Valley Leather Works found his solace in tucking the pound-and-a-half spaniel under his arm and trying to convince himself that he was all wrong and a self-made man must keep a watch on himself lest he become a boor! The day the O'Valleys left for New York in company with three other couples Mr. and Mrs.
O'Valley had been so good to her, and wasn't it splendid that America was a country where one had a chance and could rise to whatsoever place one deserved; and when one thought of Beatrice's own dear papa and handsome husband, well, it was all quite inspiring and wonderful until Beatrice was as uncomfortable about Steve's goat tending and her father's marital selection of a farmer's hired girl as Trudy really was of the apartment and her second-hand frock.
He had lied to himself throughout his courtship but was most innocent of the offence. "If Mrs. O'Valley telephones or calls please say I have gone out to the stockyards," he told Mary. "And will you lend me your office for the afternoon? I'm so rushed I must be alone where I can work without interruption." Mary gathered up her papers. "I'll keep you under cover." She was smiling.
May's the hardest month of the year to work; you just can't help planning your summer clothes." "Miss Constantine is coming to call for Mr. O'Valley and I want his O. K. on those before he gets away." "Listen, don't you think the diamonds he is buying her are vulgar? A bunch of electric bulbs is what I call it, I certainly would not permit "
Old O'Valley's only son and his son's wife survived him until their ability to borrow was at an end and work would have been their only alternative. So they left a small, black-haired, blue-eyed young man named Stephen O'Valley to battle single-handed with the world and bring honour to his name.
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