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FIFTH INSTALLMENT
SYNOPSIS: Pauline, sentimental,
trustful, sincere and loving love, be
comes engaged and marries Dennis
O'Hara in the belief that their bliss
ful happiness will continue un
changed thru all the years. On her
wedding morning she awakes with
* strange premonition that maybe
love does change, a thought buried
in ber mind by a letter from her
closest friend, Barbara, the night
before. Pauline adored Barbara
who had been married, was the
mother of a child which died, but
now divorced and living a life which
some of her friends could not un
derstand. Between Dennis iand
Barbara is a seeming wall of per
sonal dislike by both. Six months
after Pauline's wedding, Barbara
comes for a short stay. During this
visit Barbara confesses to Pauline
that there is a man she really loves,
but she refuses to tell his name . . .
Barbara decides suddenly to go home
and Pauline insists Dennis drive her
to the station. Irritated, Dennis
drives recklessly, and they are in a
crash. Barbara escapes injury but
Dennis' leg is broken. As he re
turns to consciousness he learns who
the man is that Barbara loves. It's
himself. Dennis spends several
weeks in the hospital. Barbara re
turns to stay with Pauline, but on
one pretext or another fails to visit
Dennis with Pauline at the hospital.
Pauline plans highly for Dennis' re
turn home . . . Barbara stays only
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one day after Dennis' return from
the hospital. Much against his will
Dennis finds a new attraction in
Barbara, who plays the same cool
and detached role as formerly.
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"That's very unkind. What mis
chief am I in? I've never done you
any harm, have I?"
"I should never give you the
chance," he answered grimly.
Barbara laughed, a cool laugh of
amusement. Then she moved away
from the fire and sat down on the
couch. "Well, to-morrow I shall
be gone," she said with a little yawn.
Dennis fidgeted. "Where are you
going?" he asked rather jerkily.
"Home—you must come and see
me some day. Get Paulind to bring
you," Barbara said with a faint
mockory, "if you don't care to come
alone."
He turned round, looking at her
squarely. "Do you imagine that I
am afraid of you?" he asked angrily.
Barbara opened her eyes wide;'they
looked very dark, like deep pools of
still water. "My dear man, what a
question-! Of course not."
"That's fortunate," he said,
"because I've never been afraid of
a woman yet, and I'm not likely to
begin now."
Brave-sounding words? When in
hiß heart he knew that he was more
afraid of Barbara Stark than he had
ever been of anyone in his life.
• * *
Barbara left on Friday morning
by the first train.
"There is no need for anyone to
get up and see me off", she told
Pauline. "If the maid will bring
me some toast and a cup of tea —
that's all I want. I'm catching the
nine something."
"It used to be Dennis' train,"
Pauline said reminiscently. "I know
it's wicked of me, but I'm so glad
he can't go back to business yet. It
will be heavenly to have him all to
myself for a little while."
"A second honeymoon," Barbara
said lightly. "Well, make the most
of it, but not too much of him."
Pauline's eyes clouded. .
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"I wish you wouldn't always say
things like that; it just spoils every
thing. Of course, I know you think
love doesn't last, but—"
"It depends whose love," Barbara
interrupted. "But why argue? We»
can only speak of life as we find it.
Run along to bed, but don't tell
Dennis I am leaving early." Pauline
repeated Barbara's words to Dennis
and was surprised at the anger in
hie eyes.
/"That woman's always sneering at
me," he said angrily. "I'm damned
if I'll have it. I'll get up and see her
off."
His wife looked disappointed. Like
all women of her type, she loved to
make a fuss of a man; she would
have been perfectly happy to keep
Dennis bedridden for another month,
it would have been bliss for her to
wait on him. But secretely she rath
er admired Dennis for showing Bar
bara he vtas not a mollycoddle.
They had just finished breakfast
when Barbara came downstairs.
"Oh. good-morning my children!"
she said benignly.
"Have you got everything
packed?" Pauline askt?d. "I know
you're so forgetful. I'll just run
up and look round your room." She
clattered away upstairs, happily as
sured that she was doing the right
thing and looking after her depart
ing guest in-tlie proper fashion.
"You're an early bird," Dennis
said.
"Yes!" Barbara did not turn
round from the mirror, "I've got to
catch the worm, you see."
"Isn't that rather hard on Bar
net?" Dennis asked maliciously. "I
heaf from Pauline that you are
lunching with him."
"He's not the particular worm I
was referring to," Barbara said
cooly. She turned round now and
met his gaze steadily. "You don't
look in the least like an invalid,
you know."
Dennis half rose from his chair:
"Look here—" he began impulsive
ly, then he stopped as Pauline came
clattering downstairs again.
"You've left a handkerchief and a
pair of bedroom slippers and a
comb," said Pauline all in a breath.
She plumped them down on a chair.
"Where's your dressing case? They'll
all go in," she said. "And the taxi's
at the door. I do wish you weren't
going. When shall I see you again?
Come down soon, won't you, if you
can stand such a quiet couple."
She liked to think that she and
Dennis had been married for years;
she was sure he was happy and sat
isfied to be alone with her as she
was with him. She would have been
bewildered if she could have seen
into his mind at that moment. Bar
bara gave Dennis the tips of her fin
gers in farewell.
"Good-bye. Get well quickly,"
she said, and was gone.
Dennis went back to his seat at
the breakfast table. He could hear
Pauline's affectionate farewells and
adjurations to come again soon.
Something in him badly wanted to
get up and go to the window to see
the last of her, and something else
kept him sitting unwillingly where
he was. Before they turned the
corner of the street Barbara leaned
out of the window and looked back
at the little house with its shining
windows and dainty curtains. Paul
ine still stood in the doorway, wav
ing her hand, but it was not for her
that Barbara looked.
» * »
Jerry Barnet met Barbara at New
York. He was a square-shouldered,
cherry soul, with a loud laugh and
an absolute gift for making a hash
of things. He boasted rather proud
ly that nothing ever went right for
him.
"Born under an evil star," he
would chuckle. "Well, it's all in
the game of life, I suppose. Awful."
He had failed in business and
failed in marriage, and at the mo
ment waa keeping his head above
water and having what he called a
"bon time" because his father had
recently died and left him a consid
erable sum of money. "I shall lose
it all, you see if I don't, he told Bar
bara cheerfully. "The only hope is
for you to take me in hand and look
after things a bit."
Barbara raised her delicate brows.
"My dear man. What would your
wife sjjy?"
He grinned. "She'd say what she
always did, I Ruppose—'Jerry,
you're a damned fool!' Not so sure
she's not right, too."
"Thought you were never coming
back," he told her, as they drove
away in his car. "Gave me an aw
ful turn when I heard about that
smash. Supposin' you'd been killed.
Awful!"
"I got off with a sprained wrist.
Dennis O'Hara was badly hurt,
though."
"So you said In your letter. Rath
er nice chap, isn'jt he? Friend of
mine—Stornaway—knows him very
well; doctored him, didn't he?"
"Tee, I believe so."
"He likes him—said he felt rath*
er sorry for him, too."
"Sorry for him?"
"Yes," unhappy marriage, isn't it?
Like the rest of us—eh? Awful!"
Barbara paled a little. "My dear
man," she said calmly, "Dennis
O'Hara has only been married six
months, and his wife 1B a great
friend of mine, charmingly pretty,
and she adores him."
"Dare say she does; it's generally
one-sided," Jerry agreed, unabashed.
Barbara looked ahead of her down
the busy street; there was a little
smile on her reddened lips—rather
a wistful smile.
It was nearly a fortnight later
that Pauline wrote that she and
Dennis were coming to town.
Barbara was breakfasting In bed,
with blinds drawn against the bright
morning sunshine because her head
ached.
She had had what she called a hec
tic time since her return to town—
late nights, and too many cocktails,
and too little sleep.
She had dashed off a short note
to Pauline thanking her for her hos
pitality and hoping liennis was pro
gressing favorably, to which Pauline
had replied at her usual length of
four closely written pages.
"I adore waiting on him, of
course," she wrote, with many un
derlinings. "But, poor darling, he
hates being ill, and he isn't quite a
saint over it. Still, I don't mind
anything as lonl: as he gets well."
Barbara had not answered. There
seemed nothing to say—besides, she
had been to busy racing about with
Jerry Barnet, turning night into day
and getting herself talked about.
She opened Pauline's second let
ter with a yawn, but after the first
glance she sat up and read intently.
Darling Barbara
I have some news for you which
I hope you will be pleased to hear,
though I am not sure whether I am
pleased or not . . .
Barbara's face hardened. "Going
to have a baby I suppose," she told
herself cynically. With an effort
she turned again to the closely writ
ten pages.
We are coming to New York for
a fortnight's holiday. The doctors
say Dennis must not go back to
business yet. You can imagine how
amazed 1 was when he suggested
coming to town and doing some
theatres and things! Can you imag
ine it? He said he th9Ught New
York would do me good. We are
coming next Wednesday, and are
staying at the Albion. It's quiet and
not smart, but it's central, isn't it?
and not far from you. I hope J you
are in town, and not thinking of
dashing off anywhere just yet. Den
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nis has told me to get some n°w
evening frocks, and gave me quite
a big check. I shan't spend it till
I com a to New York, of course, so
you can go with me. Your taste is
so much better than mine. Dennis
is much better and walks quite well.
I am sure you will think he has
made a wonaerful recovery. I asked
Dr. Stornaway if he thought it was
the right thing for Dennis to go to
New York, and he said, "Let him
do what he fancies." So, of course,
there was no more to be said. Any
way, I shall see you—l have such
a lot of things to tell you, darling.
Barbara laid the letter down and
closed her eyes. Somehow she was
not at all surprised. Experience
had taught her that people—espec
ially men—did the most unexpected
things.
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day. Well, she must have a look
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at her wardrobe and famish It up a
bit. Ghe stretched out a languid
hand and rang for Mrs. Melllsh —-a
quiet little widow who looked after
the flat. x
"My bath, please," Barbara said
briskly. "Oh, and get Mr. Barnet
on the 'phobe."
She got up and went over to the
jerking up the blind as she
went. Sunshine, warm and beauti
ful, fell all about her, and with a
sudden incongruity she wondered
why on earth Dennis wished to come
to New York.
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