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Show Another Man's Wife By SHIRLEY DENTON It), by Mcu'lure Newsini-per Syndicate WNU Service CAREY BURTON knew when he received re-ceived that invitation to have dinner with his sister and her husband that something was in the wind. "And when Sis promises my favorite fried chicken and mushrooms well, little brother knows his leg is going to be pulled in some way." ; Little brother was quite right. It was just following his second helping, a large, fat drumstick, that Betty said sweetly : "You know, Carey, Sam and I are going off again to France and " "Oh, thaVs it, and I am to have that infernal bother of renting the apartment apart-ment for you. The scramble last time was like an Irish meeting, and I spent three whole days dashing from the office to the apartment with an assortment assort-ment of apartment seekers." "You're the first edition of the apartment apart-ment hunter's guide," laughed Sam. "I guess we'd better ask $150 a month and there won't be such a riot." Carey found himself in for It, so he became resigned, put the advertisement advertise-ment In the daily papers and his own office address and telephone, made the inventory, saw Sam and Betty off and awaited the rush. There were two Inquiries before he reached the office, and along they came until Carey was quite fed up telling people about the apartment It was the voice of John Wilson over the phone, however, that prompted Carey to sense the right tenant "If that apartment's the right thing," said Wilson, "I'll send my check today. to-day. Mrs. Wilson Is coming In all the way from Easthampton, hoping we can secure It, and said she'd be there about twelve." So it happened that Carey waited the arrival of Mrs. Wilson. Of course, he had not thought she would be such a charming woman. But she certainly seemed charming when she stood poised in the doorway with an Inquiring look In her big soft eyes. This was the moment for which Carey blessed his sister for asking his assistance in renting the apartment "What a lovely apartment," she exclaimed, ex-claimed, "and a good view of the Hudson. Hud-son. Oh, dear, I do hope Mr. Wilson told you how very much we want It?" She turned imploring eyes on Carey and he felt bewildered by their brilliance. bril-liance. Carey sighed and remembered telling her that Mr. Wilson had all but settled it for her. "Since you and your husband seem destined to have drawn the prize from the multitude, why not take the keys for good?" ' A curious smile crinkled the fair one's eyes. "But won't your wife want to well look us over, too?" "My sister," corrected Carey, "is on the high seas." "Oh," commented the lady. Having got the Information, she seemed more animated. "Is there any way we could get in touch with you this evening should any questions come up which we might want to ask you about?" Carey gave her his card and telephone number. After a moment or two longer he had to watch her vanish Into the subway. sub-way. The rest of the afternoon seemed both short and long. Always through Carey's brain kept running, "Thou shalt not covet thy neighbor's wife," but that didn't prevent his heart losing los-ing a beat at the very remembrance of her loveliness each time the telephone tele-phone rang. He hoped against hope that some information would be in demand about the apartment but It was not until after five that Wilson rang him up. . "I say, old chap," said Wilson, "my wife is tremendously taken with the apartment and wants to celebrate. We wonder if you'd waive convention and join us at dinner and a show. My sister is along and it will just make a foursome." Thus it was that Carey, armed with two of the daintiest, tiny nosegays he could secure, met Air. Wilson, his wife and sister and started off. Carey was about to tuck the sister, as he supposed, under his protective wing, when Wilson stopped him with a laugh. "Mrs. Wilson and I have been married mar-ried five years, but I still prefer to take charge of her rather than let the other fellow do It" "Oh, I say," laughed Carey with a flush that was more joyous than apologetic, "I supposed," he looked In-crlminatingly In-crlminatingly at that wonder woman who was not his neighbor's wife, "In fact, I was led to believe " "It was your own mistake," said Miss Wilson demurely, "I only speak of my brother as Mr. Wilson, which is quite correct when addressing a perfect stranger." "I am glad you think me perfect" confided Carey, "because the feeling Is mutual and we can soon forget the stranger part can't we?" The other two had gone ahead and the girl tucked her arm into Carey's. "Oh, perhaps It can be done In time," she agreed flippantly. |
