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Rinehart, Mary Roberts, 1876-1958

"Dangerous Days"

But she had not come to quarrel. She had had,
indeed, a frankly benevolent purpose in coming, and she proceeded
to carry it out at once.
"I do think, my dear," she said, "that some one ought to tell Audrey
Valentine the stories that are going about."
"What has she been doing?" Natalie asked, with her cool smile.
"There is always some story about Audrey, isn't there?"
"Do you mean to say you haven't heard?"
"I don't hear much gossip."
Mrs. Haverford let that pass.
"You know how rabid she has been about the war. Well, the story
is," she went on, with a certain unction, "that she has driven
Chris to enlisting in the Foreign Legion, or something. Anyhow, he
sailed from Halifax last week."
Natalie straightened in her chair.
"Are you certain?"
"It's town talk, my dear. Doctor Haverford spoke to Clayton about
it some days ago. He rather gathered Clayton already knew."
That, too, was like dear Clayton, Natalie reflected bitterly. He
had told her nothing. In her heart she added secretiveness to the
long list of Clayton's deficiencies toward her.


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