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But I'm sick of this mess," Coral said bitterly. There was a silence. "Girls like Helena and Pauline and the rest, Coral," Tarn presently asked somewhat diffidently, "do you suppose they're straight?" "Not for one moment," Coral answered unhesitatingly. "And it doesn't matter?" "Of course it doesn't matter. I tell you that with money you can get away with anything, and if you haven't got it you've got to put up with what you can get!" Tarn sat silent a while, thinking. "Then life isn't fair," she said softly, after a while. But Coral had gone to sleep with her head on the table, and nobody heard the words. THE next day was Sunday, but Tarn slept late and omitted church. She had not been regular in her attendance at St. Boniface's for many months; this morning she did not awaken until nearly eleven, and then it was to find matters so disturbed in the Todhunter household that no outside thoughts could find entrance. Lance had come home intoxicated the night before and was ill; Mrs. Todhunter had an ulcerated tooth that was driving her to frenzy, and Coral had discovered on the first page of the bulky wet newspaper the announcement of Mr. Houston Hickey's sudden marriage to his cousin, Miss Ada Leroy, in Oakland. This blow shattered Coral's selfcontrol, and she spent the greater part of the day in hysterics. Lance, dragging himseif to a heavy headachy consciousness at twelve o'clock, insisted upon dressing and going out into the driving rain. Mrs. Todhunter scented the entire apartment with oil of cloves and fastened up her head in a towel. Tarn, perfectly conscious that she had had a ten-dollar bill in her purse the night before, found herself reduced to silver only, and suspected her brother of borrowing the bill without acknowledgment. Somehow it made her feel a little sick. The larder was low. There was a week's salary due Tarn, but she could not collect it today. She telephoned to the delicatessen store for bread and beans and coffee. The rain fell in straight steel rods past the dark windows; smoke was beaten down over the city and smelled in the wet air. The Sunday streets were deserted until the movies began at about one; then motorcars with their rubber curtains up began to be parked along the curbs, and the brightly lighted gas station at the corner did a brisk business. Tamara combined luncheon and breakfast in one cheerless meal. Cof 82 fee — there was no cream, she and Coral had used up the milk last night. No matter — coffee and toast and jelly. Mayne did not telephone. The hours went by; the lights shone garishly at one, at two, at three o'clock, and still there was no Mayne, and no message from Mayne. Tamara had telephoned the hotel at eleven to be told that Mr. Mallory had asked not to be disturbed. Again telephoning — even though every fiber of her being protested against the weakness of it! — at two, she had another message. Mr. Mallory had gone down to the country with friends. MR. MALLORY had gone down to the country with friends. The words fell like a blow on Tamara's heart. He had gone down to Pete's at Los Altos, of course; they were all down there, house-bound in the streaming rain, laughing about a fire, while good odors of wood smoke and cigarette smoke mingled with the smells from Adriana's dinner preparations in the kitchen. Oh, why should they leave her out — why should they be cruel to her — how could life be at once so dull and so painful? Suddenly the sound of a loud droning voice came up the kitchen airshaft. A woman's voice was saying, "Let me alone, can't you? Let me alone!" and an official Irish voice was breaking across the accompaniment of confused agitated voices and cries. "She's fixed herself this time, all right. Better call the ambulance, Joe!" the voices murmured. Then the great weary dragging voice came again: "Oh, let me alone!" The crying got louder and louder and developed into screams, and there was scuffling and dragging. The Crennetts' flat. Margalo Crennett had tried to kill herself! That was it. Coral and Willette and Tarn had worked it all out correctly before Mrs. Wincey came running upstairs to confirm it. Poor girl, she had not had a job for two years, and she had asthma; you couldn't really blame her. Mrs. Wincey had some stuff that positively knocked out toothache. She obligingly went downstairs again to get it; Willette collapsed upon her bed after a double dose and fell into a heavy perspiring slumber. "I hope Mrs. Wincey hasn't poisoned Mama, after the Crennett girl thing!" Coral said nervously, as the early January dark shut down. She was dressing now, powdering her tearreddened eyes and preparing to go out to dinner with a boy named Sherwood Spring. He was barely twenty, not through college yet, but his mother had a handsome home in Menlo Park, and they both made much of Coral. At five she was gone, and Willette was deep asleep. Tam was alone. She got out some old packs of cards, began somberly to play Patience. "Well, that's the most miraculous thing I ever saw!" Willette said in the doorway. The clock was striking seven. Tamara roused from a halfdream to a realization that she was sleepy, dirty, weary. "I don't see why I shouldn't go over to Kitty's tonight," Tarn's mother said. "I phoned her I couldn't go, but there isn't one speck of that pain left. I've not spent a night with Kitty for ever so long!" Tamara was in the tub when her mother departed. She lay on in the healing, restful hot water, reading a RADIO AND TELEVISION MIRROR