Carolyn Wells

The Clue Carolyn Wells

As Tom spoke he put his arm carelessly round Madeleine's shoulders, and though scarcely more than a cousinly caress, it was unfortunate Schuyler should enter the room at that moment. A lightning glance flashed between the two men, and as Tom moved away from Madeleine with a slightly embarrassed shrug of his shoulders, Schuyler's face grew so stern that an uncomfortable silence fell upon the guests. However, the arrival of the tea-tray saved the situation, and Madeleine at once busied herself in the pretty occupation of serving tea to her guests. With an air of jealous proprietorship, Schuyler moved toward her and, looking handsome, though sulky, stood by Willard with folded arms, as if on guard. Urged on by a daredevil spirit of mischief, and perhaps remembering Madeleine would soon be beyond his reach as Schuyler's wife, Tom also moved toward her from the other side. Endeavoring to treat the situation lightly, Madeleine held up a newly-filled teacup. "Who will have this?" she asked gaily. "I will!" declared Schuyler and Tom at the same time, and each held out a hand. Madeleine looked at them both smilingly. Schuyler's face was white and set; he was evidently making a serious matter of the trifling episode. Tom, on the contrary, was smiling broadly, and was quite evidently enjoying his rival's discomfiture. We are pleased to present this easier-to-read, specially formatted Classic Fiction Story for your Reading Pleasure. Riley's Bookshelf has partnered with Kick at Darkness. It is a non-profit organization working to raise awareness and helping survivors heal from sexual assault, domestic violence, sex trafficking, child abuse, or hate crimes. With the purchase of each book you buy one handmade crocheted scarf will be donated to Kick at Darkness. For more information please visit www. KickatDarkness.com Be sure to look for more great stories at www. RileysBookshelf.com