The Ladies’ Column: A 1920s Cozy Historical Mystery (Goldie Weston Historical Mysteries) by R. A. Wallace

Author:R. A. Wallace [Wallace, R. A.]
Language: eng
Format: epub
Published: 2021-12-24T00:00:00+00:00

Chapter Thirteen

Her mind was so frozen with fear for her sister that Goldie took little note of the architecture or scenery on campus as she drove slowly looking for Nettie. When she reached the end of the main street through the school, she performed a three-point turn and passed through again. As she drove, she tried to bring up the memory of Elton with the red headed man arguing in the hotel the night they went to dinner.

What was it they were saying? Try as she might, she was unable to conjure up any of the words. It wasn’t that she didn’t recall. She simply didn’t hear what the two men were arguing about. That they were arguing was obvious. She remembered the anger on Elton’s face when he stabbed his finger into the other man’s chest. When her next pass proved unfruitful, she turned away from the school.

Goldie parked her motor car down the street from her own house. Not wanting to take the chance that Mags saw her, she entered stealthily using the kitchen door. Her appearance caused a squeak of alarm that sent granules of sugar into the air.

“Sorry, Bitsy.” Goldie kept her voice low. “Have you seen Nettie?”

“Not since she left the house this morning.” Bitsy scooped the sugar up. “She looked worse for wear when she did. It reminded me of myself when I trod the stage boards, it did. The whole cast would often stay out all night at one party or another. I don’t recall seeing the light of day for most of the production. Of course, back then we didn’t have to sneak alcohol.”

Goldie was listening with only half an ear. “I can’t believe she got up.”

“Your mother saw to it. Took a fair amount of yelling from both sides.”

Goldie was glad she missed it. “Did she happen to mention where she was going?”

“I imagine she went to school,” Bitsy suggested. “She should be getting out of class soon.”

“Maybe that’s why I didn’t see her on campus when I drove through,” Goldie said as she turned back toward the door. “It never occurred to me that she would actually attend a class.”

“Is something the matter, miss?” Bitsy called after her.

“I’ll tell you later.” Goldie stopped at the door. “What was she wearing when she left the house?”

“Red tam o’shanter and her fawn colored coat.”

Goldie returned to her car. In a matter of minutes she was on campus again driving around. Her eyes searched for a red tam o’shanter but it was a popular article among those of Nettie’s age. More than one girl was wearing one. After many minutes of searching, she finally spotted a girl wearing a fawn colored coat and a red tam o’shanter. Goldie quickly found a parking space and ran after Nettie.

She caught up with her sister as Nettie joined a group of girls. “A moment of your time, please.”

Nettie’s face had a stubborn look. “Whatever are you doing here?”

“Now, Nettie.” Goldie forced a cool smile as she nodded to the other girls before turning on her heel to walk away.

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