The Lebanon express. (Lebanon, Linn County, Or.) 1887-1898, 1891-07-24
MADAME R0QUETTE.'

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mifEed iiccd Of sunlight on the glass and
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brought out the golden light in Mrs. Wheat
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were a happy pair, TOO, as happmess goes,
and no heavier cloud darkened their matri-
monial sky thnn the one which was now hov-
ering over the breakfast table. For that
there was cloud this morning there could
be no possible doubt The fullness about
Mrs, Wheatleigh's lips, the droop Of her lids
and the elevation Of hereyehrows formed an
undeniahle pout. while her husbands face
expressed doubt, anxiety and annoyance in
turn. Though the atmosphere was clear
when the meal began the doubt had been
lurking in John Wheatleigh's eyes ever since
be took his seat at the table In his heart it
expressed itself in the hesitation between Il
will tell herr and 81 won't tell herr The
''won'tsr mad the best Of ii at first: ii seemed
unnecessary; there was no reason why be
should, and perhaps Nettie would not under
Stand 1t, which would he verg awkward.
Then he considered the affirmative side of
the question: Neutie was thoroughly sensi-
BILE woman; she had never shown the least
trace of jealousy: anything that he would
tell her about. honestly and openly. she
would consider right, or il she did not she
would tell him 50 gently and without any
fuss.
He looked at her as She bent her pretty
head over the morning paper. huniming a
little tune meanwhile. She seemed to feel
his gaze, and glancing up at him smiled.
Johns heart smote him. How could he think
of keeping ANYTHING from his sweet little
wife. OF course he would tell her he was
half sorry he had promised to 90: if she OBJ
jected he wouldn't. ..Just as soon as / finish
this err, thought he. ..In the meantime Ill
think of the best way to tell herr
That was a fatal egg for John. He was
some time in disposing OF it. When he had
finished he cleared his throat and had
aetnaily uttered the initial " Of his
WifeAs name when Mrs Wheatleigh cried,
-.Oh. John, they're gong 70 play Gym
beiiie tonight; won't you take mef'
That question was tine deathknell of John
Wheatleighls confession He could never
tell his wife, in excuse for not taking her to
The theatre, that he was going himself with
another lady, or at least a party in which
there were other ladies'
-'To-night did you say. Nettiea don't be-
lieve ! caa go tonight
"Oh, John, why nOtF
won't tomorrow night dor
Ne" said AIRS. Wheatleish, looking at the
paper, this is tine only performance of
-Cymbeline
Il am going to be out tonight, Nettie;
don't think ] can take you very we'll; but
any other night will be glad TO-"
''You are going to the club, suppose
wish you didnot spend 50 much time there. Is
this sos-lcahing 50 important that it can't be
put 81. | do want to see 'Cymbline' so
much
''see here Eettie, its like this, said John:
Ed Wilson, friend Of mine from out Of
town, is going to be here tonight, and |
want TO show him around a little, and-and
take aim to the club, perhaps; in fact, I've
written to him promising to meet him. Now
do be reasonable, Nettie.s
The cloud lifted from Mrs- Wheatleigh's
brow entirely. n viii be reasonable, John;
OF course ii you are engaged with your
friend, ] shan't interfere. I'll tell you what
Imight do. II You will get the tickets, Ill
send over to Cynthia 0lds 10 go with me; she
will be glad Of the chance Wen take cab
and drive to theatre, and it will be perfectly
safe
John was glad to have the matter settled
so easily, but his wife's sharp speech still
ranked little, and be felt that he ought not
to give in all at once.
II don't like You going out a night without
an escort. and 1 ,ont liza Won goinp wifi
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cant imagine 6he y Q silly, slmpering old
girl, without an idea that she hasn't got
from some yellow backed novel, and wo-
snan whose tongue runs as hers does i sure
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