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throw things at my head And then her
politeness-oh, 1t is something awfulp'
you see, Monte, how her perfect
self control contrasts with your bad tenn
per-
SELF control be- And again Monte
swallowed frog in the throat.
He had reached the door and was
holding it part wHg open and said in
an altered voice: Louise, there isn't a
sacrifice / Iwonldn't . make for that wom-
an. She doesn't know it She mover viii
know it perhaps, but it is the fact. 1
would break stones on the road if /
could make her happy"
In tho afternoon Mrs Monte White
came round to the Queen Anne cottage,
Eaearing very becoming new bonnet
trimmed with gray plumes. tipped WITH.
pink.
II know Monte has been here" she
said as soon as she had insinuated her
self into fayorite easy chair and
spread out her gown in becoming folds.
81 watched him driving Mountain Bird
down the street this way, and knew
he was coming here TO lay his chapter
of grievances before you. He would try
to get in that story first about Aunt An
gelina 80 as TO make as good showing
for himself as possible. He was ashain-
ed of his violence and has privately sent
the good old soul 800. She wrote me
about it yesterday, overfowing with
gratitude. She had forgiven everything,
and the money will make her so COM
Portable in her little home. If Monte
had not been so enraged, IL he had al
lowed me to explain that the dear old
lady took up spiritualism because she
longed for a message from her husband,
who died last year, and who had lived
with her over half a century, and never
cross word or angry look between
them, it might have all blown over, and
could have got the people out Of the
house without an explosion. But, no;
Monte must go OF half cooked and do
brutal thing and then try to make up
for 1t with money. i suppose he has
been here complaining of me because /
wish to be mistress In my own house "
Miss Lancaster kept her lips sealed
and her eyes cast down, giving her whole
attention 10 little flower she was work.
ing on q piece of canvas
why don't you say something, Lou
Use? Your silence drives me nearly fran
tic
What shall I say, Helen? You know
] make it a point not to fetch or carry
bQtvaan won txun ~
"You are cold and prudent and re-
served enough" cried Mrs. White, Ito
be his wife. You could have managed
him. 1t is thousand pities you two
did not marry" she went on tremulous-
ly. "But it might be arranged even
now. II he will let me keep the boy. /
will give up Mabel, and them
"Are you stark, staring mad, Helen
Whitef" cried Louise, raising her head,
with an indignant light in her eyes
Don't you know IL there was not an
other man In the world / would not
think of Monte in that wey?"
But thcy do say that at one time You
would have been glad TO take him.
Then they say what is not true
Monte never regarded me nor him in
any but friendly light II I were ever
TO marry, IL would be quite a different
character from Monte. should choose
q man with q srise of genius in him,
with touch Of imagination or senti-
ment and with delicate sensibilitics.
Era White colored rather violently.
Much as sho enjoyed criticising fer hus-
band, she did not care to hear arothor
woman do IL, openly OF covertly, fer it
cast direct imputation on her own
taste apj jud2meut
"YCu old Louise" said she. with a
forced laugh, "whv, you talk Iife "a ro-
mantle young schoolgirl tone sap
pose you ever had serious lovo affair
In your life. IL Is really very funny the
way you go ON. Mrs. White was quiv-
eringly triumphant Her eyes cleaned.
She felt she had put down Louise and
had asserted her superiority over her
single sister. In spite cf her unfortunate
experience with . hot teppeEed irps-