Manchester Democrat. [volume] (Manchester, Iowa) 1875-1930, 1899-07-26
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my wife, sirl Your turning up
again most inopportunely may annul
our marriage, but no slur will rest upon
this lady. There is nobody who knows
here that will not pity her, and pity
her doubly, first. for having been mar
ried to you at ALI secondly, for having
been the victim Of terrible chain Of
circumstances. This lady did not take
mp with me. She married me with all
due formality and blessingof the church.
Until you have legal proof that our
marriage be no marriage she is my
wife"
"She is coming back with me, )" said
Edward Conway, shutting his teeth
hard and swapping the words out as il
his lips were rattraps.
"She Is never going with you. She
will never have anything to do with you
again-never. She would never have
lived with You again under any cir
cumstances You took advantage of
her. You bought her with price. You
Ill used her. am ashamed to say It,
but you struck her-your little more
than bride. And you can ask her when
abe has tasted the sweets Of real mar
riage when she has known what IL is to
live with man who would thrust his
hand into the fire rather than raise it
against woman-you can ask her to 20
back to the slavery and degradation Of
life with youf Think. my good sir, is 1t
likely 2,
II don't know whether it's likely,
said Edward Conway. ~ know what
the law is. and mean to have 1t. /"
II will never go back to him. neveri'
Mary flashed out.
'As for you. you Jack dandy"
Edward Conway went on. taking no no.
tice of her interruption. 81 didn't know
You this morning when saw you stand
ing talking at the old mans door. l
asked you If you knew some people here
who were passing under the name Of
Stacey. and you asked me what the man
was like and what he did for living.
! told you that he scribbled novels and
that did not know what his appear
ance was and you told me that you had
never met him.
II never did. said Stacey. with de-
Nberate insolence.
'.You told me that you did not know
anything about him, and you sent me
You sent me-you sent me to Roathlynl
You told me that there was somebody
IAN artist or scribbling chap or
somebody-who lived by his wits and
who had pretty woman with him
staying at Roathlyn. You thought you
had got rid Of me, eh2 But you were
beaten for once in your life You live
by Your wits. do your EhH And other
people have wits. If they don't live by
'emi went down the street, after we
parted at the door here. and asked an
old grandfather, who looked a CHEEKY
old soul and likely to know the neigh
borhood-I asked him II he knew any
people Of the name of Stacey. He put
me on the right track. Why. said he.
that's the gentleman who is living at
the Powys Arms him I've heard tell
Is writing story book. So I came
back to find the gentleman who was
writlng story book. +"
''Then." said Alan Stacey, his voice
very cutting and calm-"t my good
sir, you can go back again. This is not
the place In which to settle dispute Of
this kind. ! presume you have law
yer. I will give you the address Of
mine. No power on earth can force
this lady to live with you again. She
definitely refuses the honor. Everybody
In London knows where Ive-or if
there be any that don't know they can
very easily find out. will give you
every information.
"You will give me my wife"
"That l never will. While 1 have
breath In my body will stick to the
woman who took me in good faith for
better, for worse And If l know any
thing Of my friends they will honor
her more for staying with me than they
would If she went back to what some
people would call her duty and you.
.sLawyersl" repeated Edward Con-
way CONTEMPORARY. II don't believe
In lawyers between man and wife. Not
Q bit Of It'll 1t Is all simple and fair and
aboveboard. want nothing out Of the
way, but what 1 want mean to have
I married yon white faced hussy be.
cause was mad about her. l was a
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fool. but men are always fools in that
way. I've been stuck on desert Is
land for long time, where I've had
nothing to do but to think about the
wife who scorned me, and thought
and 1 thoupht-that IL ever pot hack