The Scranton chronicle. (Scranton, Miss.) 1897-19??, 1901-03-30
The Transformation Scene
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"IHHAT else am / to do, Lottie ?
wv What can I do?" With an
angry gesture Gordon Hyde flung him.
self out of his chair and paced up and
down the room. His wife rested both
elbows on the table. watching him.
with her small. pointed chin between
her hands, and her tangled, pale yellow
hair struggling over her face.
"If I stay here we shall all starve, .
continued young Hyde. what do you
say. Brabazon? Lottie can't be so self-
d ish as to stop me. God knows I've done
81 my bestl
81 Ted Brabazon. another member of
81 the small company to which Mr.. and
i Mrs. Hyde belonged, was quiet, heavy
i young man, with broad. indefinite
s face. He glanced quickly at Lottie as
4 her husband spoke. He had known her
from the time when she was an over
worked little pantomime imp. Her
/ childhood had been EN- bittered by pow
erty and hardship. but from the day
when she met Gordon Hyde the world
had more or less worn a tint of rose
color. She had been married three
years, and was only %.
They were now playing, as Lottie put
it. "a joint in the sma.ls," meaning an
engagement together in little towns.
but Gordon had recently received a
fairly good offer for a tour in South
Africa. This was several years ago,
before the war, or rumor of war.
Gordon was anxious and unhappy at
leaving his wife and child; but at the
same time there was a wild, uncon-
fessed delight in his heart at the oppor-
tnnity to throw aside the immediate
troubles of a struggling, hand-to-mouth
existence.
II don't think you ought to take itl'
q said Ted BrabazoE, slowly looking up,
s. over the head of the child, who was sit
d ting on his knee.
81 Its easy to talkl' exclaimed Cor
3 don. But IL man doesn't make the
most of splendid opportunities
"Ah' Five pounds week, amt lt?''
put in Brabazon, softly.
4 Ted, must goi can't STAND TINS
beastiy grind. It's 100 haro--i can y
cant pear III
Il He broke into long, repressed pas
sion of disappointed rage, and rested
his head on his arm against the mantel-
piece. The child began to cry dismaily
and Ted Brabazon put him gently
Il down.
"Buck up, old boy! One kid is enough
in a family. S'long Lottiel | don't
4 shine in domestic dramal"
"Of course you must go, deari It's a
/ fine chance. Come along, Wallie." She
stopped and picked up her baby,
"There. give dad kissl We shall get
on all right"
"ob. III send Won half nv screw from
the first week, Lottie! We've always
gona halves. haven't we. darling? ]
don't care how | rough iti'
Tott;e who had been .srouohing, II
all her life only smiled fondly. For
three years he had unconsciously relied
ON her strength of character and pur.
nose thorouohlv believing all the time
i In her utter dependence upon himself.
.r wish T could 90 with you.D she
s;obsd tw;sting her thin fingers round
his hand
The lonoing tone of her voice. the
tears in her droonin o evela she's and the
we;ght ~ the cbi,d as he took it out OF
her arms suddenly smote him with a
sense of responsibility: he drew her
t,a,npled hair and pale face against his
breast
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