Ottumwa tri-weekly courier. [volume] (Ottumwa, Iowa) 1903-1916, 1910-07-14
THE EVENING STORY.
THE REVOLT.

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THE REVOLT.
By Mabel Chase England.
Copyright 1910 by Associated Literary
Press.
"But, Edward, I promised Marian
I would dine with her tomorrow
night, and go over our parts for the
play. Her husband is away, you
know"
Mr.. Grantley waved his hand as one
who brushes aside futile and silly
AFFECTION. Nonsense my dear, you
can do that any time. The Browns
are people I want to stand In with
for business reasons, OF course-and
I accepted, definitely, for both OF us.
That settles It,"
Mrs. Grantley flushed. She didn't
often oppose her husband, but she
had been looking forward keenly to
the little dinner alone with her sister.
"You knew was going to
Marian's" she ventured, pleadingly.
"You can say you forgot, that we will
come some other time"
Mr.. Grantley looked displeased.
"My dear, the matter is settled HIS
tone spelled finality.
Mrs. Grantley's lovely, youthful
face grew mutinous A hot, unaccus-
toned rebellion surged within her.
.You never consult me-never!
Her husbands eyes grew cold.
"Honora," he said, ''you had better
go up to your room for the rest of the
evening You are not in mood for
sensible discussion. Go, now. and
goodnight"
Mrs. Grantley ros, and walked
swiftly from the room, reached her
bedroom and shut and locked the
door. Then she paced up and down
in tumult of angry resentment. Sent
to her room like schoolgirl! Pun
ished because she had dared to OBJECT
to raise her voice in protest! 1t
was unbearable. Yet it was the kind
of thing that was always happening.
always would happen as Ions as she
allowed it to- She sank into chair
and rested her chin on her clasped
hands. searching her mind intently
for causes and effects.
She had been left an orphan and
Edward Grantlev had been appointed
her guardian. Living with him as
his ward she had looked uD to him,
obeyed him, consulted him in every
thing, and when, having reached the
age of seventeen, he had asked her to
become his wife she had consented,
knowing little of marriage, caring
only that she could continue to live
on with him indefinitely in the nome
that she loved SO well.
After marriage everything had gone
on about the same. He had loved
her, petted her, censored her; she had
continued to obey him. Now she was
twenty, and mixing more with the
world. consorting with other women.
she was coming to realize that the re-
lationship in which she stood to her
husband was not that of other wives,
that she and Edward were not part
ners, companions, walking side by
side through life on equal terms, but
still child and guardian. Now it
seemed to her IS if the thing he'd
come suddenly to a head.
4 must do something. I must!' she
exclaimed. stamping her foot in en-
phasis. "This subsection is only a
habit-with Edward as well as my
self. He doesn't realize-I don't make
him see
With sudden determination she
rose, smoothed her ruffled hair and
gown and forcibly regained her COM
posture Then she unlocked the door,
hesitated moment on the threshold,
took her courage in both hands and
down into the library. AS she en-
tered and walked over to one OF the
bookcases her husband looked UP:
then, evidently expecting her to select
a book and return to her room, went
on with his writing.
Honora chose volumn Of recent
fiction and sat down by the open fire.
Mr.. Grantley leaned back in his
chair.
"Horora, l thought said good
night to you"
"You did she smiled, ''but when
I got upstairs l found l didn't feel
sleepy. so I decided to come down
again"
Her husband looked at her in as
tonishment.
81 meant you to remain there, my
dear. but if you have decided to be
reasonable you may stay here
Mrs. Irantley vouchsafed no re-
Spouse and presently her husbands
voice broke the stiffness again.
What book are you reading,
Honora
She told him the title.
"My dearest!" he protested, you
know object very much to your