The Emmett index. [volume] (Emmett, Idaho) 1893-1925, 1911-11-16

the room. She was very beautiful q
the soft glow fell upon her face.
Were a good deal alike. you and
You have taken everything you want
I've been given everything except tn
things that count most. We're bot
very selfish You make the excus
that you have to be selfish to realiz
your ambitions | have the excus,
that life hasn't treated me very kind
ly. and neither excuse is valid. sus
pect. You're not a slave to conscience
and well. I'm afraid I'll never lei
conscience stand between me and hap
piness. You have few friends. I've
had plenty to admire me because I'm
not bad to look mt and can turn a wit
ty phrase occasionally. But none has
ever cared for me because none saw
In me those wOmanly qualities which
are so much finer than beauty or wit.
! Paul Remington seems to FIJI both our
! wants. He is your one friend. He
cares for me because he thinks | pos
! sess qualities don't possess, but
which he-he makes we want to ac-
quire I'm not in love with him, but
I'd like to be. He seems my only
hope Of escape from becoming the
most pitiable of creatures-a lcnely.
cynical, selfish. loveless woman.
wonder why | tell you this?" She
leaned forward abruptly. What are
we going to do about itY'
THAT is what | came to find out"
mo; you came to tell me what |
must do. You put the issue squarely.
One of us must retire in the others
favor. That amounts to a challenge,
doesn't it? It's too bad we have this
dislike to contend with. Your natural
state is fighting and | suppose you
don't mind one fight more. But |
don't want to fight for my happiness
or possible happiness. especially when
| run the risk of losing it altogether.
We both run that risk. Don't you
think"-there was the faintest twinkle
in her eyes-"don't you think it would
be wise, don't you think it would be
good politics. to ignore our dislike and
share the spoilsY
mo. / think | should have done
better to let you die in the mills"
II don't understand why
For an instant the luxurious. firelit |
library faded away from her sight. |
She stood amid the CRIME and roar of |
the mills She felt herself caught in |
an iron grasp which dragged her to-
ward death. Then a strong hand seiz
ed her, and she stood before hot eyed
young giant.
"Is it possible? Yes. you are the man
who saved me in the mills. 1t is hard
20 realize. He was an uncouth, I'M
young ruffian, as l re-
while you-you are an educat-
,d'- She hesitated
IAN educated ruftian." he concluded
lryly.
She regarded him with a new respect,
respect which Bob, remembering the
,irl who had fiouted him as of a lower
rider of creation. resented.
I'm no more than | was then.
ave more, but | am no more"
A detail of the scene in the mills re-
urred to her. "Ah! | remember that
forgot to thank you for saving my
fe. That was very ungrateful. /
oppose | should do so now. 1t really :
,as very good of you"
You needn't thank me. Besides" !
e added grimly. lit was unintentional, :
assure you-purely an impulse" :
She laughed uncertainty. But sure :
you can't expect me to remain at i,
words points with the man who
wed my life?'
His face hardened. "Then keep out :,
my way" =
"You mean It," she said in a curious =
regretful tone. THAT is part of =
~. | remember you said the same :,
me that night in the mills. Keep =
1t of my way 1t explains your life, r
,esn't it? You have gone steadily, r.
lentlessly forward, brushing aside !,
cry one who stood in your way. n
nd now that | seem to interfere with r
'ur plans you are quite capable of &c
me aside. or Mr.. Remington a.
Their, without thought Of what it G,
cans to US. You are relentless! Sup ir
Sc" she asked slowly, suppose l Y
ere to send him away, would you n
Ike 1t as mark of gratitude for saw Is
9 my life as a favor to you" n,
Bob heSitated. After all. twas the h,
siest solution, and sometimes con- III
ssion is victory. AMI she was very O,
autiful. very alluring, so far out of
, reach. With an effort he recalled IL
resentment against her and the old
deful belief in his self sufficiency. A,
MOI You owe me nothing, and
mt no favors from you"
they both rose. Mrs. Gilbert facing ed
n with a laugh in her eyes. TT
So be It." she said pleasantly. 81 of
st accept your hostility. You pay
a fine compliment, Mr.. McAdOO.
e truth is you're jealous-jealous as 70
schoolgirl, Mr.. McAdoo. And afraid AZ
+ me. | can be a very dangerous 20
l choose. If l should choose FOL
accept your challenge and to take to
ay from you your dearest posses 20
n-your happiness, Mr.. McAdoo- no
would be helpless to prevent it. ITO
i have no weapons to fight me. tro
4 you know it. Else why are you tht
e today?" She laughed WI
[ wish to God" he cried bitterly, II COZ
let you die in the millsp' M'
milling she watched him turn and