The daily Gate City. [volume] (Keokuk, Iowa) 1855-1916, 1911-11-05

Miss Mackan's eyes were suddenly grave
though she said lightly: Snow, don't start
anything, Frank"
"This thing" Mr.. Tyler affirmed "was
started long time ago-Im only going
to tell you about it now. You're going to
listen, aren't your"
Miss Mackan made little gesture Of
resignation. II suppose So"
II got my raise today" he went on.
That's one reason haven't said much
l knew my salary wasn't as big as yours,
but now, that's fixed Il"
"Dear, DEAR" sighed Miss Mackan, els
it going to be as bad as all that?"
For not too serious fellow, poor Frank
was most tremendously serious at this mo-
ment. His round, good-looking face was
several shades paler than usual. He dug
the tines Of his fork into the tablecloth and
did not look at her.
II know how you are with all the fell
lows" his voice was low. Everybody
knows it, guess, for that matter. You're
jolly with 'em, and ready for all the fun,
but the minute man gives you one look
that that, well, that isn't exactly brotherly
you shy. And the next time you go out
with another fellow
"Ho-hun," said Miss Mackan, looking
down to see if the kitten was still purring
contentedly on the edge Of her skirt.
Most women aren't like that" argued
the suit-buyer, from the depths Of his knowl-
edge of womankind. Most of EN- are
just trying to get fellow going. But you
maybe that's why they're all SO crazy about
you, he reflected gloomily.
Maybe it is, murmured Miss Mackan
with a sudden dazzling smile, as if such a
possibility had never occurred to her before.
And know he admitted, still gloom
lily, that that's why you've gone around
with me more-because I've tried never
to let on that THAT t."
She shook her head reproachfully.
You've deceived me, Frank"
Come now, Glory" he pleaded. "Do
take me seriously this once. Can't you see
how serious it is to me?"
She looked at him. "I'm sorry she
said simply.
II had to let you know. couldn't keep
from it any longer. don't suppose it's any
use, but I wish you'd tell me why nobody
seems to stand any show with you. Don't
youdont you care about-that sort of
thing, you know?" He flushed little,
boyishly.
She leaned her chin in her hand and in
her turn drew tiny pattern on the table
cloth with teaspoon. s
81 can't stick at home all the time-I
don't seem to be able to stand much of my
own society these days, somehow So l
go out with this man or that, to dinner, to
the theatre, to dance. With the drummers
it's Just business"
81 guess it don't pain 'en any," Tyler
surnised. M
She did not notice 81 don't want them
to make love to me-if they begin it,
quit" She paused. ut isn't that I'm
different from other women, butt don't
want any Of these fellows you speak Of to
like me too much, because I m not going to
like them too much. / don't play at that
game any more, Frank"
Something in her tone took the color
from his face again.
What dye mean, Glory7" he cried
earnestly. "Have you had trouble9 Tell
me.
81 will tell you," she said gently.
you've been good boy to me. And
I'm awfully sorry you've got to caring
because it's no use-because Unmarried
already"
Johnny appeared with the soup. 1t is
mere bromide to say that good walters
never see anything they're not supposed to
see. This Johnny was good waiter. He
did not observe the horror and surprise in
the face of the young mantle sudden flare
of long suppressed fires in the eyes OF
woman so carelessly merry.
Married" groaned Tyler. "Why, why
nobody knows it, do they3"
She shook her head. mo, nobody
knowsit Nobody here knows much about
me. But it's true just the same"
"Well," he said slowly, after pause in
which he appeared to be pulling himself
together, 'sto be married nowadays doesn't
necessarily mean the end OF everything.
If he didn't do right by you-you you
you could get divorce, couldn't you?"
"a divorce?" she repeated, with that
little half-smile that seemed somehow like
deft foreign phrase-full OF mysterious
meanings and illusions not understandable
to one who knows the mere words.
eyes, / suppose l could get divorce
if wanted it.
HYou don't want it?" cried her compan-
ion.
She met his gaze with her honest eyes
that always seemed purple at night.
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