Bisbee daily review., 1911-05-04
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nv A-Nb Naos aJNcNeis ADaL no one was really eating. except Air. Harbi- son, who had given up trying to uu- derstand us. considering. no doubt. cur subdued excitement as our nor nal condition Ages afterward l learned that he thought my face d. most tragic that night and that he supposed. from the way l glared across the table. that I had qusrreled with my husbandi
 T am afraid you arc not well" he said at last noticing my food un- touched on my plate. We should not have come. any of us"
 T am perfectly well, l replied fe- verishly. q am never ill I--I ate a late luncheon"
 He glanced at me keenly. Don't let them stay and play bridge to- night" he urged Miss Caruthers can be an excuse. can she not2 And you are really tagged. You look it."
 T think it Is only III humor." l said. looking directly at him. T am angry at myself I have done some thing silly. and hate to be silly"
 Max would have said "ImpossibIe." [" or something else trite. The Harbi- son man looked at me with interested. serious eyes.
 "Is 1t too late to undo it?' he asked
 And then and there J determined that be should never know the truth. He could go back to South America and build bridges and make love. to the 7eh ~f-f1 -H. down there?) and think of me always as a married woman, married to a dilettante artist inclined to be stout --the artist, not land with an Aunt SeliDa Caruthers who made buttons and believed in the Cause. But never, never should he think og me as a silly little fool who pretended that she was the ether mans wife and had lump in her throat because when a really nice man came along, a man who knew something more than polo and motors. she had to carry on the decep- ton to keep his respect. and be se- date and matronly, and see him change from perfectly open adnira- ton at first to a hauds-oI-s -she-is-my- host's-wife attitude at last.
 Tt can never be undone." said soberly.
 Well. that's the picture as nearly as l can draw 1t; a round table with a low centerpiece of orchids in laven- ders and pink. old silver candlesticks with fligree shades against the som Der wainscoting; nine people, two of rrph h1F T. them complacent-Aunt Selma; one puzzled-Bir. Harbison; and the rest hysterically mirthful Add one sick Japanese butler and grind in the mills of the gods.
 Every one promptly forgot Takahiro in the excitement of the game we were all playing. Finally, however, Aunt Selma, who seemed to have Ia kahiro on her mind, looked up from her plate.
 That Jap was speckled." she as- serted. T wouldn't be surprised if it's measles. Has he been shifting, james7"
 Has he been snifHing?" Jim threw across at me.
 ''I hadn't noticed it," said meekly, while the others ehoKed.
 Max came to the rescue. -She re- fused to eat it." he explained, dis tinctly and to everybody. apropos ab- solutely of nothing. Tt said on the box, ready cooked and predigested. She declared she didn't care who cooked 1t. but she wanted to know who predigested it"
 As every one wanted to laugh, every one did 1t then, and under cover of the noise I caught Anne's eye, and we left the dining room. The men stayed. end by the very frmness with which the door closed behind us, I knew that Dallas and Max were bringing out the bottles that Takahiro had hid den. I was seething. When Aunt Selma indicated 9 desire to go over the house Git was natural that she should want to: It was her house, in a way) I excused myself for a minute and few back to the dining room.
 It was as I had expected Jim hadn't cheered perreptibly. and tbe rest were batting him on the back and pouring things out for him. and saying. Poor old Jim" in the most maddening way. And the Harbison man was looking more and more pug sIed, and not at all hilarious.
 I descended on them iike thunder bols-
 -Thsf's ffi" cried sbrewishly. with my back against the door Leave her to me. all of you. and pat eaca other on the back. and say it's gone spIendidlyi Oh. I know you. every onei" Mir. Harbison got ID and uursd out a chair. but couldn't sit: folded my arms on the back After A while, suppose. you'll slip upstairs. the four of you. aud haze your game ,-,-.-v s.-.->S. --.ilty. -e-a=ll block