Hopkinsville Kentuckian. [volume] (Hopkinsville, Ky.) 1889-1918, 1911-11-16
Behind
Closed Doors
By Dorothy Dough,


The hurt look that came into Bar
bara Trent's eyes escaped him. He
went on, happily oblivious.
"The two girls in our quartette
never have an evening to themselves
and I'll tell you it would be a pretty
slow town without them to keep us
going"
Barbara glanced siftly at her fan
ce. No; his words we're not inten-
tional but with all a mans brutal
franlness he was stabbing her to the
heart.
To the mans ears, the hurs in her
voice was well concealed.
eyes; it is nice to have them here.
You see l was right in refusing to
become engaged to you unless you
kept up your quartette two evenings
a week." There was a wistful express
sion in the eyes she turned from him.
"You are girl in a thousand,
Baby" he said and drew her near
er to him. "Now l couldn't stand
it for a minute if you we're to spend
two nights a week with any other
fellow" He tried to look into her
eyes, but, for the first time some
thing in their depths eluded him. 81
sometimes think you don't love me-"
he said.
Barbara remained silent.
eff you loved me you couldn't be
so indifferent"
perhaps not" Barbara's voice
was curiously preoccupied.
81 suppose you will insist on my
keeping up the quartette when we
are married"
Certainly. will not marry you
otherwise"
Suddenly Barbara laughed
laugh SO completely the outcome of
her own thoughts that Bob looked
aggrieved.
Three weeks later Bob and Bar
bara were saying good night down
by the old gate.
'Well, I'll see you tomorrow
night" said Bob.
'No, now cried Barbara quickly,
tomorrow is Friday-quartette
night"
A breathless something escaped
Bob's lips. 81 am coming anyway"
he said doggedly.
Barbara's eyes had grown wide
and dark in the moonlight.
"You may as well have this ring
back then" she said quietly. i
But Bob had flung off down the
lane. Barbara laughed softly as she
went slowly toward the house.
The next evening Bob Danvers
took a roundabout way to the little
club house where the quartette met.
The way took him past Barbara's
house and he strobe along with his
hands deep in his pockets. But they
were not deeper than his thoughts
Barbara's Indifference during the
last few weeks and a certain air of
aloofness and mystery had sent !
gloomy forebodings into his brain.
He had not intended to stand and |
gaze at the house as he passed, but
a voice arrested his attention.
Bob Danvers drew nearer and a
great wave of jealous heat surged !
through him.
Through a tiny crack between the
blinds Danvers had seen man seat
ed at the piano. Beside him stood
Barbara-his Barbara-and the !
mans arm was about Barbara's |
waist Blind with jealousy, rage |
and convictions Of Barbara's duplic-
ity, he went swiftly away from the
scene.
$50 that's why she sends me off |
10 sing" he muttered as he strobe |
along.
An hour later, because he wanted |
to make sure that his eyes had not |
played him false, Bob returned to
The walk in front of Barbara's home. |
IIis heart thumped within him.
81 will see you Tuesday," Bar
)ara's sweet voice called out.
"You certainly will" a mans
Toice responded, then Bob Danvers
heard the front door close and a
nan went swiftly out through the
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