Evening star. [volume] (Washington, D.C.) 1854-1972, 1913-03-27

/ YOU"
gered Marian more than her parents
/ injustice. She was not in a humor for
pity.
/ At the end of the meal she paused in
Randall will be up presently she an
nounced, coldly. Il hope you will not
be very disagreeable.' She looked at both.
1t was actually the first disrespectful
thing that she had ever said to them in
all her thirty years, except her outburst
earlier. Her father stared speeches.. Her
mother straightway began to sob aloud.
Marian ran swiftly upstairs.
Once in her room. she gave way and
| cried. She had put off the meeting as
sstency had timed it for that night Now
she wished that she had held out and SO
avoided che scene that was imminent
Her father had a frightful temper and he
| would feel at liberty to hurl any taunt
however bitter, at Randall Randall she
knew would take them in silence for her
| sake. but she would be Inundated. She
| selt that she would hate the old man for
ever after.
After a while she rose YEARLY and put
on a fresh waist, dabbed a powder puff
at the red eyes and brushed her hair.
i Then slowly she went down to the shabby
parlor. If she could not tslk them into
/ q different humor it would be better not
she would have to pack hsS clothes and
go out west with him, and nnow that the
| estrangement with the two stubborn.
proud old folks was for all time, or else
| give him up But she couldn't do that.
A great wave of rebellion against their
| foolish pride rose: she felt at that mo-
ment as though all her affection for them
was dried and dislike was fast taking it's
place.
| In the dim hall she paused Her IA
| theirs voice, low and strained. came dis
tinctly, although he evidently intended
| it to be unheard. do quit crying, Mary
She isn't dead. It's hard on me as it is
on you. II could stand for his being a
janitor's son, but it's downright selfish
in Marian to make US endure the other
blow. too
Marian wondered what the other blow
was, but her mothers bitter wall cut in.
| 'tShe might as well be dead, to go away
of west. and we'll never see her more
than once in two or three years. II she
has children / won't have chance to
help her raise them: I'd give most any
thing to take care of baby again. And
she never says q word about leaving US.
She never seems to think that you could
sell the house and 60 along. We wouldn't
be burden. You could make something
out there"
IT think" her father said. wistfully,
that could do real well out there. They
say real estate is booming. But, you
see, ] blurted out that about his father.
wish I'd held it back. / don't really
care It's only because that old lady
Glade rolled me so. Itll be terrible
lonesome here by ourselves" His voice
trailed off in dreary sigh.
Marian caught her breath sharply. And
she had come near hating them, when all
the time it had been her leaving, not her
choice that had inflamed them.
Softly she slipped out the front door
and down the pebbIed walk to wait at
the gate When Randall came she whis-
Ac ypt in, ~
ask them If they can't sell out and come
along. But don't let on that I've told
you" And then she slipped back ahead
of him and gained the stairway before
her father. STOPPING and with sorrowful
eyes, came out to open the door.
(THE ENID