The Rice belt journal. (Welsh, Calcasieu Parish, La.) 1900-19??, 1913-01-31
1T will have 20 get along the best

you think I'd give you up?"
But this was too much to ask. In
the presence of ruined career and
heroless army, Marjorie felt that her
own scruples were too petty to count.
She could be heroic, too.
MOI" she said, in deep, low tone'
mo, We'll get married In the smoking
room. Go call your drummer"
This opened the clouds and let IN
the sun again with such radiant
blaze that Mallory hesitated no longer.
Fine" he cried, and leaped to MS
feet, only to be detained again by
Marjories clutch:
But first, what about that brace
let?"
She's got It," Mallory groaned.
slumping from the heights again.
DO you mean to say she's still
wearing it,"
How was to get IT."
Couldn't you have slipped into her
car last night and stolen it?"
Good Lord, l shouldn't think you'd
want me to go-why, Marjorie-Pd be
arrested"
But Marjorie set her jaw hard:
We'll, you get that bracelet. or you
don't get me-" And then her smoul-
dering jealousy and grief took less
hateful tone: "Oh. Harry" she
walled, I'm so lonely and so helpless
and so far from home"
But I'm here" he urged.
You're farther away than any
body" she whimpered, budding close
to him.
Poor little thing" he murmured,
soothing her with voice and kiss and
caress.
Put your arm round me-" she
cooed, like a mourning dove, Il don't
care If everybody is looking. on. I'm
so lonely"
I'm just as lonely as you are" he
pleaded, trying to creep into the COM
pany of her misery.
please marry me soon," she I'M
plored, won't you, please?"
I'D marry you this minute II you'd
say the word" be whispered.
I'D say it II you only had that
bracelet" she sobbed, like a tired
child. II should think you would un-
derstand my feelings. That awful per-
son is wearing your bracelet and |
have only your ring, and her bracelet
Is ten times as big as my ring, boo
hoo-hoo-oo!"
"Tll get that bracelet II | have to
chop her arm off," Mallory vowed.
The sobs stopped short, as Mar
jorie looked up to ask: Have you got
your sword with your"
Its in my trunk" he said. but Ill
manage"
Now you're speaking like a SOL
der" Marjorie exclaimed. my brave,
noble, beautiful, fearless husband. Ill
tell you! That creature will pass
through this car on her way to break
fast. You grab her and take the
bracelet away from her."
II grab her, eh?" he stammered.
his heroism wavering tritie.
Yes, just grab her"
Suppose she hasn't the bracelet
on?" he unused.
Grab her anyway" Marjorie an
swered, tiercely. Besides, I've no
doubt it's wished on" He said moth
ing. You did wish it on, didn't youT'
mo, no-never-of course not
he protested. IF you'll only be calm.
I'll get it If have to throttle her."
Like young Lady Macbeth, Mar
jorie gave him her utter approval IN
any atrocity, and they sat in ambush
for their victim to pass into view.
They had not had their breakfast,
but they forgot 1t. A dusky waiter
went by chanting his Lass call for
breakfuss in Rining Rar." He chant
ed it thrice In their ears, but they
never heard Marjorie was gloating
over the discontinue OF the odious
creature who had dared to precede
her in the acquaintance OF her hus-
band-to-be. The husband-to-be was
miserably wishing that he had to face
tribe of Merchandising Moros, In
stead of this trivial girl whom he had
looked upon when her cheeks were
red.