The Bridgeport evening farmer., 1913-07-01

the ocean.s' to answer for long, horrible rainJ1te that pulled me apart like one of those inquisition machines they used to tor ture women with when they didn't know any better modern way to do it. q didn't know Bill would tell you so soon, Mrs. Molly he said at last gent ly, looking past me out of the window into the garden. sI was coming over just as soon as I got back from this call to talk with you about it, even lf 1t did seem to 1ntrude Bills and my affairs into a day that-that ought to be all yours to be-be happy in But Bill, you see, is no respecter of-of oth- CT peoples happy days if he wants them in his.''
 t'Bil1y's happy days are mine, and mine are his, and he has the heart not to leave me out even if you would have hfmT' I exclaimed, a sob gather ing in my heartsat the thought that my little lover hadn't even taken in a sit uation that would separate him from me across an ocean.
 'tBill is too young to understand when he isis being bereaved, MolIy,'' he said, and still he didn't look at me. ''I have been appointed delegate to represent the State Medical association at the centennial congress in London the middle of next month, and some how I feel a bit pulled lately, and I thought I would take the little chap and have-have a 4twanderjahr.' You won't need him now, Mrs. Peaches, and I couldn't go without him, could I?'' The sadness in his voice would have killed me if I hadn't let it mad den me instead
 
 claimed, with a rage that made my voice literally scorch past my lips. ''Was there ever a minute in his life that I haven't needed Billy? How dare you say such a thing to me? You are cruel, cruel, and have always known it-cold and cruel like all other men who don't care how they wiring the life blood out of women's hearts and are willing to use their children to do it with. Even the law doesn't help us poor helpless creatures, and you can take our children and go with them to the ends of the earth and leave US suf- fering. I have gone on and believed that you were not like what the wo- men say all men are and that you cared whether you hurt people or not, but now I see that you are just the same, and you'll take my baby away
  to prevent 1t-nothing in the wide world. I am completely and absolute ly helpless. You coward, you!''
 When that awful word, the worst word that a woman can use to man, left my lips flame shot up into his eyes that thought would burn me up, but in half second it was extinguish- ed by the strangest thing in the world for the situation-a perfect flood of mirth. He sat down in his chair and shook all over, with his head in his hands, until saw tears creep through his fingers. had caImed down so suddenly that was about to begin to cry in good earnest when he wiped his eyes and said, with a low laugh in his throat:
 '@The case is yours, Molly, settled out of court, and the possession nine points of the law clause works in some eases for a woman against a man. Generally speaking anyway, the Dup bc5Dags to taN man wEV can wl1fs- tie hfzn t57-~n, aI-z y0u can whistle Bill from me any day. Pm just his father, and what I think or want doesn't mat ter You had better take him and keep him.
 q intend to- I answered haughtily, uncertain as to whether I had better give in and be agreeable or stay pre- pared to cry in case there was further argument But suddenly strange diff fidence came into his eyes, and he look | ed away from me as he said in queer, hesitating words:
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