The Madison daily leader. [volume] (Madison, S.D.) 1890-current, 1914-01-16
Why. he's only twenty-fve--no

"Ays nC5 oHiy
that, yet"
She gazed at him in speechless rage
for twenty seconds, then said, explo-
sively: "You-brute!"
I'm your friend" he urged. '1'm
trying to help you. I'm trying to save
you from being made the laughing
stock of the town"
DO you mean to insinuate that
Jackson doesn't love me?"
Jackson doesn't love anyone except
a good time. Why, he doesn't take
anything seriously, especially women,
To my knowledge he's been engaged
to thirty since he's been here In New
York"
"I-don't-believe you,"
He shrugged his shoulders. Every
well; go ahead; it's no affair of mine
She agreed with this. You'll dc
well to remember that. Attend t
your W business, Mr.. Wallace
Excuse me-" he said apologetically
I'm sorry l spoke"
AS he thus apologized, disguised
worried. even frightened by the mud
die in which his friend had SO involved
himself, entirely ignorant of the sorry
u which had led Broadway to the
fatal step, that young man entered
from the hall, having effaced as many
traces as he could of the wild night
and rightly clothed himself for morn
ing callers. As he advanced he
hummed q stanza from some cabaret
favorite which ran, monotonously: 81
love you; oh, | love you!"
At sight of Mrs. Gerard he bright.
ened and sprang toward her eagerly
He was not the one to go back on a
bargain, or to make a wry face over
necessary medicine.
Beatrice; My Beatrice!" he cried
Wallace eyed them with disgust as
they few into each others arms.
Having released his Beatrice. my
Beatrice" he turned to Wallace with a
calm which Wallace could not but ad.
mire. The youngster certainly was
game! Good morning, Bob"
Wallace scorned him.
Broadway did not ever vince, but
turned back to his Beatrice. "And how
is my little banquet queen this morn
lng?"
I came here happy as a lark" she
said complainingly. "but now I'm ter
ribly upset"
Why, what has happened to my lit
tie round OF ~pleasure?" He smiled
serenely, worshipfully into her scarce
ly hidden wrinkles.
This man has been saying terrible
things to me-"
Jackson whirled reproachfully upon
his friend. why, Bob! What have
you been saying to my little Beatrice? p
"Oh, don't!" implored the utterly
Disguised Wallace.
Tell me-" Jackson begged In com
forting tones of the excited widow
what has he been saying to your"
Calling 1t a ridiculous match. say.
Ing that | shouldn't take you serious
ly, intimating that you didn't really
love me, and"
She was very close to tears, blu,
fought them back for the sake of a
complexion which she feared might
not be waterproof.
Broadway went with an accusing
mien to Wallace. you said these
things!"
YES" said that young person, un.
ashamed, those and a great many
more"
Bob Wallace! I'm surprised
Shame on you'll"
Wallace scarcely was prepared 10,
this. Now see here, Jackson, l."
He did not complete the sentence
but seized his old friend by the lapels
of his coat as IL to bear him from the
room to some spot where, unworried
by the lady's presence, he could talk
or hammer sense into his head.
But Broadway would not have this
He pulled away with emphasis. Don't
do that! Don't do that" he cried.
"You've-you've insulted my future
wife and | demand apologies"
Were all his plans for paying up his
debts to be thus put at naught? Was
his hiSt schluiS as u I'D DE
thus nullifed? He thought not!
You mean to say you're going to
be married."
of course we're going to be mar
ried," Mrs. Gerard said very snappily.
"Of curse we're going to be mar
ried," Broadway echoed with a quick
glance at her which Wallace thought
held something indicating apprehen-
sion.
He stood aside with face all woe-be.
gone, worried and amazed. II this
thing-this unthinkable, unbelievable
insanity-was seriously planned by
his young friend. IL he had actually
passed his word, why then, OF course
nothing more was to be said upon the
subject.
Very well then; I apologize" he
said dejectedly.
Not to me-" said Jackson grandly
ito the lady"
Wallace went to her in humility Of
attitude. but in revolt of soul. MRS
Gerard" Che lever before had found II
dificult to avoid profanity In a lady'i
~presence), g" offer a thousand apollo
gies."
She was not convinced of his sin