The Yale expositor. (Yale, St. Clair County, Mich.) 1894-current, 1914-10-08
"Do Won denv A to meY'

do you deny n to meT'
"A wife has something to give hcr
husband. But Yo&a-- What is II you
have to say? Dy your manner judge
you think II important"
1T is. You're too Ill to work, but
it seems not too i'll to go driving in
the park with striking looking women"
With an effort he kept his voice
cold And you object, is that it!''
II do"
Very well. You've registered your
protest Is that ALP"
mo, 1t is not" She leaned sharply
forward, forgetting to pose and to
smile, the delicate prettiness of face
eclipsed by cloud of vixenish tenn
per. 1T is not. ! have acme self
respect and regard for our position.
II you haven't Do you suppose a
husband means nothing 70 me but a
name?"
: He glanced hesitatingly toward the
door, meditating retreat. Then. with
grim tightening of his lips. he re-
turned his gaze to her
You really want an answer? Then,
! had supposed a husband means to
you name-and check book. With
inexhaustible leaves"
so you begrudge me the money
spend! You grow"
Your expense account, fully met, is
the best answer to that, think"
but l want more than money. Do
you think little money! little pal
try money-can repay me for your
neglect and selfishness?"
so you scorn money? It's news to
me- But l think you've nothing to
complain Of"
''Nothing!" she cried. rs II moth
ing that have to go everywhere alone.
always having to listen to whispers
behind my back of my husbands fool
ish attempts to play the man about
town? You see, you couldn't keep
your escapade OF last year from me.
Or that you've turned the old set
against me by cheating poor Timothy
Woodhouse out of his last property"
He WINGED and flushed painfully at
that She saw and believed she had
pierced his armor. She rose again,
that she might deliver her final thrust
most effectively.
do you call it nothing that you,
who have no time or thought to spare
your wife, brazenly fiaunt your women
in public, on the streets and in the
parks for all the city to see and Cos
sip about?"
He was standing rigid, both hands
gripping his cane, his gaze fixed I'M
waveringly on her. The frightened lips
had become the merest line.
IF you refer to Mrs. Whiting" he
began at last steadily, you will please
use more respectful terms"
You reprove me on her account!
This" she cried tragically, this is too
much. | suppose this Mrs. whiting
if that's her name-is your mistress
perhaps l should say, your latest mis-
tress."
Why, you"
The storm burst, choking back
speech. but finding an outlet through
his eyes. He reached out swiftly and
caught her hand in a cruel clutch.
crushing the soft useless member un-
til her rings bit into the flesh and she
cried out in pain.
Let me CO." she gasped You're
hurting me-"
He released her and sank back into
a chair.
Il think we've come to the end OF
our chapter, Unity. But I'll give you
us-one more chance"
You'd think l were a criminal"
I'VE both are-but let that go. Here
tofore you've made our life. And you've
failed Since our first month we've
never been really happy, at least In
each other. Now let me choose. Let's
go away somewhere"
ITO New York or abroad"
Not to New York or abroad. To
Bethel or some place where we can