The circle banner. [volume] (Circle, Mont.) 1914-1939, 1915-07-23

What puzzles me is that she aiw,ye
seems disappointed when there's no<h-
ing in the post from him, and here's
! a cablegram that might be the vesy
thing she's looking for and she pays
no attention to 1t. 1t certainly beats
me-"
"You know what puzzles me mors
than anything else? I've said It 4
hundred times. She never goes outside
this house-except in the garden-day
/ or night. You'd think she was an IN
valid-or afraid of detectives or some
thing like that. God knows she ain
a sick woman. / never say q healthier
one. Rain or shine, winter or summer
she walks up and down that courtyard
till you'd think she'd wear a path I'm
the stones Eats like a soldier, laughs
like a kid, and I'll bet she sleeps like
one, she's so fresh and bright-eyed In
| the morning"
well, I've got this to say, joe
Riggs: she has been uncommonly de-
cent to you after the way you used
| to treat her when she first came here
! She's made you feel everlastingiy
ashamed of your idiotic behavior"
| 81 beg your pardon, Danbury." ex-
claimed Mr. Riggs, striking the table
wiea his bony knuckles SO violently
| thxt the books and magazines bounced
into the air. Don't you ever say any
| thing like that again to me- It's
against the rules for me to call you =
scoundrelly liar or I'd do it in a SEC
ond."
For your sake, sir, I'm glad it,
against the rules" said Mr.. Dawes.
fercely. I'm mighty glad"
Mr.. Riggs allowed a sheepish grin
to steal over his wrinkle6 vtsage. 7
apologize, Danbury."
And so do l." said his friend, where
upon they shook hands with great cor
diality-as they did at least a dozen
times day since the beginning of tb1
new regime.
She's the finest, loveliest woman on
earth,' said Mr.. Riggs.
81 never knew / could be so happy
as I've been during the past SIX
months. why, this house is like a bird
cage filled with canaries. / some
times feel like singing my head Of
and as for whistling! / haven't whis-
tied for years till now. +"
"Shl" Kissed Mr.. Riggs. suddenly
backing away from the table and try
ing to affect an unconcerned examfna-
ton of a worn spot in the rug.
Mrs. Brood was descending tie
stairs, lightly, eagerly. In another IN
slant she entered the room
How nice the fire looks" she cried.
crossing the room. Never had Ga4
been more radiantly, seductfvely beas-
tiful than at this very instant NY .
cablegram-where is it?''
The old men made a simultaneous
dash for the long-negiected envelope
Mr.. Dawes, being fat and aggressive.
succeeded in being the first to clutch
it in his eager fingers.
Better read it, Mrs. Brood" -
painted, thrusting it into her hand
Maybe it's bad news"
She regarded him with one Of her
most mysterious smiles. mo. NY
friend, it is not bad news. II b good
news 1t is from my husband
But you haven't read It," gxsped
Mr. Riggs.
"Ah, but know, just the same" She
deliberately slit the envelope with
slim finger and held it out to them
Read it if you like
They soIemnly shook their heads,
too amazed for words. She unfoldeA
the sheet and sent her eyes swiftly
over the printed contents. Thea, "a
heir further stupefaction she pressed
he bit of paper to her red lips Her
eyes flashed like diamonds.
eListent Here is what It says.
Come by the first steamer. wana
you to come to me, Therese. And seat
t lis signed Your husband
4Hurrayt" shouted the two old men.
But" she said, shaking her head
slowly, 81 shall not obey"
what! You-you won't gsr
,asped Mr. Riggs.
"Nc!" she cried, the ring Of III
Imph In her voice. She suddexfy
Tapped her hands to her breast and
Uttered long, deep sigh of Joy. Ma.
shall not go to him"
The old men stared helplessly vhfls
he sank luxuriously into chair and
tuck her little feet out to the Aru.
hey felt their knees grow weak ~
er the weight of their suddenly inert
odies.
But. Mrs Brood, he wants yoos~
anne almost in a groan from the liz
I Mr. Riggs.
She lighted 4 cigarette. IF he v1nes Z
lie, Mr.. Riggs, let him come and "a
,e." she said sending = long cloud -
moke toward the ceiling Is - ~
ack in the chair and crossed -
let in absolute, utter content1lent4s
He will come, my dear old friesds-
b. I am sure that he viii cone
"You-you don't know him., Nm
rood" lamented Mr.. DaweA Hsr
ade of steel. He"
He will come and unlock II. Asx.
r. Dawes" said she. serenely. - = Q
80 made Of flesh and blood H {.
eel you speak Of was in his AsaEk =
q been withdrawn At last Ny fk1snG1 !.