Cut Bank pioneer press. [volume] (Cut Bank, Mont.) 1909-current, 1915-01-29

wink since you left. Aren't you miss-
ing me?" and her voice trembled JUST
the least bit.
ooh, Dan. It's all over now. ain't
it, our tiff 2" she began eagerly, catch.
ing his arm impulsively and pressing
her face against his coatsleeve, kiss
ing the unresponsive broadcloth again
and again. We're making up; we'll
go home together. It'll all be different
after this, and I'll see you at the break
fast table mornings now" she finished
joyfully.
DAN" she began again, Il don't be-
lieve you've had a decent cup of cof-
fee since you left home. I'd like to
make you a cup now, myself" and
she looked ref1ectively around the sen
ator's library as If she thought there
might possibly be some opportunity
to brew a cup of coffee right then and
there.
Come on home, father" she urged,
calling him by the name of the old,
old days. when they had both dreamed
Of little one in their home, and pat
ting his arm lovingly, tenderly. Mad
at me YETI" she questioned.
Slade WINGED under the gentle touch
| of her hand on his arm, and found" 1t
necessary to turn away from the face
that was SO sweet and penitent
NO." he stammered, Pm not mad
at you, only this is nc place to talk
about our troubles"
We'll. Wen go along home" she
suggested.
mo. can't come now. You'd bet
ter let Rob take you home" and he
started for the door.
Mary started after him, clutching at
his arm.
I've got to know what the matter
Is now-I must-I must" she declared
vehemently.
Very well, Mary. IS far as my
plans go. I've arranged my life differ
emily"
Differently? Differently? Haven't
l given mr.
It's too late now. I'm sorry to
say this, but you force me-"
Wait a minute, Dan" She drew a
long breath, as If nerving herself for
an ordeal. You're going to say some
thing dreadful. Before you begin I
want to say that I'll do anything to
get things back just the same as they
were before-anything. There's moth
ing you could ask me I won't do
nothing! There! Now! Now go on"
and she sank weakly into a chair.
Look here" Slade was cruelty alb
rupt. This separation is permanent.
Nothing's going to change it."
Separation She gave him q
blank, amazed stare. why. Dan,
who's talking about separation? We
can't be separated"
I'VE can be-we are. When / left
you that night 1t was for good and
all, Mary. We can't get along togeth-
er and I've made up my mind to it.
It's settled"
You mean to say you haven't
missed yer home? You haven't want
ed me to give in? You mean what's
happened Is for the best?"
Yes" he answered icily.
Mary gazed at him in bewilderment
You're not the man / talked to FIVE
weeks ago. / don't know you II
must be the people about you-or
its
Like a flash the possibility Of an
other woman came into her mind.
But she dismissed it as quickly as 1t
had come. She would not insult him
or herself-or their love by such a
suggestion.
Il am another man from the one
you married." Slade agreed, but you
wouldn't see it."
lis 1t my fault that l married a man
who's turned into somebody else?"
Mary argued, fighting. fighting for her
life, her happiness-for him. 81 mar
RED you, Dan. l married a poor young
fellow who was hard worked and
helped him along. We started fair,
Dan, but this amt fair" lapsing more
and more into poor grammar and dia-
lect as her excitement rose. you got
beyond me, but 1t was because ]
worked and saved the pennies for you,
while you ven out and got helped and
learned. Cooking didn't learn me. ]
didn't even know l was behind the
times or unsatisfactory until one day
you"