The Climax-Madisonian. (Richmond, Madison County, Ky.) 1914-1917, 1915-05-05

runaway BRIDE / have been d1recr-
ing the pictures have taken the lib
erty several times of showing Mr.. Gun
bingham how / wished scenes enacted.
1 also play the deserted groom" And
his black eyes flashed
Ned laughed. but there was no mirth
in it. June shrank under his contemp-
tuous gaze. and her mother patted gen
tly the hand which lay in her arm.
I'll swear it was not a moving pic
ture rehearsal the night you dragged
my wife out of the New York cafe and
took her OF board your yacht
You bet IT wasn't 1t was the
heavy II. j. Edwards, and he was bob
bling his round head vigorously. "A
contract is contract When your
wife saw you she wouldn't go on board
the yacht; she wouldn't finish the pic
lures; she couldn't do anything. My
heavens. man. do you know | had al
ready spent $4,000 on this feature?
And if this girl quit we couldn't get
another one to take her place. could
we? So we dragged her on board the
yacht" And he glared his defiance AT
all of them. Money was money
Ned Warner had been sitting on the
edge of table. Now he sprang to his
feet. and his eyes famed He caught
his wife by the wrist and pulled her
away from her mother.
Here's one thing you can't explain
He dropped her wrist. and she stood
swaying with half closed eyes, but
there was no mercy in him. Il saw
you rush from house in q filmy stage
costume
There was strained tensity in the
group which surrounded them. John
Moore started to come to his daughter,
but Ned fercely waved him back. 1T
was moving picture work. Very well.
But tell me this-kow could any girl
who could not endure the humiliation
of accepting money from her husband
consent to appear on the street for any
purpose in such costume?''
There was deathlike stiffness among
them. broken by n wild sobbing from
the little runaway bride.
Ned" she cried. "Oh. Nedr' And
she chung upon his arm. He held coldly
rigid. Forgive me! You can't know
how I've suffered! You can't know how
| I've loathed it all. was so mistaken.
so wrong! | thought l had such Won
derful ideal. When l had achieved my
independence. when l need no longer
look to you for money, / was to return
| to you. and we were to walk hand in
hand through life in that love which
can be founded only upon mutual re-
spect. which asks love for love and
nothing more. | meant our love to be
without a flaw. No man can under
stand the hurt to Il woman when after
marriage she becomes absolutely de-
pendent on his charity"
why. Junie!" The small. mild voice
of Mrs. Moore. and she stepped for
ward with deep concern on her gentle
face. What is all this talk about a
husbands charity?" And she turned
with wonder to Father Moore. "A hus-
band makes only one gift to his wife.
and that is at the altar After that ev-
erything he has is hers, if people will
only remember the marriage service
Your ring is n symbol of it. With all
my worldly goods thee endow.'"
Gilbert Blye clutched his black Van
dyke and looked ut the ceiling; then he
smiled suavely.
That's great idea, I'll work it into
the feature." But no one heard him.
There WAS an audible sniffie from Iris
Blethering. and Tommyt Thomas was
looking intensely sentimental
And you, my SON." She turned with
surprising severity on Ned Warner
Have you forgotten that you prom
ised to love. cherish and protect my
daughter?'
There was cry from the little run
away bride and sob from Ned War
ner as. oblivious to all around them.
they clasped each other in Il solemn
embrace
From that loving clasp the beautiful
wife of Ned Warner raised u radiantly
happy countenance to her mother.
And have no problem" she laugh
ed. and then she cried And Iris
Blethering and Tommy Thomas sobbed
together and formed Il lasting friend
ship. And everybody was happy, in
Guiding Marie and officer Dowd, who
had become conscious at the mention
of the marriage service, and Aunt
Debby. who was praising her Redeem
er in an unconsciously audible voice,
and Bouncer. who was leaping and
barking indiscriminately for the benefit
of everybody and anybody.
Where are they? Where are theyT
screeched a shrill voice. and Honoria
Blye burst into the group.
Gilbert Blye walked serenely over to
meet her.
You may go home to your parrot
Honoria," he advised her quite happily
Then there came Il cold somberness in
his black eyes. You can't interfere
with my business this time. as you
have done ever since we were married.
and you can no longer assume domi-
nance over me with your money, sud
denly the glow returned to his black
eyes. and he looked to June and smiled
his suave smile. Il have worked out
my independence"
CHAPTER Ill.
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