Bonners Ferry herald. [volume] (Bonners Ferry, Idaho) 1904-current, 1915-01-22

angry light in her eyes. II wac al
ways In me. l always had to have
everything, be everything. can't
stay here and be nobody. We're
getting horribly poor. If we look pros
porous, it's because nothing is paid
for. When | was a child l always
had to lead all the little games" She
was talking rapidly, earnestly. Then
when / grew up there WAS only one
leader here-Katherine Strickland,
and after there was never but one
woman left this place and did the
things, I've done and made the sue
cesses I've made. and now-to come
back here-and settle DOWN. When
I'm Mrs. Slade III have the life I'm
after-money and power and Europe
the world"
Don't forget Slade." came sarcas-
ticslly from Hayes Don't forget
Slade." and he came toward her.
You'll have Slade. too. You'll have
to live with him, a man who has lived
all his life with another woman
Who"
"Don't!" she commanded. He is
only marrying me for IA sort of
housekeeper"
You'll be his wife just the same"
Every word was sting.
"Yes-you'll have your revenge"
Katherine answered quietly, more to
herself than to him. Her voice
dropped YEARLY Every time he
kisses me-every time he comes into
the room But I'll get used to him.
| suppose. Women get used to that
sort of thing"
Yes, and then go to the devill I'll
tell you what / think OF you," he
stormed. You're a bad woman.
You're as rotten as they make them
There's no type so low. You're bad
to the marrow. London and Washing
ton and Paris have done for you
You've butterfied all over the world
till you're heartless jade, junketing
about from one embassy to another
with all your pretty little cheating
tricks and not a decent thought in
your head"
II won't listen" she gasped, amazed
at his denunciation of her.
You will listenl"
Don't. oh. don't say such things.
Bob" she pleaded.
why not3" he demanded. you
who plan to do such a devilish thing
In the eyes of God and of men, can
you be afraid to hear what 1t really is
you plan? You will listenl"
He took step nearer. He caught
her roughly by the shoulders. He
buried his lips into the soft tendrils
OF hair around her ear as he almost
shouted: You are going to rob a poor
little woman-step into her house and
snatch away her husband-and the
only excuse you can offer Is that you
want his money. Why don't you rob
somebody outright and get away with
II? It's more honest"
Katherine shrank from him with
a cry of protest
And all the while you love me-"
he went on. passionately, you love
me-"
| Il don't" she sobbed.
You liei" he accused. hotly.
We'll, supposing do-what can
you give me?" she asked coolly.
What can | give your" he repeated.
Then with look of utter loathing in
his eyes: you contemplate little
and he flung her from him.
You're going to sell what's mine
to the highest bidder" he painted.
But SHADES not divorced yet, and
before you get out of this dirty mire
you'll regret 1t. You'll find yourself
so deep in scandal"
Il won't" Katherine protested. We
hemently. Il won't have scandal"
They'll say he's your lover" his
rage turning into fury.
Katherine looked at him as II she
had been turned to stone. Then the
real significance of what he had said
famed to flame the rage that was
burning in her heart-rage at him
at conditions-at everything She
gripped her fingers around one of the
lovely roses at her belt and crushed
1t to pulp. Then she ripped them
from her gown-his roses-and threw
them among the blazing logs in the
fireplace.