The Lynden tribune. [volume] (Lynden, Wash.) 1908-current, 1916-03-23

| Inc PROFITS was 10 pay her back that
$1,000.
And then" he added sententiously,
there won't be anything between US
any more
Something in the tone of his voice,
| quite unintentional on the boys part,
no doubt. had piqued Mary.
You've always fused about that"
she said.
Something In the way she said the
word fused piqued Rodney.
And don't you think it's been some
/ thing to fuss about?" he demanded.
When a fellows best girl. his fiancee
takes money from rich old man. and
then the fellow let's her lose it all in his
tusiness-well. don't see why you
can't see that the situations pretty
/ raw"
why do you say lost? l hope you
don't think IT'S -<eally lost" retorted
Mary. Don't be such a gloomy Gus"
We'll, you know what mean" per
sisted Rodney. ut was darned near
lost And that shows you do care
about it anyway"
Why shouldn't ! care about 1T"
said Mary. Indeed think $1,000 is a
good deal Of money"
81 think It's whole lot of money"
said Rodney. land you must excuse me
II can't help wondering how a girl
in your position was able to get hold
of It."
"A girl in my position" echoed Mary
scornfully. That's right. Rub II in
I'm really ashan ed OF you. Rodney
Martin. And you know perfectly well
| wasn't born a typewriter"
Mary he said. trying to be perfect
ly calm and persuasive, tell me now.
You know We shall be happier"
Il don't know it at ALL" said Mary
obstinately.
Mary, please" he said, trying to
take her hand.
No." said Mary, 81 don't believe
you'd like me if you knew"
Please" persisted Rodney.
The long. uniform rows of New York
house fronts stretched away on either
side of them in the obscurity. A red
light twinkled in one bay window, and
beneath the shade could be seen the
rows of books in library. Near the
curb opposite an extraordinarily silent
Limousine had just drawn up, with
little swish of its rubber tires as it
came to rest, and presently man and
a woman in joyous evening ralment
came out of the house and got into it.
The woman Wore q perfectly gor-
geous opera cloak, and combs flashed
in her beautifully arranged hair. The
mains linen was very white and his
silk hat very shiny. The chauffeur had
switched on the light inside the car,
and the occupants showed a moment
brilliantly in the jewel box Of its In
terror before the light went out and
the car moved off again. west and
south. to the haunts of pleasure. as
Ambrose Peale would have said. a
throb and a sob came into. Mary's
voice as she saw 1t all, and she an
swered again: -.,
You might hate me- And I'm. tax.
ing you away from all that, which was
yours by right" 49," -'"'
Come in a Moment" said Rodney
gently ana klnuIy.
They climbed the stairs together, and
West Indian butler" let them in
Rodney drew Mary into hideous little
reception room on the ground floor.
took both the girls hands In his and
looked earnestly into her lovely eyes.
''You'fe the finest girl in the world.
Mary" he said. land nothing could
ever turn me against YOU
In the IN lighted, Ill ventilated little
parlor. illuminated for them with loves
thousand eyes. the truth came out
Mary told the whole story from the
beginning. not without some humor
and not without some satisfaction at
certain portions of It, 1t must be con
fessed; told of old Mr.. Martins fret
ting about Ellery Clark, Of the bet
with Ellery's father. of her share in
the deception and Of her reward in
money.
"What do I care If you really love
me-" protested Rodney. MARY, now
you must marry me-
That was a Thursday, and by Fri
day night they were married, so that
tutl tOulu nave tNb VI
moon. anyway. before Monday, Rod
ney said. 1t was all very quietly ar
ranged in the little church.
So much for those who talk about
telepathy. Late Saturday forenoon
when they sneaked down TO the office
just to be sure that everything was all
right. certainly no one guessed what
, momentous change had come into their
lives; no one OWNED the ecstasy that
thrilled unseen beneath their everyday
demeanOr.
OF course old Mr.. Martins obduracy
had been a blow. but Rodney was
game throughout and gloriously happy.
He felt every inch man now and
dared to cope with every difficulty.
"Shall we tell the old gentleman
he asked Mary. meaning of course the
! fact of their being married.
mo. indeed, not yet" said Mary,
blushing ever so little. Just let me
wait for the psychological moment"