Gunnison news-champion., 1917-03-02
CHAPTER ~.
III. Just the Very Biggest Thing IT.
the World"
II III

The dining room. lhe SINAI
woman was In n furious tenn
per She barred her husbands way
Ike an enraSed chicken In front of .
bulldog. IL was evident that she had
seen my exit. but had not Observes
my return.
You brute. George she screamed
You've hurt that nice young man"
lie jcrsed backward with his thumb
Here he Is safe and sound behino
me"
She WIS confused. but not unduly 50
i an 50 sorry. ] didn't see you"
Il assure you. madam. that it is all
/ right"
He has marked your poor face oh.
George. what brute you are. Moth
h. but scandals from one end OF the
week to the other. Every one hating
and making fun OF you. You've lin.
ished my patience. This ends it,
Dirty linen" he rumbied.
It's not secretr' she cried. DO
you suppose that the whole street.-the
whole Of London. for that matter
Get away. Austin. We don't want
you here. Do you suppose they don't
all talk about you; Where is your
dignity? You man who should have
| been regius professor at n great uni.
yerslty with q thousand students all
revering you! Where IL your dignity.
Ge0rGet'
How about yours, my dearT'
You try me too much. A rufiian. a
common brawling ruffian-that's what
you have become"
BE good. Jessie"
"a roaring. raging bullyr'
That's done 1t! Stool OF penancer'
paid he.
| To my amazement. he stopped, pick
ID her up and placed her sitting upon
| high pedestal OF black marble In the
angle Of the hall. II was at least sew
en- feet high and SO thin that she could
hardly balance upon 1t. A more alb
surd object than she presented cooked
/ up there with her face convulsed with
anger. her feet dangling and her body
rigid for fear OF an upset. l could not
imagine
"Let me down." she walled.
.Say please.
sYou brute. George! Let me down
this Instant
Come into the study, Mr.. Malone"
REALLY. sir said I. looking at the
lady.
"Here's Mr.. Malone pleading for you.
Jessie. Say please and down you
come
ooh. you brute! Please. pleaser'
He took her down as II she had been
. canary.
"You must behave yourself. dear.
Mr.. Malone Is a press man. He will
have It all In his rag tomorrow and sell
| an extra dozen among our neighbors.
Strange Story OF High Life'-you felt
| fhirly high on that pedestal. did you
not? Then subtitle. Glimpse of a
| Singular Menage' He's foul feeder.
h Mr. Malone. carrion eater, like all
Of his kind-porcus ex gregg diaboli-
| . swine from the DEVILS herd. That's
Il, Nalone-whatT'
sYou are really intolerabler' said l
holly.
He beloved with laughter.
we snail haSe y codlltlOn present.
"" he doomed. looking from his wife
to me and putting out his enormous
chest. Then. suddenly altering his
tone, Excuse this frivolous family
badinage. Mr.. Malone. I called you
back for some more serious purpose
than to mix you up with our little do
nestle pleasantries. Run away, little
woman and don't fret" He placed q
huge hand upon each Of her shoulders
"An that you say IL perfectly true
should be a better man II did what
you advise. but shouldn't be quite
George Edward Challenger. There ars
plenty Of better men, my dear. but only
one G. E. C. So make the best Of him
he suddenly gave her resoundins
Kiss. which embarrassed me even more
than his violence had done. NOW,
Mr.. Malone" he continued, with {
great accession of dignity, ''this way
II ron please"
Ito Be Continued Next Week.