Daily capital journal. (Salem, Oregon) 1903-1919, 1917-11-06
Margaret CARROTS
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BOB EXPLAINS
By JANE PHELPS
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CHAPTER L.
"What in the world made Won 81
lateP' asked. "It didn It take yol
all this time to sell the house, did itq'
"No, not quite, altough one can It sci
a house in minute my DEAR"
"Why I took her up to Kendall =
studio and he gave us some tea. left
them looking over the manuscript of hel
rev book.
''I thought her book had been pub
hshedu
Gone has! This is another, and the
little l saw of it, think it bids fail
to be even better than her first one. .
II should think that you would have
been ready to come home instead of
going to John Kendall 's.'
II wanted to see John. am writing
an article on real estate values now as
compared to those some years ago, and
wished to consult him. -
"You are writing a books" 1 quer-
led, surprised.
mo, indeed! nothing as ambitious as
that John has taken over the Mapes
Magazine, and he asked me to write an
article on real estate"
"Or, dearl I suppose John Kendall
thought he would give YOU an excuse
to spend your time with him! I do wish
they would let you alone. You have
your OWN business, I wish they would
allow you to attend to it''
"It was through these friends to
whom you so object that was enabled
to sell that house today.''
81 would rather you didn It sell the
house" " I replied, and meant it. While
l was fond of good living; liked a nice
home, and good clothes; would willing
ly have lived more economically if Bop
would remain with me and give up his
outside acquaintances.
How did you like Miss Riggs?" Bob
asked, paying no attention to my last
'She seemed very ordinary to me,
like any other girl her age" I replied.
Then because | didn t want to seem un-
gracious I added. "She is very pretty"
"Isn't she7 / wish she and John
would take notion to each other, he g
100 fine man to remain a bachelor"
81 don't agree with you. He should
be bachelor. He would make a wom-
IN very unhappy with his sporty friends |
and writer's. All, or most all of them
acquaintances for married
,eople."
Bob and I had several tilts-I would |
1T call them quarrels-since Henry |
Jreedmore's party. He had not quite |
orgiven me for not going with him;
md I had not been able to forget that |
e left me alone; that he had preferred !
heir society to mine. And now he made |
o reply, but ate his dinner in silence.
After dinner he figured for a while
hen remarked:
III go to Atlantic City Saturday,
nd stay until Monday night. Shall we
axe Donald, or will your mother care
or him?'
"Oh, mother will take himl'' I would
OF have even Donald with us on our
Iting. would have Bob all to myself.
iuch as [ loved my baby I knew he
'orld take, or rather keep, me from
eb part of the time if I took him.
The next two days I planned for our
bscnce. Mother would take the baby
ONE with her; and Della could have
a"ation until Monday. She had been
cry faithful and really deserved hoi-
ay.
Friday night came, had everything
lcked. We were to start very early in
le morning. Dinner had been ready and
aiting for an hour, and still Bob neith-
: come home nor telephoned. began to
. frightened Something dreadful must
ave happened. Just as I was about to
vi up Tom Barton and ask him what !,
} do, the telephone rang, and Bob said:
"Don It expect me home tonight, Mar p,
lret! John Kendall is sick and 1 shall !
ay with him. -
"You will come up and help with the
ggage in the morning, won t you9"
,ked after he told me that John g :
other had been sent for. :
"Luggage! what for, oh, we will have i
call the Atlantic City trip off,
cuidn t think of going away with
,hn in this condition." and before 1
'Lld object he had hung up. 7
J slowly unpacked and put my things
,ck in place. 1 was very angry, very \
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