Daily capital journal. (Salem, Oregon) 1903-1919, 1917-10-18
CHAPTER XXXIV.

oAAAOo Al lnt lays lOllOW1nB
tried to get Bob to promise me that
he would not accept my more invita-
lions from his old set. The Roots had
gone away for a month or two so there
was no present danger from them; and
l. thought it wise to secure Bob's nro.
mise before they returned. But If was
noI tne easy TASK l had imagined it
would be. Again and again / required
TO 1t, only to be put off with either q
laugh, or an Impatient request tfnot TO
be sillyl" "
Once more the four friends had oona
down IN the country for the week end
once more l lad kept entirely to NV
self while they were Also once
again had made much of nv loneliness
my u~nhappiness when so alone. And Md
answered all Bob IS arguments that II
was my W fault; by declaring if was
HIS fault as l could have no eniov-
ment without him; no possible pleasure
when he was away from me.
FINALLY he became quite angry.
n understand you, Mar
gafet!' he exclaimed one day when he.
mehtloned the fact that he was going
TO see John Kendall and that John had
asked him to bring me along il / would
MT be bored. '
Most women would be del;obted r.
be asked. And, Margaret, Maud Warren
Will probably be there, so YOU will not
feel awkward. John has a new writer
ne Is very enthusiastic over. 1 want to
see the manuscript. If you won't go I
go without you"
without mea" 81
81 certainly do if you refuse to ac-
company me. AS you knew, as [ have
told you times without number: .Tohp
Kendall is my best friend; whatever is
OF interest to him, interests me, to saw
nothing of the keen delight his depend
enee upon my Judgment brings"
iou lave your business; you don't
ask HIM evar..' time you buy or sell a
piece of property, or take out a mort
for a client, do youq"
mo, but it is an entirely different
natter. [ am a plain business man. John
$ a popular and successful publisher.
! man to whom the best, the keenest
writer's In the country take the product
II their brains. That he thinks he quail
fled to express an opinion is a comph-
nent [ should think even YOU would
appreciate, although you seem to dis
Ike John. Why, 1 cannot imagine! a
better fellow never livedl''
81 dislike him because he takes Won
rom me. If it were not for HIM YOU
would not think of going out tonight.
-snt that reason enough?''
gsTf Is No IT Il a.
% lose my temper, Margaret, but I sure
y shall if you talk as you are doing
When we get old and feeble we won
abe to go anywherel' he said in
IN attempt to treat the matter lightly.
wen likely have rheumatism and
so let's go now while we are
have as good a time as we can"
"You say you do not understand me,
Bob, l replied, 81 am sure I do not
understand you. When we were first
married; in fact from the time I met
vou, you seemed to care nothing for
oeietv-other tnan mine. lou were
Iuiet, | supposed domestic, and showed
of this side of your character
r disposition perhaps you call it; the
disposition to mingle with a Bohemian
rowd; and to spend you time doing
hings in which I had nc slightest in :
crest. l surely though you would be !
he same after we were married, andn ;
j
IF you will recall the fact that nv J
arling mother died just before I met !
on, you may perhaps understand some i
hing of my feelings at that time. /
iother had been such a eomrade, such |
dear little pal, that when she left |
lie my world was turned upside down. I
'ather and L never got along very well. !
Why l don't know. He never seemed j
, understand me. Then, when I met you /
pa seem j so sweet, so sympathetic. 1
nd to myself that if Won would marry
lie I-would be happy in your love, that ,
on would be like mother, sympathetic !
nd understanding. And even after we I
married, and you proved just the !
spirit l had believed you would
l still grieved for mother; still kept {
way from the friends whom she knew I
i'd loved for my sake, because the 5
art was still too raw, the sorrow too :