The Washington herald., 1917-04-02
Warren Resen Brothers Dependency Upon His Wfe Money

''Oh. I suppose we're beginning TO get
en- each others nerves." admitted Louise.
restlessly pacing the bedroom Of their
oxtravagant hotel suite. Hes getting
30 irritabIe-you saw that at dinner"
I'm afried it's because he's idle" muir
INJURED Helen. Bob was always so active.
I can understand how he'd chafe at hav-
ing nothing to do"
There's that big place in Florida-it
would take most OF his time to manage
that. But he loathes 1.-THE leaves II AL
to me"
Dear Bobs an engineer. He doesn't
want to play the part of country gen
itleman-he wants to work"
Yes. and that would mean his open
ing an office again. and being tied down
most OF the YEAR
'It would mean that he'd be financially
independent of YOU Helen rose to close
the door for fear their voices would carry
to the next room where Warren and
Bob. his younger brother. were talking.
ITS YOUR money-thats what rankles.
Can't you see how CALLING 1t is for him
to live on your income
NO, can't, What difference does II
make whose money 1t happens TO be?
There's more than enough. Why should
Bob work.
FrownineIy Helen pulled at the tag of
an expensive travelling bag that lay on
the couch beside her. In spite of her love
for Louise. and her Joy at having her
back in New York after a years absence.
she could not conceal her disapproNal OF
Bob's continued idleness.
IT'S hopeless, dear. il you can't see It,"
) 81 can never see it, hared Louise ex-
ritedly It's always money. money
imoney-MY money. That's been between
us ever since we married"
And 1t always will be-ss long as you
force Bob to be dependent upon you"
But he's NOT dependent upon me!
You talk as though he had to come to me
for every cent he spends-as though
doled him out his car fare. Bob has his
own bank account There's nothing hu-
initiating about it."
But It's still your money" persisted
Helen You give him a monthly check.
don't your"
Mono, Of course not" flushing, trac-
ing a design in the rug with her slender
satin slipper.
Then how do you arrange it?" merci-
iessly.
why II deposit so much to his credit
every three months"
You give him a quarterly allowance.
You do 1t as delicately as you can. nut
still it's an allowance. He can never get
away from the feeling that he's living
On an allowance"
Then that's his own fault. I wanted
&C. put the Fifty-seventh street house in
his name. The income from that Is ten
thousand a year-but he wouldn't hear to
IT,"
Naturally not
Why not?" flamingly "Oh. you're all
against me! You act as though my hav-
ing money is a crime. II l can't give II
to my husband-the man I love-what
use is It? I'd gladly put half my income
in his name-Fd do anything TO stop this
eternal can't about my money. man
deeds his property to his wife-and it's all
right Why can't II be reversed? What
difference does 1t make who has the
money!"
Yes, 1 can see your side of It, too.
admitted Helen, but you can never
make Bob see It. There were a dozen
men you might've married who would
have been quite content to live on your
money-but you chose the one man who
wouldn't! It's the very pride and lnde-
pendence you loved in him that you re
trying to crush out now"
Louise's silent intentness' as she t"ist-
ed the cord OF the bronze silk window
hanging, showed that this last thrust had
cut deeply.
'"raIf-past tenr' called Warren.
| "All right, dear, in Just q moment.
Then to Louise, We'll have to CO. tor
he has a hard day tomorrow-that Jor-
dan case Is coming UP. Now you ana boo
are to dine with us Thursday. Come ear
ly, can't you. so we'll have chance 10
talk"
| "Yes, I'd love to-" Then hurrledly. "Oh.
wait, I've something I almost forgot,
opening one of the three travel-labeled
| trunks that crowded tho room. I'VE came
around by New Orleans on our way up
and I wanted to bring you something.
From the satin lined case that Louise
handed her. Helen took out an exquisite
! gold purse.
"oh, you shouldn't, Not anything so
expensivel'
Now don't begin that" sharply. Il
can't spend my money on Bob-l can !
spend 1t on you. Are you all so afraid OF
! being under obligations?"
why, Louisel" flushing hotly.
"I didn't mean to say that" contritely,
but It drives me wild. Oh. you must try
| to understand"
Il think I do, dear" conQuering her
hurt Indignation. And you know I ap-
preciate this" admiring the plain gold
| top on which was engraved Helen Allen
Curtis"
Pm glad you like It," awkwardly. with
prim self-consciousness. Then from an
under tray she drew out another pack
age. This is for Warren. Shall we take
1t In to himr'
Hello, what's all this" demanded War
rem. putting down his cigar as Louise
\ handed him the box.
Just a little remembrance from Bob
| and me-"
From LOUISE" corrected Bob. causti-
caliy.
Helen saw Louise color at his brusque
denial. and for, the moment her sym
pathies were divided. " -