Tulsa daily world. [volume] (Tulsa, Indian Territory [Okla.]) 1905-1919, 1918-10-25
The Wife.
BY JANE phelps
Brian Becomes Angry.
CHAPTER LEt.

| When Brian left his sentence un-
] finished, because Just at that moment
/ Claude Becklcy Joined them; he es-
/ capped ECathing robuke which trem-
/ bled on Huths lips
well here I am Yes. I'll take
smoke. thank YOU" Beckley said as
! Brian pushed the box lying on the
! table toward him Then, facetiously'
! "Did you give him good talklng 10,
! Mrs Hackett? He deserved It,"
$50 indeed" Ruth braced herself
for the ordeal Brian and I never
give each other what you call a talk
! Ing to- do we Brian"
mot 80 you could notice IT," he
replied with n twisted sort OF
smile
( "Hc always was a lucky dog Be
| fore he married he always carried off
all the pretty girls and left the rest
Of us mOping Now he's got a wife
who lets him go right on having q
good time and doesn't nag him For
goodness sake tell me: Ara there any
more at home like you?"
Ruth laughed. she couldn't help II.
! Claude Becky was the most ridicu-
+ lous creature she ever had met
~ am the one and only" she re-
turned.
|
| mock serious zone made her laugh
again. That she was hit hysterical,
did not escape Brian. He was sulk-
/ ing now.
"Come, Ruth. let's go home'" no
said after moment. We've spent
all our money, there's no use staying
| here"
30. don't be a crouch. sit and
smoke while" Reckly said, help
ing himself 10 another cigaret.
eyes. do" Ruth added. THE mu-
sic IN delightful" she really dreaded
being alone with Brian; then. too,
down deep In her heart she thought
nerhaps she might learn more OF
Brian and Mollle King from Becky
--altho she would have hesitated to
acknowledge IL
30 very well" Brian sank back
Cant you keep him away7" Beck-
! ly asked Ruth.
From WHAT"
From Molle. She looked with
favor on me a while back Now she
Scorns me. 4 jug OF red ink, and an
J Ital lian table de hote' and me no
longer tempt her. Prian has spoiled
her for the simple life. II Is a shame
that one man should have 10 much
and the rest Of US nothing. Don't
you think so?"
ct think you are talking like an
ass" Brian interrupted. Ruth isn't
used to your nonsense. Becky. Cut II
out!"
"You dom, think me silly, do you.
fair LADY," Becky asked paying no
slightest attention to Brian's angry
looks
"You couldn't expect me to say
YES to that question, could you ?"
Ruth rarried. She was beginning TO
"Irs all you could answer" Brian
spoke again.
"Oh. come. Haokett' I'm not as
black as he In painting me, Mrs.
Hackett" ne turned to Ruth. I'm
sore at him, that's all. I've always
had reason enough to be so; and
since met you the reason has grown
! limmeasurably."
"T am afraid you are flatterer."
Nothing like that! I always tell
the truth the whole truth, and moth
ing but the truth"
"of course you do'- this time
Brian sneered.
ITO change the subject" Becky
was imperturbable. will YOU and
Mrs Hackett take dinner with me to-
morrow night? Not Mt some million
dollar Joint. but down in the village.
Bare tables and paper napkins, Mrs
| Hackett, but absolutely clean; and
also with the dinner there will be
given free, a feast OF reason and a
flow OF soul impossible to find In
place like this" with an indescrib-
able gesture. he dismissed the roof
garden as though It were unworthy
OF his presence.
her husband for acceptance Of the In
vltation. You haven't any engage
ment. have you?"
NO" Brian was surprised that
Ruth wanted to go. Could It be pos
sIble she was attracted by CLAUDE
| Reckly in spite of what she had said
and that she wanted to be with him? :?
His Jealous nature was inflamed by
the thought, Ruth was so chic, so
sma rt- looking, no wonder a boob ike
Recklv would want to make love to
her. Well, he needn't try that on,
II wouldn't work.
Then well accept with pleasure"
Ruth said She would take this OPP
portunity of seeing the kind OF
places and people Brian knew before
she married him. what time shs II
you want us7"
About 7. I'll 60 early and save
a table Brian knows the way"
A few moments afterward they
hade Becky goodnight and left the
garden. They took the bus, which
fortunately, Ruth thoughD was so
crowded they could not sit together.
Had a woman ever spent such an
evening? she wondered as she sank
down into the seat beside an old
| man.
! Tomorrow - Claude Becky ar
ranges a surprise for Ruth and Brian.
| (Oopyrlght 1918 George Matthew Adams }