The Oakley herald. [volume] (Oakley, Idaho) 1908-1961, 1918-02-08

That Is, Mrs. Carter ate 1t. Jane
did not. She toyed with a roll and
crumbled 1t with her nervous fingers.
And she did not even taste the won
derful stew.
Jane, you're the sllliest girl l ever
saw" commented Mrs. Carter, as she
ate the good things provided by their
Italian host with relish. 81 really
think that, with as good husband us
you have, Jane. you ought to show a
little self-control and confidence. You
are jealous now, aren't you?"
II am not jealous" fiared Jane.
"Only why on earth did Bob tell me
he was coming here when he didn't
intend to at all. He knew l wouldn't
come here-I never would have, if 1t
hadn't been for you. All the time he
intended to have lunch some place
else"
"Of course, what you're thinking,
Jane, is that he is having lunch some
where else with somebody else, isn't
it?"
swell, I'd like to know how l can
help thinking thatl"
Mrs. Carter lifted the thick little
cup of black coffee to her lips and
then ate her last morsel Of cheese.
when your father and l were
young, Jane"
ooh, please don't go and preach
about you and father. OF course, you
never got jealous. But father prob
ably never did thing like this
Jane pulled her fur collar about her
neck. Il suppose that hateful in
/ gratiating little man knows I'm mad =
she thought. But the proprietor
bowed with an inscrutible smile as
they left the restaurant.
When Jane got home she first de-
cfded to make some sandwiches and
leave them, with a pitcher of milk, on
the dining-room table, and then go to
bed with a pretended headache. But
after she had thought the matter over
a little she went to work to prepare Il
dinner of unusual excellence.
IN just let him know Pm not jeal-
GUS, anyway" thought Jane. "And I'll
never tell him | went to his horrid old
lunch place, either. If that proprietor
don't tell him-but, then, of course, he
won't"
Jane hustled about planning and
cooking dinner. Then she dressed in
frock that Bob especially liked, and
when he came in was ready to greet
him with more than her usual enthus
iasm. SO intent was she on her efforl
not to seem peeved that at first she
did not notice Bob's grouchiness. Blu
when he sat down opposite her at din
ner she saw his frown, an unusua
thing with Bob.
Where did you lunch todayY His
first words were disturbingly direct.
'Why-at the Ivy Lane" lied Jane
quickly.
Bob looked at her keenly. Sudden
ly the tables were turned and Jam
appeared to be on the defensive. Boil
had asked her the one question tina
she longed to ask him.
''At the Ivy Lane, did you? VIVA
timer"
Goat one; yes, at one"
THAT'S mighty strange" said Bot
and quick look Of distrust came int
! his face.
"Oh, Bob, don't look at me lik
that / didn't have lunch there at al
L"
"Well, then, why did you say 20
were going TOT"
"Pd like to know what right yo1
have to get cross about where I ha
lunch. Where did you have lanch?'
"Why, at the Ivy Lane. hate thos
tea rooms. But you seemed SO Gu
up about it when l said couldn'
, come up that l hustled up there, an
then you weren't there"
Bob !" Jane was out of her chat
and around at his side in a moment
, Bob, listen to me. ! had lunch dow
at your grubby little Italian place
. Mother and thought we'd come dow
, and surprise you-and then you wer
not there-and l thought
. "What did you think, Jane?"
"Oh, | don't know what | thought
But l think you're the most wonder
full man alivew