The Ely miner. [volume] (Ely, Minn.) 1895-1986, 1919-07-11

ton of Toms temper: his coarse
streak. the Gingg fiber, her own mother
called it. Tom was rough. but she
loved him. Why was 1t she was sure
that Gerty did not love her husband?
Yet there was the distrust, as fixed
and as unjust perhaps as the suspicion
Of Gerty's little mysteries.
She said aloud: "This is your last
day. My week begins tomorrow"
Mrs. Hardin adjusted precise nap
kin before she spoke.
~ think / will keep the reins for a
month this time." Her words were re-
Elective, as though the thought were
new. II get my hand in just as stop.
! will be running out for my visit in
few weeks. 1t will be only fair for me
to do it as long as can"
Again the girl had sense of subtle
ty. Whenever Gerry put on that air OF
childish confidential elaboration. she
hunted for the plot. This was not far
to seek. Her sister-in-law was passing
out the hot season to her.
tits all ready" Gerty's glance was
winging, birdlike. over the table. Moth
ing had been forgotten. She gave a
little sigh of elastic satisfaction. Har-
din misinterpreted it.
II ought to be able to keep serv-
ant for her." It was like him to have
forgotten the Lawrence days; he was
never free of the sense of obligation to
tbo dainty, l;ttlo xyoy,,on x,hn Woe horY,
he felt, for the purple. There was
nothing too good for Gerty. He felt
her unspoken disappointments; her
deprivations. "Of course, she can have
no respect for me. I'm failure"
Doesn't this give you an appetizer
demanded Innes heartily. "And I'm
to be lady for three more weeks"
The remark was thoughtless. A bright
flush spread over Gerty's face. She
caught an allusiou to her origin.
Innes saw the blush and remem-
bered the boarding house. She could
think Of nothing to say. The three
relatives sat down to that most uncom-
Portable travesty, social meal where
sociability Is lacking. Innes said it
had been a pleasant morning. Gerty
thought it had been hot. And then
there was silence again.
Innes began to tell them Of her Tue
son visit, when Gerty laid down her
fork. 'T've meant to ask you hun
dred times. Did you attend to my
commission In Los Angeles?'
81 forgot to tell you. I raked the
town, really did, Gerty." For there
was a cloud on Gerty's pretty brow. II
could have got you the other kind. but
you said you did not want it."
II should think not" The childish
chin was lifted. ''Those complicated
things are always getting out Of order.
Besides, If I had an adjustable form,
everybody'd be borrowing it."
"What are you talking about7" de-
manded Tom, waking up. who'd bor-
row your what, Gert?"
"Please don't call me Cert, Tom"
besought his wife plaintively. "A fig
ure. wanted lines to try to get one
for me in Los Angeles"
1 ulu Try, began lnneS.
"YOurs is good enough for anyone.
Why should you ger anotherY He
was openly admiring the ample bust
swelling under the pink Bingham.
"Don't, Tom"
Innes tried to explain the sincerity
of her search. She had visited every
store (which might be suspected Of
having figure" She could not bring
a smile to her sisters face. "There
was none your size. They offered to
order one from Chicago. They have to
be made to order, If they are special
sizes. You are not stock size, did you
know that?"
81 should think not" cried Gerry,
bridling. 'My waist is absurdly small
for the size of my hips and shoulders"
Innes wondered if it would be safe
to agree with her.
when will it be here?"
you'll be disappointed" lines
found herself stammering. "But not