Grand Forks herald. [volume] (Grand Forks, N.D.) 1916-1955, 1919-08-09

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Mrs. Adriance had died twenty years
before Tony's majority.
But It was not curiosity, rather an
odd, family hickering hope that light
ed the younger mans yes as he en-
Stered the room and returned his Ia
theirs nod of greeting. The two were
not unlike, at a first glance; definitely
good features eyes SO dark that they
were frequently mistaken for black
made the most Of their moderate
height these they had in common.
The great difference between them
was In expression; the difference be-
tween untempered and tempered
metal. No would ever have nick
named the elder Anthony "Tony." :.
Il shall be- glad to dine with you,"
the younger Anthony opened, at once.
III go change, and be back. Were
you going to try the new Trot to-
night think you said so?"
mo. I had an hour this after
noon." Mr.. Adriance stated. picking
it in his fingers. He had a habit Of
playing with small articles at times
TO distract his listeners attention
rather than his own, said those who
knew him we'll. Neither 10 his son
nor to himself did it occur as incon-
gruous that he should discuss a les
son in dancing with the matter-of-
fact decision that made his speech
cold and sharp as the crackle of a
step on a frost-bound road. "It is not
SO dihicult as the tango, though more
to dine. tonight? At the Master
sons"
Tony Adriance colored a slow, pain
full red that burned over face and
neck like a flame scar
Fred asked me-" he made difficult
work of thereby. Il couldn't get out
OF 1t very well, but I am glad of an
excuse to stay away. 1t is early
enough to 'phone."
Mr.. Adriance turned the pen
around.
III Masterson was to be there, you
might safely have gone" he pro-
nounced.
Exactly. Dining with Mrs. Mas
terson will no longer do. Am I
speaking to a full-grown man or a
boy? If Mrs. Masterson chooses to
get-a divorce, and you afterward
marry her, very good. It Is done;
divorce is accepted among us. But
there must be no gossip concerning
the lady"
There is no cause for any re-
torted the other, but the defense
lacked fire. He looked suddenly bag
gard, and the shamed red scorched
NO. She is very clever" He laid
down the pen and took UP a book.
Il was c%autioning you. Will you hur-
ry- your dressing a little? have an
early engagement downtown this
evening""
The dry retort was not resented.
h younger man did not retreat, al
though way was shown to him. Since
the subject had been dragged into the
open ground of speech, he had more
to say, with whatever reluctance.
You don't seem to consider Fred"
he finally said.
why should II" Mr.. Adriance
looked up perfunctorily. "Masterson
is nothing to me. You have moi con-
sidered him."
II have! At least. I. tried to stop
this-after l understood. I never
meant"
There was a pause, during which
Adriance turned a page. The
sentence was not completed. but Tony
Adriance fingered as If in expectation
of some reply to it; an expectation
half eager, half defiant. No reply was
made; finally it became evident there
was to be M
II thought you might object" He
forced a laugh with the aVoWal, but
his eyes denied the lightness. "Par-
ents do in books and plays, you know.
/ thought you might tell me-
Oh, we'll, to pull out of this and bring
home a woman of my own instead Of
some other mans woman. 1t isn't
very pretty"
Mr.. Adriance looked up with a GER
tain curiosity.
you have a sentimental streak,
Tony? never suspected it. Why
I object to an affair so suit
able? You. have been following Mrs.
about for a year; she is al
together charming and will make a
good hostess here-a great lack in our
I admire her myself,
more than any debutante 1 ever saw.
am very we'll satisfied. Suppose you
had brought home some milkmaid
rugs and defer to the seryants?, No,
no; manage this properly, that is ali
my advice. Meanwhile, do you know
it is after seven o'clock? Unless you
hurry
"oh, I'll hurry" was the dry prom
Use. And I am much obliged for the
But I fancy a good many Of
US may defer to the milkmaids, after
are dead"
He swung the door. shut with I'M
necessary force, as he went out. While
he climbed the broad. darkly- lustrous
stairs, he was aware that his father
was turning another page Of the
book; and as a pendant to that pic
ture had a mental glimpse of Lucille
lovely, perfect in every
line of costume and tint OF color, watt
Ing for q man who was not herr III
band. What would the girl in black
think Of that, he wondered? Yet