Grand Forks herald. [volume] (Grand Forks, N.D.) 1916-1955, 1919-10-30
XII.

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MRS. MENDALL TELLS A SECRET.
What is it, Carl-has anything
happened to Mr.. MacAllister? Mrs.
Mendall asked, as soon as their door
had closed on them. ~.
Il don't know, Mendall replied.
Marie seems so terribly anxious"
Il don't know what the trouble is.
Marie osilyie isinot altogether easy to
But she is fascinating-rI realized
that tonight" r. II ~
"Laclasse seems to think so. She
certainly dances m~arvelously. 4 con-
fess she stirred me by her dancing.
I haven't cooled of YET"
Mendall was on his guard. Hesspoke
in h careless o n he always adopt
ed when forced to discuss Marie with
else than the riddle that called itself
Marie lOgilvie until he saw her again.
that vas habitual, but he did not want
to talk about her. He was doubtful
whether he could keep himself in
hand. He knew from G .Margaret's
manner during all the. latter part of
1.-THE evening, and the u~ndercurrent OF
alarm in her. last speech. that his
dance with Marie had aroused her
0AAAASSy IL y~S0IOuSys1 one uAQ put 10
night every woman with whom he had
ever played. He couldn't lose Marie.
He was desperately anxious that she
should not suspect.
The spacious room the Chinaman
q assigned to them was whitened
by the moonlight; the lights at the
dresstng-table were too heavily shad-
ed to overcome it, and MendaH tried
to avoid further talk by going to the
window. What a night" he said.
Mrs. Mendalln said no more. There
were things she meant to say, but
they must wait a little. Their hand
bags with their night.tclothesa and a
change for.tAe morning stood; on the
rack, and She went to them and be-
gan to unpack rapidly. She did not
disturb MendalI by even d remark
until h had taken off her gauze dress
and wrapped herself in herr kimono.
Then she-came, to his side.
y have put yous things out, dear
Have you endall returned ab-
sently don't to want to
He was wondering what Marie vas
doing: lying prone ON her bed without
even having removed her huge comb,
probably: possibly walking the floor.
as she SO often did when she was
waiting for MacAllister. Then, he
reused q little:
II didn't know this place had. such
q view."
It will be. beautiful when the trees
have grown, Mrs. Mendau answered.
The moon keeps at 1t, doesn't 1t ~
Its pale light reighed supreme still.
though preparing to- melt into the
pinky gray Of dawn. The housesstood
on 9 knoll, and their was In the
front, With q view of graveled. drive
way: slopes OF clean-cut lawn. dark
and young trees. Beyond were
stretches OF distance, markell by, an
occasional new house.. There were
only at few tall trees. sDunkirk had
originally been village, as old. al
most assthe town Of Laclasse, but the
residences streets Of the city had
reached out and enveteped It. Now 1t
was 9 part Of Laclasse. and all this
2 lay before them was MacAllia-
,sr rs ssienterprise. an addition 70 DUN
1T will he ~ beautiful place. Mrs:
Mendal repeated, and Mr. MacAl-
I Lister ~ preparing to leave IT 10
Mendalla gathered himself togeth-
er for the Gene. which seemed un-
ayeidable. He put his arm about his
WA1o UHOu40eTUs 4uOl0EeW lneE 10 nafDRS
ne had often escaped disasreeables .by
show of affection--whlchss to do him
3ustice, was rarely q prAtense. And II
was not tonight Hia feeling for his
wife. and his fever over Marie. were
two entirely. different things. IL fore
Tea TO explatn ghesWould have said That
Z mar frsadsntly lovesstwe womsna ~
the same time. a.
wen. Marie = fertunats. he said
tOhkH 81 = @aEs1Sffl- zEaHs.Ef4aEF TaE&As
-'ehs Is both fortunate and$vsfysun-
fortunate. Ma Menda1f; Macontfn0ed
1steAdtly. have devers told you al
IsknsW about Marie. Cart."H
Mc looked down on her gfaye de-
Termination eWhat do YOU mean?,
You know i told yousthe sifSt night
fShesc Ito ~ that I9MaA&certatnsabe
- Alexandsr lgAcAiiistsr's laugh