The Garland City globe. (Garland, Utah) 191?-1925, 1919-03-15
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besought his wife plaintively. "A fig
ure. | wanted lines to try to get one
for me in Los Angeles"
81 did tiy," began lines.
yours Is good enough for anyone.
| why should you get anotherr He
Twas openly admrlng the ample bust
| swelling under the pink Bingham.
Don't, Tom"
| lines tried to explain the sincerity
| Of her search. She had visited every
store (which might be suspected Of
having a figure" She could not bring
n smile to her sisters face. "There
was none your size. They offered to
order one from Chicago. They have to
be made to order, IL they are special
sizes. You are not stock size, did you
know thnt"
| 81 should think not" cried Gerty.
brdllng. my waist Is absurdly small
for the size of my hips and shoulders"
| lines wondered IL IL would be safe
to agree with her.
"when will II be here7"
you'll be disappointed" lines
found herself stammering. "But not
for six weeks. did not know whether
TO order Il or not"
"And in Los Angeles with my sum-
mer sewing all done What good will
Il do me thenT The pretty eyes
looked ready for childish tears.
II know. That is, didn't know
what to do" apologlzed lines Hardin.
~ decided to order II as I'd found the
place. and was right there, but made
sure that could countermand the or
der by telegram. SO / can this very
afternoon. knew you would be dis
appointed. was sorry"
"rll need It next winter" admitted
Gerty, helping herself to some Of the
chilled tomatoes. 'Tm sure I'm much
obliged to you. hope II did not put
you TO much trouble"
The. words raised the wall of for
mallty again. Innes bent over her
plate.
what made you change your plans?"
suddenly demanded his wife of Hardin.
"When Sam came In with your bag. he
surprised me 3d."
MY boss kept me-" Hardln's face
Illpked coarse, roughened by his ugly
passion. Richard. your old friend.
He served a subpoena on me at the
station"
"oh," cried Gerty. "Surely, he did
not do that. Tomw
"Sure he did" Hardln's face was
black with his evil mood. "Pm only an
underling. n dlsgraced underling. He's
my boss. He's going to make me re-
member It,"
"You mustn't say such things" pout-
ed his wife. ''If 1t does not hurt you.
IL you do not care, think how I must
feel"
"oh, rotp exclaimed Hardin. The
veneer was rubbed down to the rough
wood. lines saw the coarseness her
mother had complained of. the Gingg
fiber.
~ suppose you think like to take
orders. to jump at the snap Of the
whip?" He was deliberately beating
up his anger into froth. "Oh, sure.
do. That's Hardin, through and
through"
Again the angry blood flooded his
wife's cheeks. He. too. was throwing
the boarding house at her.
"You md 1t yourself" Gerty with
difficulty was Withholding the angry
tears. ~ told you how It would be
You would do It."
"0h. hell" cried Tom, pushing bach
his plate.
His sister looked drearily out the
wire-screened door. Her view was Q
dusty street. Hardin got up. scraplnl
his chair over the board floor.
"And to keep 1t from me-" persisted
the wife. "To let me ask him to din
ner-"
"Does that dismal farce have to 81
ohY demanded Hardin. turning bacl
to the table. "Youll have to have 4
without me, then. I'll not stay ant
make fool Of myself. Ask him t.
dinner. Mel I'll see myself"
Innes wished she was In the neigh
boring tent. Tom was flashing himself
into coarse fury.
To her dismay. Gerty burst Int
tears. 1t was killing her, the disgrace
she cried. She couldn't endure II. Sh'
couldn't stand 1t there; she had no
the courage 10 go to Los Angeles
where her friends would pity her. i
was crushing her. She was not Har
DIM she was sensitive; she could no
Justify everything Hardin did al
right. no matter what the consequences
The pretty eyes obscured, she rushed,
streaming Niobe. from the room.
The brother and sister avoided eacl
others eyes. Innes rose and cleared
the table of the dishes. she made |
loud noise with the running water II
the shed. racketing the pans to drown
the insistence of Gerty's sobbing.
She kept listening for Toms step
She wanted to go with him when h
left; he must not reach the office II
the blackness of that mood. Sh
wished he would not betray his feel
ings; yet she knew II was not he VIII,
was to blame.
When she heard the screen doc
slam, she flashed out the back way.
"Going?" she called after him. "Wai
-Ffor nre..'- She dasned INTO her tent 10
her hat. She had to run to catch VI