The Logan Republican. [volume] (Logan, Utah) 1902-1924, 1919-02-25
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81 believe that IL you marry Clay
winburn you'll be unhappy. He can't
give you a home. He can't buy yau
clothes. He can't support you"
THAT'S not his fault, just now
with the hard times and the war.
Please let's go home"
ITO my homer
That lnsolence was too appalling to
answer, or even to gasp at, or protest
against. 1t stunned her. He took ad-
lantage OF ner daze to explain. hur
riedly:
V You're not going to be one Of those
SHY, oid-fashioned idiot girls that a
man can't talk to earnestly and frank.
ly, are you nowl OF course you're
not. You're not one of those poor
things whose virtue consists in being
insulted every time anyone appeals to
their intelligence, are you? No, you're
fine brave soul, and you want to
know the truth about truth, and so do
L.
I'm a decent enough fellow at
heart. / want to do the right thing
and live squarely as well as the next
fellow. I've got q sense of honor, too,
of sort, and take life pretty seri.
ously.
II tell you, the world is all turned
topsy-turvy the last few years. The
old rules don't rule. They never did,
but people pretended to believe in 'em.
Now we're not so afraid of the truth
in science or history or religion or
anything We want to know the truth
and live by 1t.
"What they used to call the de-
cent thing we call indecent. You said
yourself that marriage without love
was horrible. And II is; it's all quar-
rel and nagging and deceit. If people
are faithful to each other morally
they seem to quarrel all the more.
Long ago / vow I'd I'd never marry,
and don't intend to. don't want to
marry you. But want your life"
"Mr. Duanel Really, this Is out
rageous."
mo, It isn'tl Hush and listen,
honey-Miss Observation-Disclosures
you'll let me call you. told you !
was stark, starving, crazy mad about
you. When think of you looking for
work, living in that awful spare room
of those awful Chivvises-when !
think of you going from place to place
at the mercy of such men as you're
sure to meet-when I think Of you
waiting for poor Wimburn to get out
of the poorhouse, 1 want to grab you
In my arms and run away with you.
1t breaks my heart to see you in dis
tress and anxiety; for / want you to
have everything beautiful and cheer,
full In the world. And can get 1t all
for you. Let mel Let me love you
and try to make you happy. won't
your"
He had crowded nearer and he held
her fast against the door of the car.
His right hand chung to hers; his
left slid down to her waist. He drew
her toward him, staring up beseech-
4. ingly. He laid his cheek against her
left side like child, the big man
pleading to the little woman for
mercy.
She felt sorry for him and for her
self. She regretted that cruelty was
her one unmistakable duty. She had
no right to be kind, and charity would
be a sin. She wrung her hands free
from his with slow persuasion and
shook her head pityingly.
He accepted the decision with nod
but before she could escape from his
arm she felt that he pressed his lips
against her just above her heart. II
was as If he had softly driven a nail
into it. Tears famed to her eyelids
and fell on his hands as he carried
them to his bent brow. He crossed
them on the wheel and hid his face In
them, groaning.
Daphne! Daphnep
She was more afraid of him now
than eve.. All the splendors he could