The Bismarck tribune., 1919-04-10
THE THOROUGHBRED.

Alfred Blair. a man of whom every
one spoke well, self-made. steady and
Industrious, was contracting engi
neer who specialized in grain ,eleva-
tors, factories, and certain other
forms OF warehouses;, factories and
markets. His wife. Celia, was fond
Of the refin,ements Of life, and, on.
the surface, somewhat aloof in her
manner toward her husband although
she wasadeeply in love with him. She
hated to be ruffled but was finding
certain impulses of her own undermin.
ing her serenity. Jealousy was one of
them. The stor.. opens with de-
scription of a scene at one of their
parties in which both husband and
wife are on the verge of serious mis-
understanding.
SYNOPSIS OF End 1NSTALLAIENT
OF STORY. i ,Ej.s
A crisis has come in his business
affairs and Fred disclOSes the fact to
Celia in SO laundering way that
she infers that he expects she viii
want to get divorce on some pre-.
text that he might offer. She is great
ly insulted.
SYNOPSIS III.
After an understanding as to their
financial standing had been arrived
at, Celia Blair insisted upon moving
into a remote quarter of the city. She
asked TO be allowed to make deal
of selling their home to former
friends, the Golfers. She wanted to
put matters before them so that they
would not follow her up, or if they
did, would pretend they did not know
about their misfortunes.
"Oh, we don't know where. Disap-
pear somewhere for good long while
"a year, maybe And--this is why
I'm telling you about tive want you
to take our house You really are
looking for one, aren't you? Well, then
come out to-day and look atsthis with
that idea. About noon? Oh. then you
will stop for lunch. Thatll be fine.
Just the two Of u.s.
She could make her voice sound all
right, anyhow, that was one comfort
She was sure from the way Ruth talk
ed she had suspected nothing over the
phone But whether the resources
Of her toilet-table we're going to prove
sufficient to obliterate from her face
the traces of last nights and this
mornings tempests. she wasn't so sure.
She went to work. deliberately and
methodically, to produce this result.
All the while she nursed her wrath
against her husband, rs one nurses 4
dying fire. 1t was her one defense
against him--the one thing that would
enable her to see the day through. II
ever she got to feeling sorry for him,
to thinking about that hagard look she
seen in his face last night, she knew
she was lost Shed carried her
jewel-box. still in it's cumbersome wrap
per. to her rooom, and whenever neces-
sary. she glanced at it. 1t always
worked s
Half an hour before Ruth's expected
arrival the cook brought in word that
man was at the kitchen door ask
ing permission to do any sort Of odd
job for meal. II was q commOn sort
OF occurrence. Bpt today It stabbed
her with an almost intolerable pang
the Thought that her husband was to-
day. at this very moment, perhaps,
doing the same thing, knocked at
strange inhOspitable doors. asking for
work S.s gs5ss Il slss1.s' n
Anger flared up akain, though and
saved her. 1t wasn't her fault, was It,.
that he had assumed thAt her interest
m him was wholly mercenary, and
had gone on keeping her IN, ignorance
OF the true state Of affaifs until it had
come to this? It wassnot. So, though
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