Omaha daily bee. (Omaha [Neb.]) 187?-1922, 1919-02-20
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throat and the long, graceful fingers
closed over her fan.
What a woman she isl" he
thought; but recalled to gloomy
thoughts, he said
| Whose fault is it? Ours?"
She nodded, and, to meet the new
interest in his eyes, offered her pro-
file, extending her graceful arms
with a slow release of the fan,
which laid the nodding white plumes
against the warm Spanish tints OF
her throat.
SO, Amy has been talking to
you" he said abruptly. DO you
blame me?"
She turned, kindness in her eyes.
If there was one thing she adored,
it was for othef women's husbands
to spread their condolences before
her.
"Of course l DON'T Il derstand
things she can't" There was no
malice in her nature, and, on account
! of her instinct of ccquetty, she was
surer and more dangerous. Your
wife is very young, Andrew"
That is true" he said gravely.
She laid her hand lightly on his
arm, a passing topch. I'm sorry,
Andrew"
"She can understand" he thought
bitterly. He looked down on the roll
licking pagans below, who laughed,
danced, and made merry about his
brilliant wife, and troubled them
selves not at all about him in his is
olation. -.. Il
There's one thing I must say"
she said, for the look of pain on his
forehead stirred a genuine sympathy
You give too much importance to
a boy like Tody Dawson He is
harmless"
Harmless? is. hef" he took up
moodily. "Oh, in sense, yes. In
another, no. It's his kind that have
surrounded her, that have corrupted
her, It's this empty pleasure-seek-
ing life, restless, always en- the-go,
always wanting to be amused in
some new way. It's he habits of ex-
element such young cubs give wom-
en-that starts all the haim!"
Yes; what you say is true" she
said grayely, and sheN was so i'm
pressed that she nodded twice. n
It's not a question Of him." he
said hastily. ITS a question of my
dignity; and a mans sense of his
own dignity is something he holds
tor
You must make her understand"
she said gently. I
He shrugged his shoulders. Il
That's only a little of i'll" Then |
he looked at her, moved to conf |
dences. "It's queer, but it was Just |
the accident of our visit to Chiffon
changed my life"
How so?"
1T did. he repeated, nodding his
head. 1T showed me what money
could do. 1t was a revelation. | want
ed what you had" He stopped,
crowned, and, for a moment, plunged
into the past.
Don't say anything-if it is
hard" she said, as he remained
silent. -.
4 admired you" he said, as
though he had not heard her. "Your
taste, the quiet, the real elegance of
your home, the order in the house
hold, the way your children were
brought UP. / wanted home Xix
yours, | wanted her to lie like you"
She was immensely lattered, for
she adored to be told that she was
a good housekeeper, and a perfect
She was so grateful that he
appreciated these qualities that, in
he genuine liking she felt for him,
she determined to try and help him.
do you realize how young She
IS" she asked. rs Mt this little
your fault, too? You needed a wom-
IN to understand you and help you,
md you chose a child"
a good deal my fault-yes," he
said loyalty. NJ know nothing about.
women. I've never had the time to
study them, A cleverer man. | sup
bose, wouldn't have made the mis-
axe I've made. Now tho mischief's
lone"
rare you sure"
He nodded.
She's out of my hand now. Oh,
veil 60 on-other marriages go on.
But" He shrugged his shoulders