The Morning Tulsa daily world. [volume] (Tulsa, Okla.) 1919-1927, 1920-07-24
Bob Meets Marion Riggs

CHAPTER LXXVII.
The next night when Bob came
home l reminded him that we were
engaged for the Baldwtns to play
bridge.
II know itr he Answered, but
wish we weren't. I'm in no mood
for bridge"
but / promised" / replied, al
most hoping he would insist upon
remaining at home with me.
"Oh, we'n have to go all right.
say to Marion Riggs that time she
lunched with you ana Eisie2'
What did 1 say? l haven't the
slightest idea. Why7"
"Oh. 1 met her in the street to-
day. and she was so cool, so diff
ferent from her usual self that l
stopped and asked her the reason.
l feared she might have become
dissa atisfied with the house sold
her, or something of that sort"
And
"She told me that you begged
her not to read her manuscript"
he interrupted. that you said be-
came foolishly interested and that
you were not willing / should take
the time from you to go to her.
That you said the only place for me.
or any other married man was at
home with his wife. And that OF
| course after you expressed yourself
in that manner she couldn't receive
me-
We'll. isn't it truo?"
But what must she think OF you
and me? She will imagine you
Jealous, and philanderer. Nice
position."
she will imagine no such thing.
I took special pains to tell her that
was not Jealous. that l knew you
cared too much for me to do any
thing of which / disapproved. But
| also informed her that | did not
care for that silly Bohemian crowd
you used to affect, and that should
accept no invitations from them and
didn't wish you to-"
80 that was the reason she sent
me the message she did"
IL suppose So"
You manage 20 place me in
very embarrassing situations, Mar
garet. have made an appoint
ment TO go down to Miss RIGGS
| place a week from tonight She
also extended the invitation to you
| although l told her you would not
accept"
Indeed shall mott and she is a
bold woman to ask you"
II was time to go to the Bald
wins so we could not talk longer,
But I knew ! had made Bob very
| angry. lie was not himself at all,
he acted peeved and unnatural all
| the evening.
Mr.. Baldwin and I came out way
ahead and | knew they laid his Ill
nature TO that; but | knew better.
was sure he was annoyed because
OF what | had said TO Marion Riggs
anent his visiting her.
| After the game we had delicious
supper. and before IT was over Bob
was more like himself. But on the
way home he again began talking
OF what ] had said to Miss Riggs.
how I had embarrassed him, etc, l
was almost glad when he went into
his room and closed the door.
| In the night was wakened by
fretful cries. I got up and found
| Donald burning up with fever, l
woke Bob and sent him for a doc
tor.
He's a pretty sick boy" the doc
tor said as he leaned over tho crib.
For days We watched and prayed.
For days the doctor came and went
but held out no hope. Then finally
the fever broke and our boy was
saved, Bob had scarcely left the
house Once or twice he had gone
in to attend 10 some pressing busl-
ness and had flown back on the next
train. Someway we semed nearer
together during those dreadful days
and nights than we had been since
the first OF our marriage.
when Donald was out OF danger I
said:
why can't we always be like this,
'Bob?"