The Pensacola journal. (Pensacola, Fla.) 1898-1985, 1920-07-13

whether or not she knew of our diff
ferences.
| ooh, the gorilla with the munpsi"
Dicky gave the short, scornful, little
laugh which 1 had learned to dread
as one of the preliminaries of
scene. 81 had forgotten all about him.
And so he really arrives on Sunday,
and you expect to welcome him. How
very touching!"
Lii Speaks Plainly.
Dicky was fast working himself in
to rage. Lillian Gale evidently knew
the signs as well as 1 did, for she
hurriedly began to fasten her cloak,
which she had opened no account of
the heat of the room.
! Il really must be going" she muir
INJURED, starting for the door, but
Dicky adroitly slipped between it and
| her.
Talk about your romance, Lii, he
sneered, what do you think about
this one for a best seller?"
| "Oh, Dicky," 1 gasped, my cheeks
scarlet with humiliation at this scene
before Mrs. Underwood, of all people.
But Dicky paid no more attention to
me than if 1 had been the chair in
which 1 was sitting.
Beautiful highbrow heroine" he
went on, has fearful parting with
gallant hero more noted for his size
than his beauty. He's gone a whole
year. Heroine forgets him, marries.
another man. Now he comes back,
heroine has to meet him and break
| the news that SHE is anothers. Isn't
| it romantic?'
Lillian looked at him steadily for a
| ol.a Il
course of action. Then she sudden
ly squared her shoulders, and, ad-
vancing toward him, took him by the
shoulders and shook him slightly.
Look here, my Dicky bird she
said, and. her tones were like icicles.
II didn't want to listen to this, and
II beg your wife's pardon for being
here, but now that you've compelled
me to listen to you, you're going to
hear me for little while"
Dicky looked at her open mouthed,
exactly like a small boy being re-
proved by his mother
you're getting to be about the
limit with this temper of yours" she
began. "Of course know you were
as spoiled lad as anybody could be,
but that's no reason now that you are
man why you should kick up a
rumpus anytime something doesn't go
just to suit your royal highness."
"See here, Lii" Dicky began to
speak wrathfully.
Shut UP til I'm through talking"
she admonfshed him roughly
If I had not been so angry and
Inundated 1 could have laughed aloud
at the promptness with which Dicky
closed his mouth.
I'm going to tell you some things
for your own good. You probably
won't ever speak to me again, but /
can't help that. Do you remember
the time you threw a heavy candle
stick at that tramp you had posing
for you, and it took all the rest of us
could scrape together to pay the fell
lows hospital bills and bride him not
to have you arrested? OF course you
didn't intend it should hit him over
the eye and lay his scalp open; you
just threw the first thing that came
to your hand when you worked
yourself into a temper"
l saw Dicky steal a shame-faced
glance at me. I knew he was think
ing Of the night he had thrown cut
glass vase of mine to the floor and
shattered it because he was in rage.
Dieky's Humble Apology.
you never gave me or the boys
taste of your RACES simply because
you knew we wouldn't stand for them.
I'll wager you anything you like that
Mrs. Graham never knew of your
temper until after you had married
her. But now that you're safely mar
ried you think you can say anything
you like. Men are all like that"
She spoke YEARLY, contemptuously, |
as If a sudden disagreeable memory !
had come to her. She dropped her
hands from his shoulders.
"Of course, I've no right to butt in |
like this she said, as If recalled to |
herself. Il beg pardon of both of you. !
Goodbye" and she dashed for the |
door.
But Dicky, with one of his quick /
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