Omaha daily bee., 1920-10-30
Holding a Husband
Adele darrison's New Phase OF
Revelations of a Wife
lhe Way Dicky First Greeted
MadHe.

- ~y Snse StCetSO
Madge.
| echoed Mother Grahan,'s words
mentally, though l did not as
sent vocally to her statement that
knew show idio,ic Richard can be-"
l know too we'll now Dicky could
mask any real purpose Of his under
euch a mass Of badinage that one
Asspaired of discovering what was
really in his mind.
hat any attempt of mine to find
axt for his mother what he meant
Z by his sudden rush of letters to New
York real estate firms would be ut
terly futile | also realized, but I
,ould not tell her so. With the idea
q gaining time to best phrase my
answer to her demand that | take
Richard in hand" looked down at
Junior in nay arms, then, in turn. al
his grandmother
He's asleep" whispered will
YOU please turn down the covers of
his crib? Well talk after l put him
down"
Wait till | take off his little
shoes" she said, with the curious
little propensity she has. never to do
exactly the thing asked of her. but
10 modify it in some way.
Mother Graham Insists.
"Of course" | agreed. and in an
other two minutes Junior was safe in
Lis crib in his grandmother's room,
and we were back in the living
room.
Richards in your sleeping porch
room now," she said, looking at me
cxpectantly. why don't you 20
right in and tackle him about this
thing?"
Why. motherr' spared. Surely
he wouldn't tell me right after he
, Lad refused you. If he were going
10 let any one know what he was do
ing you would be the first"
Don't hand me any of that
palaver." she said, caustically. 1T
doesn't fool me, and doesn't get you
anywhere. Just .rot right along and
do what I tell you'
chuck,ed appreciatively.
That was as picky would say, a
EIr coarse l. admitted.
She grii<fd reluctantly.
You'll have 10 get up earlier in
2 Tie morning. my girl" she said
dryly. Nov. what is it," as /
dropped into chair.
Look here, mother" I argued.
Don't YOU know it would be the
height of folly for me to ask Dicky
about this thing within five minutes
of the time you've been talking to
him about it? I'll talk to him if
you say so. of course, butt do
think I'd better wait until he gets
out Of the ridiculous mood you say
he's in"
She considered minute, her fin,
gers pressed against her forehead
II presume you're right" she said.
But don't delay it long. | shall
expect you to find out all about it
by this afternoon"
What Madge Planned,
She swept out Of the room with
the air of having delivered an ulti-
matum. which, indeed, reflected
she had. But how ! was to secure
the knowledge she wished. l had no
means of knowing. even though my
vanity was gratified by the uncon-
scious tribute she had paid my in
fluence over Dicky. She had vir..
tually admitted that it was greater
than her own--a rare acknowledge
ment for her.
There was one thing certain in
my mind. would not go to Dicky
first and begin any conversation. He
had chosen last night to wrap him
self in mantle of gloomy silence.
disdaining the one or two tentative
efforts made at even conventional
speech. But | had a gleeful little
premonition that he would soon
come to me with the ostentationsly
careless air he assumes when he
wishes to make amends for his rude
ness. and yet is too stubborn to
proffer regular apology.
had no special reason for think
ing this. save for the report his
mother had brought me of his abb
surdly gay mood. When he is in
one of those. it is not in Dicky's
nature to hold rancor against any
one.
No matter how angry | am at
Dicky, l am always thrilled. abb
surdly excited. by the prospect of
the patching up of quarrel with
him. i busted myself in the living
room for a minute or two, then ran
into my fathers empty room-he
was out for one of his interminable
walk&-primped hit before his mir
ror-then went out into Mrs. Lux
ens's garden to pluck some of the
daffodils she had given me permis-
sion to gather.
With them and few sprigs of the
long-leafed pine Haunting their won
dcrful waxy purple berry-like bios
SONS, went back into the living
room. Taking a brown earthen bowl
which Mrs. Lukens's good taste had
provided for flowers, l arranged
them to my own satisfaction, and
;. also to Dicky's. if his smile was
any ciiterion, as he strobe through
!, the door and looked at them.
Pretty nifty, old dearr he said,
with as casual friendliness as if we
had parted on the best of terms.
But suppose you put on your hat
and come out with me? l want to
set at the bottom of this business
about Rita Brown"
Continued Monday.)
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