Evening star., 1921-11-29
It Takes One to Make Quarrel,
But Two to Make Up.

TINE room in which John and
Merriam Lindsay had their
first serious quarrel was the
superb hexagon- shaped guest
room in the Blaisdells' summer home.
Rose-shaded sidelights. gorgeous
old Chinese -Chippendale furniture.
made wonderful setting for Merry
beauty as she leaned against an
iyory-painted door, finger on lip, mo-
tioning to the maid who had just nm
tished unpacking their bags.
If the maid had heard Johns angry
answer to Mcrriam's gay question as
to how he had enjoyed the evening.
she gave no sign. Merriam dismissed
her pleasantly.
Hands on hips, her impromptu
Spanish dress giving her melodra-
matte air. from sheer good humor'
"Was him cross because all the 9TH
er little boys danced with his best
girl?"
"Tm naturally annoyed" John be-
gan with much dignity. He was very
young and very unhappy! "Oh. why
don't YOU take off those idiotic ear
rings." he snapped out petulantly.
grant" i :.
Merry dumped the improviseds head :
gear and jewelry to o-the nearest ta-
Bile. She wasn't angry yet. Just
faring thing that she understood ex-
actly how John felt. But she was
tired and excited and IL wasn't
strange that presently she stamped
her foot.
"Dog in the manger. Stop bark
serious. She half expected he would
laugh and take her in his arms, as he
usually did when she stamped her
foot. Ordinarily John adored Mer-
riam in a temper. But ordinarily he
I'm not" he retorted hotiy. "And
I've endured about enough of this.
You dragged me to this place.
didn't want to come-and you waltzed
eff. leaving me to listen to lot of old
They're notw cried Merry IF you
stopped to think you wouldn't say
such dreadful things. S-snobs are
folks who pretend to be lots grander
than they are and-and-the Blais-
dells never s,p pretend sI anything: They're
manly of you to criticise your host
I'm ashamed of YOU"
Il know you are"
II don't mean I'm ashamed Of you.
I mean I'm ashamed of the way you
behaved"
"I've been behaving with much
more decorum than you have
Merriam was staring at him in
absolute amazement. She had never
seen her placid John in real tenn
per before. Manlike. quarrel or no
quarrel, it was bedtime and he was
going to bed. He unlaced his shoes
and flung them away! He tumbled
brushes and razor cases from his kit
bag. Toothbrush In hand, he strode
toward the bathroom, banging a door
behind him, quite the angriest young
husband who ever decided he'd show
his wife what was what. ~
AS for Merry, she was wondering
how much longer she could keep
back her tears. She hoped until the
lights were out. She really did not
cry until she undressed and cuddled
After = long time she sobbed aloud.
at w-wouldn't be so-b-bad If you
hadn't been such beast all the way
h-here-I forgave you that, all my
self. without you're saying sorry.
S-say sorry now"
silence from. the other bed
II don't mind our being p-poor at
all: Butt can't stand 1t for us to be
grouches. We've can be h-hap-
py-
She waited for what seemed ages.
Surely John would soon say he was
sorry and kiss her goodnight! They
always made up their little spats be-
fore they went to sleep. And this
wasn't so very much worse than
little scraps! Besides, Merriam her.
self hadn't been really and truly an
gray even yet. Just hurt and tun-
happy.
She decided she must make up with
him, even If she wasn't guilty.
I'm sorry II you are"-she said 1t
very sweetly.
Silence.
This was Incredible, She snapped
ON a bedside lamp. Healthily mad
and healthily tired, John had gone
sound asleep.
Oh. but Merriam ragged then! She
sprang out Of bed. She wanted to-
shake him. to slap him-even to
scratch, she was SO furious with him.
She stumbled over a chair. But that
did not rouse him. On the back Of
the chair the maid had hung Mer-
Rams bathing suit. ready for a morn