Grand Forks herald. [volume] (Grand Forks, N.D.) 1916-1955, 1921-04-05

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"e su,irr ar row or ride to her, 70
- rer delicious companionship
"a ..sssurance out of the storm!
NV had she known that GREG W.
81 near no elements that eYer' raseu
could have held her
Hu+ Of course, she was
,.r.elf presently, Greg had never
hean :, Quaker Bridge, he had no
s.son to suppose her in actual Dan.
-: indeed. perhaps the danger han
alxays been more tnt,-
real. II his hosts had been msLey
bored by the weather, mereIv oIivse
10 cards, how should he be arH1su
.Did the Valentines kno" nnAs
tide we were having in Quake
Bridget" she asked, after a WILLIE
"Never dreamed it; didn't knoM
we'd been cut of until II " -
over" That was eass1rinE a. -
"And, you see, l couldn't say m .e
about our plans. Alice Valentines
~ vol, Of course, but she's anything
Int a ward vide. She wouldn't nave
4 ood--no that IL matters,
II was easier not! She was sweet TO
pon at the wedding, and she'll s Us
TO dinner. and you two viii get aong
r,endily. But she's not as-ha6 -
George"
you mean, she doesn't like ths~
divorce part Of it,"
.or words to that effect the doc
tor answered comfortably. of
course, she'd never have said q WORD
But they are sort Of simple m old
fashioned. Gorge Observation-Disclosures
all I care about. Do you see?'
II see" she answered slowly. But
when he spoke again the sunshine
came back to her heart; he had
planned this. he had planned that ne
had wired E1inor. the power boat
was ready. She was a woman a1ter
all. and young, and the bright hours
of shopping, Of being admied ana
envied. and, above all. of being 80
opening before her. What woman IN,
the world had more than she. what
woman indeed. she asked herself, az
he turned toward her his keen, srnil-f
ing look of solicitude and Devotion.
had one-tenth as much?
Later on, in that same day, there
was another tiny shadow. Rachael
however, had f~oreseen this moment,
and met it bravely.
"How's your mother, Gregg" she
asked suddenly.
Zine" he answered, and with q
swift smile for her he added, and
%furious!"
"No-is she really furious?" Ra-
! chael asked, palings
/ Nov. my dearest heart Warren
Gregory said with. an air of authori-
ty that she found strangely thrilling
and sweet, from this moment on
make up your mind that what my
~nnd ponfhop hrpr onH ca x.e sc nhSn.
lutel. unimportant to o and me!
She has lived her life. she is old. and
sick. and unreasonable, and whatever
we did wouldn't please hire, and what
ever anyone does. doesn't satisfy her
anyway. In forty years--in less than
that, as far as I'm concerned-you
and Ill be just as bad. My mother
acted like a. martyr on the steamer:
she was about as gay with her old
friends in London as o OF I'd be at
a funeral; she had an air of lofty en-
durance and forbearance all the way.
and. as I said to Margaret Clay in
Paris. the only time I really thought
she was enjoying herself was when
and for a day or two there we really
thought she was going to have pneu-
monia.!!"
Rachael's delightful laugh rang out
spontaneously from utter relief Of
heart.
"Oh. Greg. you're delicious! Tell
me about old Lady rockingham, is
she difficult. too? And how's pretty
Massic Clay?"
Now, if we're married tomorrow"
the doctor went on. too much absorb
ed in his topic to be lightly distract.
ed. But do you hear me. Ma'am?
How does it sound?"
LIT sounds delicious! Go.ou!" :
"1f we're married tomorrow, I'say
it would be today just as we'll, but
I suppose YOU girls have to buy
clothes. and have your hands mani
cured, and so OH