The Oakley herald. [volume] (Oakley, Idaho) 1908-1961, 1921-05-20
COPYRIGHT 10 20
IRVING BAcAELLER
ILLUSTRATIONS BY IRWIN rIYERS. IN
CHAPTER sEvEN-cOntinued.

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"My God % she exclaimed. "What
nasty liar you are y
II was not ladylike but at that
moment the lady was temporarily
absent
Mother. Pm glad you say that
the girl answered still very calmly,
although her fingers trembled little
as she felt the viOlets, and her voice
was not quite steady ut shows that
| am not so stupid at home as | am
at school,"
The girl rose and threw down the
violets and her mild and listless man.
ner. A look of defiance filled her
face and her figure. Mrs. Bling arose,
her eyes aglow with anger.
'Td like to know what you mean,'
she said under her breath.
81 mean that if am liar, you
taught me how to be II. Ever since
was knee-high. you have been teach
Ing me to deceive my father. l am
not going to do 1t any longer. l am
going to find my father and tell him
the truth. / shall not wait another
minute. He will give me better adj
vice than you have given. l hope"
The words had fallen rapidly from
her lips and, as the last one was
spoken, she hurried out of the room.
Mrs. Bing threw herself on the couch
where she lay with certain bitter
memories, until the new maid came
TO tell her that it was time to dress.
She was like one reminded of NOR
tality after coming out of ether.
"Oh. Lord !" she murmured YEARLY.
81 feel like going to bed How can
live through that dinner? Please
bring me some brandy"
Phyllis learned that her father was
at his office, whittier she proceeded
without a moments delay. She sent
in word that she must see him alone
and as soon as possible. He dismissed
the men with whom he had been talk
ing and invited her into his private
office.
"Well, girl, I guess 1 know what is
on your mind" he said. $50 ahead"
Phyllis began to cry.
"All right You do the crying
and I'll do the talking" he went on.
II feel like doing the crying myself,
but If you want the job, I'll resign
it to you. Perhaps you can do enough
of that for both of us. began to
smell a rat the other day. So 1 sent
for Gordon King. He came this morn
ing. 1 had a long talk with him. He
told me the truth. Why didn't you tell
me? What's the good of having father
unless you use him at times when
his counsel is likely to be worth hav-
ing? L would have made a good
father, If 1 had had half chance. l
should like to have been your friend
and confidant I'm this important en-
terprise. 1 should have been a help
to you. But, somehow. couldn't get
on the board of directors. You and
your mother have been running the
plant all by yourselves and l guess
its pretty near bankrupt. Now, my
girl, there's no use crying over split
tears. Gordon King is not the man
of my choice, but we must all take
hold and try to build him up. Per-
81 do not love him." Phyllis Sob
bed.
You married him because you
wanted to. You were not coercedT'
mo, sir"
I'm sorry, but you'll have to take
your share of the crow with the rest
of u.s." he went on, with a note of |
sternness in his tone. my girl, when
1 make a contract live up to it |
and l intend that you shall do the |
same. You'll have to learn to love |
and cherish this fellow, If he makes
it possible. You and your mother |
believe in woman's rights. l don't |
object to that, but you mustn't think
that you have. the right to break your
agreements unless there's a good rea-
son for it. My girl, the marriage con-
tract Is the most binding and sacred |
of all contracts. l want you to do |
your best to make this one a success"
There was the tinkle of the tele-
phone bell. Mr.. Bing put the re- !
ceiver to his ear and spoke into the
instrument as follows:
Eyes, she's hereI l knew all the
facts before she told me. Mr.. De-
lane? He's on his way back to New
York. Left on the six-ten. Charged
me to present his regrets and fare
wells to you and Phyllis. l thought
1t best for him to know and to go.
Yes, we're coming right home to dress.
Mr.. King will take Ar. Delane's place
at the table. Wen make a clean
breast of the whole business. Brace
up and eat your crow with a smiling
lace. I'll make a little speech and
present Mr.. and Mrs. King to our
friends at tie end Of it. Oh. now,
.ut out the sobbing and leave this I'M
finished business to me and don't
worry. Well be home in three min
ates."