The Wolf Point herald. (Wolf Point, Mont.) 1913-1940, 1921-10-27

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bitter scorn.
Il say | hope I would 7" Alix cor
rected her. Even If this is true'-sh'
added, with a glance at the lavende
letter-"still, | suppose the rule of for
giving seventy times seven times"
Cherry interrupted her with g burs
of bitter and rebellious weeping.
"Oh, my God, what shall | dol' she
sobbed, with her bright head dropped
on her arm.
Don't cry, Cherry. Cherry" Ali,
said, her own tears trimming over
She came to kneel beside her sister
and they locked their arms about eacf
other, and their wet cheeks touched
Don't cry, deari' she said, tenderly
It'll all come straight, somehow, and
Wen wonder why we TOOK it so hard
Now listen to me, Sis" as soon as
Cherry had somewhat regained her
composure. Wen ascertain about
this letter; that's only fair. If Martin
denies it"
"Of course he'll deny It'll" Cherry
interrupted, from the bitter knowledge
she had of him.
Alix again felt daunted for a second
by the sheer ugliness and s%ordidness
Of the matter, but she returned to the
charge bravely.
Suppose We get Peter to ask him."
she suggested suddenly. Peter has a
wonderful way of getting the truth
out of people !" Poor Cherry, the very
mention of his name makes her
vince, Alix thought, watching her
sister sorrowfully. IF Martin can
convince Peter that it is not true.
then that makes all the difference in
The world" she added, aloud. "Then
you tell Martin frankly that you have
the old house ready to live in. and you
want to live there. He"
Hell never agree to that :" Cherry
said, shaking her head. But if this
IS true?" she asked, again Indicating
the letter.
''Then tell him that unless he agrees
absolutely to a separation Alix said,
that you will get a divorce"
"And live here, alone, under that
sort Of a cloud?" Cherry said, with
watering eyes. ooh, well!' she said,
rising, and going toward the door.
ITS horrible - horrible = horrible -
whatever | do! What is your idea
that we should dine, and go to the
Orpheum tonight as if nothing had
happened, and let all this wait until
you can ask Peter to c~ross-examine
MARTINI"
Il wonder if Martin would tell me?
Why couldn't | pretend that l opened
that letter by mistake and brighten
him into admitting it, if it's true?'
Alix said.
"You could" Cherry admitted, life
lessly. "But you may be sure it is
true enough !" she added.
"Then leave it to mel" Alix said.
"And don't feel too sad, Cherry.
You're young, and life may take a
turn that changes everything for you.
You always have Peter-Peter and
me, back of you"
"Alix, you're the best sister a girl
ever had !" Cherry said, passionately,
putting her hand on Alix's shoulder.
81 wish | were as big as you are
And he's made me so w%retched," whis-
pered Cherry, with trembling lips,
that sometimes I've been sick of life
But / will investigate this letter, and
if it's not true, I'll try again, Alix
go away with him, If he wants me
to, or I'll live here-and study French
and go to lectures with you"
you darlingl" Alix said, with an
heart.
That night it was simply managed
that Martin should be mex to Alix. In
lOge at the theater, and she be-
gan to question him seriously at once.
through the strange. unnatural
day that followed her night of vigil
she had been planning what she should
say to him, but she and Cherry had
not spoken of the subject again.
Cherry had dressed herself with her
usual dainty care, and now, with the
violets Alix had given her spraying In
4 great purple bunch at her breast,
her blue eyes ringed and thought :
under her soft little feathered hat,
she was so arrestingly lovely that Alfx
vas well ware Of the admiring
from all sides to which she
vas so superbly Indifferent.
Martin she began, II read a let
-er intended for Cherry this morn
ng. Fl open all the mail"
She had to repeat it twice before he
that there was something be-
lind her earnest and significant tone.
she saw him stop twisting his
and yeer about toward her. I
murmured a question.
do what?" he asked, In an under
one instantly lowered.
"Do you know a girl named Hatty
yoods?' Alix repeated, cautiously.
All hope died when she saw his
ice. what about herY' he asked,
lmOst %inaudibly.
Somebody wrote this letter about
err" Alix started, quickly.
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