Grand Forks herald. [volume] (Grand Forks, N.D.) 1916-1955, 1921-06-28

came very near being an actual gen-
t!enAn, though q man 90 thoroughly
self-nAde."
"se.f-made men. always bore me-"
said Gregory. Zone feels that in
making themselves they have been. 50
handicapped by ine1~pertence.'
That evening, Marian was to dine
with the Troops at their hotel, and
she had already told herself that she
needed all her nerve, since a certain
prelude nNlst end forthwith. The
real drama. would follow It or not, a
fate decreed- People had begun to
gossip about her intimacy with these
Troops-what could it possibly mean?
Mrs. Renshawe had repeated. spite
ful and ironic remarks. Gregory's
rant reference to Leander as apo
tential key Of the whole battling sectet
had been a mere shadow Of popular
comment And vet everybody knew
feet in a twfnklrng. This fact had
made gossip divide itself.
Now you heard that she had de-
cided against an English title in IA
o Of huge wealth without one.
Again you heard hot dental that she
would ever marry an oansh young
capitalist for his money alone. But
Marian hated to let the fogs Of
enigma roll up their binding vol
umes. She wanted to have this one
evening clear of the atmosphere Of
her tntenton-As might q violent
thunderstorm. If 1t did not-well, II
it did not, then destiny was agatna
her. But the hour had struck, and
she steAdied herself at It's command
ing summons
All through dinner, Leander ana
his sister, felt conscious that she wa
not exactly her usual sail. Toward
the end Of It Ernestine, assured that
she had grown pa!er, and nxndful
that she had eaten but slightly, asked
her if she were tired. =.
Tired? Oh, no! But I expect to
be Eoon."
The a-ansenex Of this answer pro-
voked a natural surprise. Marian
waited TIL the servants had gone, and
then said, looking Al! about her, from
face to face:
! Tn sure you thought NY answer
to Ernesttne rather an odd one"
II did" said Lola
You expect soon to be tired?''
Lander questioned. How, Mrs..
Warrender?"
Marian played for a moment with
small co6ee-spoon.
Confessions are fatiguing," she slow
ly returned. "At least, mine Will be-.
And I to make one. You'll see
why, perhaps. when I've finished it,
No one replied. Three pairs Of eyes
were intently watching her. After a
BRIEF while she rose from the table,
and seated herself IN a somewhat
shaAowed chair. When she again
spoke, both hands lay curled quite
IDLY IN her lap; but the fluent lines OF
ed way, and seerhed to symbolic deep
eaearneO ana resolve.
TITS very hard to begin But I'll
make my plunge. I liked you sirls
when ! cAme that day with Kate
M1A Renstaawe. You know, I liked
you. but the idea Of what I wanted to
do-to get from you the sanction oR
dotne-hadn't yet entAred my mind.
that eAnne lAtAr, though not much.
! want to Be absolutely sincere. Il
w4s moi Z gAnArous impulse; It was
rather a ssf-pressrvAttve one.
"9Hsre.' EaiA to myself IS my
chAneA Bat the more 3 havs seen
got TO feel that our close cona-
pAntonship would prove to- ne, On
ply IN tteeff. q great refreslsrnent and
pleasure. There Il much thai I could
tsach yo1 and show you. Il - not
vain for me TO ny thiA and I vos1ln
not ny It K I thought that eathar n,
Jon would think It vain. / an cAr.
tain that neither OF you viii. an,
not, pray remember. sven hinttne that,
I oould batter yon In the fSinte1t
moral esnss-for In the strongest,