The Chickasha daily express. (Chickasha, Indian Territory [Okla.]) 1899-current, 1922-12-01
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Revealed

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~. R""Wtt Htoou IN the street be
saw II plainly and unmistakably-two
shadows embracing Ia Z room, pic.
lured upon the shade.
And the elemental fury that filed
his heart urged him TO rush In add
strnngle the man, or hammer his face
Into = pulp. For Il was IN room OF
his own house. And the man.--these
was no mIstakIng that-was Frank
CurtIson.
kowlntt had always been jealous Of
his pretty wife. but curtIson was the
man who chiefly occupied his mind
with sinister fenrs. Frank was the
Idle son Of rich mnn. a ne'er.do-welI
whom Mrs. Rowlatt had befrIended.
taken liking to. In spite Of her hus-
bands warnings.
There had been considerable gossip
about young CurtIson and pretty Myra
Cleves. stenographer for Parrish 4
Co. Rowlatt had heard his wife speak
OF Il In a shocked sort Of way. and
had smiled grimly Us he listened aud
pretended to be deceived.
lie knew quite well that II was a
trap. designed 10 throw him on the
real scent-whIch was young Curti-
sons relations with his wife.
And as Jealousy feeds upon itself,
Rowlatt's suspicious had grown and
grown I'LL they had assumed mon
strous forms. He watched his wife
like cat. lie tried to conceal his an-
tlpathy to CurtIson whenever they
met. but this was the most difficult
thing In the world.
He would come home from his Office
TO the pretty little suburban bungalow
and find young CurtIson slipping tea In
the parlor and playing tame poodle to
his wife. talking OF urt-artl Rowlatt
loathed the type. 1t was difficult to
keep his hands on Frank CurtIson.
But. dear, his father threatens 70
turn him out OF the house." Mrs. Row
latt protested, "and do feel so sorry
for the poor boy. And you know he
and Myra are desperately In love with
each other, and his father simply
won't hear Of IT,"
II was this ndroIt bringing In Of
Myra that enabled Rowlhtt to mask
hls rage under the slmulacrum OF be-
lief. Sure now that his wife was In
love with Curtison. he laid his plans
craftlly.
He told her that he was called away
to Detroit on business trip. which
would take not less than week. He
kissed her goodbye and watched the
relief creep into hes. eyes. He laughed
as he swung himself aboard the train.
1t was quite true about the business
trip, but 1t required his presence In the
city about eight hours. On the third
evening he was back In town again,
walking toward his house through the
darkness.
And there were the shadows upon
the blind.
Very softly Rowlatt opened the
front door and went in. And he stood
In the hall for what seemed like an
eternity, listening to the murmuri1g
voices-murmurlng words of love.
Then, still softly, he opened the
door.
And, rushing In with eyes that saw
nothing but the hated face Of his ene-
my, in moment he was at his throat.
He saw the look of amazement in
Curtison's eyes change to terror, then
to resolution. He heard his wife
screaming in panic, and that panic OF
hers gave him new strength. She had
discovered at last that he was no poor
fool of dupe. She should learn what
1t had meant to be false to the vows
that she had taken.
Curtison was putting up surpris-
Ing battle. His fist landed fairly on
Rowatt's jaw, forcing him to release
his hold. R0wlatt grappled with him
again. There was furious struggle,
an interchange Of blows. Once mora
they clinched.
Now Rowlatt had Curtison by the
throat in earnest, and they went strug-
Cling round the room, locked In
deadly embrace, and all the while Mrs.
Rowlatt's screams goaded R0wlatt to
binder fury.
They tripped, stumbled, went down
heavily to the floor Curtison under
meath. He was choking under Row
att's grip, his face grew purple.
Suddenly Rowlatt released him. He
was net going to kill the fool and go
% the penitentiary for Amy. He stood
lp-to meet the frightened clutches Of
.wo women--hls wife and Myra
Cleves
"John, have you gone mad7 let
ne tell you"
Curtison was rising to his feet, wary,
to offer resistance. But
lyra had sprung between them, shield
ng Curtison with her body, and turn
ng defiantly on Rowlatt.
Amy Rowlatt had her husband by
he shoulders. Il ought to have told
ou. Frank and Myra were married
esterday, and his father turned him
ut Of his house. and, because they
ouldn't get anywhere to go, asked
hem here to spend weeks honey
loon."
"Some honeymoonl" muttered Cur
ison.