The Topeka state journal., 1922-12-29
Chapters From, a
Woman s Life
TwEEDLE-DEE AND TwEEDLE-
BY JANE PHELPS

DUN
Chapter At.
George Harter, as I have said be-
fore. seemed to try to be alone with
me, rather where he could talk to me
without being overheard. 7 disliked
his attitude immensely and was grad
ually beginning to dislike him be-
cause of it. No matter where we were
-motori. g, dining, or at a play, he
would manoeuvre to be next to me,
would whisper silly nonsense, and IN
other ways annoy me.
One day I spoke of him to Walter.
~ do wish George wouldn't be quite
so confidential" I said. He en-
b4rrasses me-
what do you mean" Walter
asked.
"Oh, it isn't much." 1 replied, "but
he has way that says he'd make love
ways tries to make me ride on the
front seat with him and whispers
when he could just as well talk right
out"
wouldn't do it, Walter replied with
all a mans fnconsequence.
''But~I don'tH'
"Harter is a man of the world. He
isn't making any advances to a WON
an unless he -nows she fixes it, he
ject, had forgotten all about it, but
Walter hadn't Every little while he
would say something to me about
Harter. especially if We were to be
where he was. Gradually, very grad
ually it dawned upon me that he> was
Jealous.
1t was too ridiculous! I feally dis
liked George Harter, and even had I
not, 1 was too much in love >with
Walter to ever think of another man.
,s--I,~
ticularly disa greea bic, pouting and
acting very much like a small boy, 1
accused him of t. We had been out
to a road house, just we four, and
George had been particularly atten-
tive. but no more so than Walter was
There's difference between
Tweedle-dee and gTweedle-dun isn't
there?" 1 asked "You were just as
devoted to Grace, tmore SO even, than
George was to me"
Grace isn't my wife! I don't pro-
pose to let George Harter or any other
man make d fool of me-"
laughed. 1 couldn't help it. wal
ter became very angry and left the
house in a huff. But he could not
worry. But what should he do but
drive out to Helen Ralstrom's and
take her for moonlight ride-''to
get even" he told me when he came
home, for ali the world like a sulky
boy.
had spent the evening alone, Mrs
Page with some friends. I tried to be
nice about it but We quarreled. I told
Walter 1 wished I had not mentioned
Harter to him, and he retorted:
wished didn't know it, Ell? Think
IN blind 1 suppose"
As it had made no difference in his
actions toward Harter, thought him
Unfair, and said so.
I'VE can't chuck all our friends be-
cause you let them think you like
heir nonsense!" he declared.
Il shall be mighty cool to George
t9arter; they're your friends, not mine.
I'm not at all sure I like Grace
sither!' L told him.
That's right Make a goose of
then talk like that"
I made no answer. His injustice
lurt me dreadfully and L cried myself
% sleep.
The next morning I awoke heavy
Eyed, unrested. Walter was in the
bathroom whistling a popular song
Ind when he came out spoke as if |
nothing had happened:
It's fine morning, Ooreen! Hurry |
md get dressed. I'm as hungry as a
volf!' I made no answer, and he
ooked at me, then said:
why. Doreeni-I was pretty much |
II a brute last night, wasn't 1? You
ook as if you had cried all night! |
You're a silly girl. Come here and |
ziss me this minute!"
Not word about being mistaken or
orry beyond that first expression Il
vas pretty much of a. brute but L
lew into his arms, and commenced to
ry again from sheer relief. l wasn't
he weepy sort and he scarcely knew
ghat to make of it But he petted me
little, then again asked me to hurry /
nd dress. heard him out in the din
1g room, joking with Jennie, playing
nth F'ido. For him the incident was
losed. He had kissed and made up.
Mrs. Page spoke or my looks and,
yoman-Hke, I pleaded a headache.l
aid had not slept well. Walter threw
lie a grateful glance. He hated his
lother to think he made me nm
appy; always called me a good
port when hid anything he did to
urt me from her.
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