The Bottineau courant. (Bottineau, Bottineau County, N.D.) 1895-1929, 1922-03-30

When II Would make hG 66sufd and
pitiable, too. Nina, instinctively
scenting the AFFAIR, had already ex-
pressed herself as chatting that idiot; !,
Ward had scowled, of late, ut the mere
mention Of Tony's name. Even her
husband, the patient Richard. seeing
the youth ensconce himself firmly be-
side her II the limousine, had had
aside his mild comment s.Is this young
man q fixture ID our family, dearf''
You should be playing tennis,
Tony" said Isabelle.
Tennis |" A look OF distastez crossed
Anthony's face.
"Please---Cherfe !" he begged.
There was a silence Drumming with
sweetness and color. Tony laid his
hand against her knee, groped until
her vi warm, smooth fingers YER In
his own. s ,
Does MI. Garter play golf 'tomor-
row." he asked, presently.
Fl suppose sols
"And you-what do you dor
aOh, I have q full day! People to
lunch, friends of Madame Carter
The boy laughed triumphantly,
Il knew you'd say that" he said.
Now, I'll tell you about tomorrow,
You and I are going to slip away, at
about mi o'clock, and go off In the
gray cal. Wen 60 up to--wel1, some:
where, and wen have our lunch under
the trees. Wen be back at about four,
for the tea callers, and they may have
you until I come back for dinner.
After dinner well walk on the terrace
-as we did two wonderful, wonderful
nights ago, and perhaps" His voice
had fallen to d rich and tender note.
HIS eyes were rapt. Perhaps" he
said, "just before we 60 in, at the
end Of the terrace, you'll look up at
the stars again" |.> -.
stony !" isabelle interrupted, her
face brilliant with color. my dear
boy-my dear boy, think where this
is going to end. In all reason-in ell
reason" ~. z y = .....>
isabelle, what In Gods name has
reasolnH to do with itl"G He knelt be-
fore her, and caught her hands, and
Isabelle had a. terrified fear that
Ward, or Nina, or any one else, might
start up or down the terrace steps and
see him. s""The instant you realize
what you and I are to each other, my
darling" he said, you begin to talk
Of reason. Love isn't reason, Cherie.
It's the divinest unreason In the
worldl Cherie, there's never been
another woman for me; there never
will be! I can't live without you /
don't want tol You're frightened now,
you don't know how we can manage
1t. But Til find the way. The only
thing that matters is that you must
belong to me-you shall belong to me
AS I to you in every fiber of my be-
ing v
"rony-for Heavens sake" Isa-
belle was In In agony. Somebody was
approaching. He had gotten to his
feet, and was gloomily staring at the
river, when Nina Carter, followed by
q great white Russian hound, came
flying down the steps. =
Mother" Nina, q tall, overgrown
girl, with spectacles on her straight
nose, and straight, nght-brown hair in
thick braids, stopped short and gave
her mothers companion a look Of
whitening distaste. Mother" she b.
gan again, "aren't ysd coming up for
tear WA IS ,> ',...> ~,. 1T. @
ASK Betty Allen to pour" said
Mrs. Carter, regaining her composure
rapidly, and assuming the air Of host
ess at once. e." i>
Betty went home for a tub" Nina
explained. "She's coming back. But,
Mother she added, with a family re-
proachful and whining information,
REALLY, you ought to be there" "
Mrs. Carter knew this as well as
Nina. But she found the child e
tremely trying In this %puritanical
mood. Granting that this affair with
Tony did her, Isabelle: small credit.
at least it was not for Nina to sit in
Judgment. Rebellious, Isabelle fondled
the loving nose of. the hound with a
small, brown, jeweled hand, and
glanced obviously at Tony's uncom-
promising back. RI
'sTrot back, Nina, love-" said she to
her daughter, cheerfully, land ask
Miss Harriet to come out and pour.
I'll be there directly. Wen come right
up. Run along"
To Nina, in this ignominous dismis-
sal, there was sweet. She adored Miss
Harriet" the Miss Field who had
been her g~overness and her mothers
secretary for the three happiest years
Nina's somewhat sealed young life.
f would be 'sfun" to have Miss Field
pour. Nina leaped obediently up the
steps, with q Hopping Of thick braids
md the scrape Of sturdy shoes, and
he sweet summer world was in silence
again. u
Isabelle sat on, stroking the hound,
her soul filled with ;perplexity. An
lhony's eloquent back gave her sudden
understanding OF his fury. "Ah. please,
Tony she pleaded. what can / do?'
Nothing n he answered. suddenly
plant. Nothing. Of course And
- turned to her 4 boyish face stern
With pain. .tOf course you can do
nothing, Cherie. I'm not such a-such
] fool" his voice broke angrily-
that 4 can't see that Come on, well
30 up ana have tea--wtth the Bel
And8I-m ~ going tonight.
rl say good-by TO you now-and per
aps yoa,n b rood en0agh % make
my good-bys % the others-
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