The West Virginian. [volume] (Fairmont, W. Va.) 1914-1974, 1922-05-06

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II " ant to talk to you. Martha.
said Howard Can't We 90 some
where and talk n
Not now, Howard, said Martha
rather coldly. I'm due to. rehearse
some scenes now. But come bach
tomorrow. Perhaps we can talk to
morrow. 5s$
"A feeling OF resentment swept
over Howard.
-!'m At the Consult Hotel" h.
said briefly. Suppose you phone
me there tomorrow when yousre
not busy"
Without another word Howard
turned and hurried from theS studio
Rage and resentment swept
over him. What a reception! What
treatment when he had come such
a distance for the sole purpose OF
trying to make up with his wife.
He had half a mind to call the
whole thing off and go back to his
home without making any further
attempt at a reconciliation
Then again the thought OF the
Loneliness of the past year and OF
his really great love for the wife
who had never seemed prettier
than now swept over him. he
threw back his shoulders.
20. course she couldn't be any
thing but distant and cold with all
himself. TT will be different to-
m orrow-I'm sure it will. 3 y
1t was different on the follow
ing day, >brt not in the manner
Howard thought.
At breakfast the next morning
IS Toward was casually glancing
through his paper, his eyes sud
denly focused in horror at pic
ture on the theatrical page The
picture was q photo taken in q
studio. It3showed a%man eagerly
shaking hands with a brilliantly
dressed. beautiful actress. The
woman's face was cold and distant.
over the picture was this caption:
Prominent Midwestern Business
Man Seeks Reconciliation with
the Movies.'' The woman was his
wife, the man was himself. Now
he iiEew the meaning of that pho
togruphic flash While he was at
the studio.
Howard went fighting mad at
seeing this picture and reading
TIE accompanying paragraphs Civ
ing intimate details of his life.
'.Of course, Martha was in on
it. he told himself. She's crazy
sfor publicity. No doubt she put
up that publicity. manager to put
tbs thing across. It's rotten
thing to do and I'm done with he-
torerer!
Howard nackeo his grip at once
Determined sc return to his home
forthwith. hat. 70 Ills disgust,
there vas nc train until late. in
the afternoon aud this made it
necessary for hin, 10 putin the
day in New York.
Howard tramped back and forth
on Fifth avenue and Broadway,
trying to find interest in the glow
ing show windows and the never
ending crowds But he couldn't
get his mind off the dismal end
Of his expedition.
At last Howard turned his
steps toward the hotel. as it was
nearing train time. Not once did
he think Of going back to the stu
do or even of calling up hisawife.
His heart was exceedingly heavy
as he opened the door to his
room.
Then as he stepped into the
room. he gave startled glance to-
ward the window. There, seated
in an arm chair. was his wife.
How did you get in here? Why
did they let you iu?" demanded
Howard.
Ii showed them that picture
in the paper" said Martha. They
couldn't refuse me then
Howard stepped in the room
and closed the door behind him.
THAT was a fine piece Of pub
/ licity." he answered. Il never
thought"
His wife rushed to him.
..Oh, don't, DON'T" she cried II
didn't know it was going to hap
pen. 1t was awful! HoTrid! I've
had that publicity manager fired.
agents who would do thing like
that. And, oh. How ard
!! Her eyes melted. She held her
arms out to him. Suddenly How
ard found himself Folding her
tightly in his arms.
Really" whispered Martha
that horrid picture was good
Ithingi" I
Why" Howard demanded.
Because" said Martha. when
you first came really wanted to
make up, but I thought I'd be
cold and distant and make you suf-
fer while. Then, when that pic
ture came out 1 knew you'd never