Grand Forks herald. [volume] (Grand Forks, N.D.) 1916-1955, 1922-01-05
He sauntered into tho living-roo,

He sauntercd into the living-roo,n
and his glance passed from her
%drenched hat to her smeared rubbers. (;
She could hcar-shc could hear, see. ,
taste, smell. touch-hk Better take
your coat off. Carrie; looks king Of
wet.K Yes. there it was:
We'll, Carrie, you better" He!
chuckcd his own coat on a chair,
stalked to her, went on with a rising |
tingling voice. YOU better cht it
out now. I'm not going to do the
outraged husband tunt. l. like you
and I respect ~. and I'd probably
look like a boob ii I tried to be dra-
matte. But l think it's about time
for you n Valborg to call a halt be-
fore o get in Dutch, like Fern Null
Inns did"
Course. I know all about it. What
d. you expect in a town that's as riled
With ~busybodies. that have plenty OF
time to stick their noses into other
folks business. as this is? Not that
they've had the nerve to do much tat
Ting to me. but they've limited around
a lot, and anyway, + could see for my
self that you liked him. But OF
course 1 knew how cold you we're, I
knew you wouldn't stand it even if
Falborg did try to hold your hand or
kiss you, SO I didn't worry. But same
time, L hope you don't suppose this
husky young Swede farmer is as
cent n Platonic and all that stuff
as you are! Wait now, don't get sore!
I'm not knocking him. He isn't a bad
ort And he's young and likes 20
a about books. Course you like
him. That isn't the real rub. But
haven't You just seen what this town
can do. once it goes and gets moral
on you, like it did with Fern: You
probably think that two young folks
making love are alone if anybody
ever is, but there's nothing In this
town tina you don't do in company
with a whole lot Of unlimited but aw-
full interested guests. Don't you re-
alize that if Ma Westlake and a few
others got started they'd drive you
well advertised as beng in love with
this valborg fellow that you'd have
to be, just to spite 'e1n!"
LET me sit down." was all Carol
could say. She dropped on the couch,
YEARLY, without elasticity.
He yawned, Gimme your coat and
rubbers," and while she stripped them
off he twiddled his watch-chain, felt
the radiator, peered at the thermome-
ten He shook out her wraps in the
hall. hung them up with exactly his
usual care. He pushed a chair near
to her and sat bolt up. He looked
like a physician about to give sound
and %undesired advice.
Before he could launch into his
heavy discourse she desperately got
in, please! / want you to know
that I was going to tell you every
thing, tonight"
We'll, I don't suppose there's real
ly much to tell"
but there is. I'm fond Of Erik.
He appeals to something in here,
She touched her breast. And I aa-
mire him. He isn't just. a young
Swede farmer He's an artist-"
wait now! He's had a chance all
evening to tell you what a whale Of a
fine fellow he is. Now it's my turn.
I can't talk artistic, but Carrie.
do YOU understand my work?" HI
leaned forward, thick capable hands
on thick sturdy thighs, mature and
slow, yet b~eseeching. mo matter
even IL you are cold, I like YOU bet
ter than anybody in the world, one
time I said that o were my soul.
And that still goes. You're All Inc
things that / see in q sunset when nm
driving in from the country. the
things that I like but can't make