The Daily Ardmoreite. [volume] (Ardmore, Okla.) 1893-current, 1922-04-05

In the firm of Fortune, East and
Sabre. a promised partnership
In the business has been denied
him and promised to
TWNING. a jealous associate.
Euddenly an old sweetheart,
MONA, Low the wife OF the
dashing
LORD TYBAR, returns after
two yeSrs OF travel. Mabel be-
comes Jealous Of Mona who visits
Sabre at his office Something
makes Sabre suspect that Mona
is not hapS<ly married. She says
she is just drifting, flotsam."
GO ON WITH THE STORY
She said swiftly. as though she
was stirred, oh, Marko. yes that's
mysterious. Do you know sometimes
I've seen drift likt that. and I've
felt-oh, | don't know. But I've put
out stick and drawn in piece Of
wood just as the stuff was moving
off. just to save it being carried
away into-well. into that, you know"
Have you, Nona?"
She answered, DO you think that's
what life is. Marko?"
Its not unlike" he said. And he
added. Except about someone COM
ing along with a stick and drawing
bit into safety. I'm sure about
that. Perhaps that's what we're all
looking for"
He suddenly realized that he was
back precisely at the thoughts his
mind had taken up on the morning
he had nat. her. But with a degree
more OF illumination. Two feelings
came into mis- mind. the second hard
upon the other and overriding it, as
fierce horseman might catch and
override one pursued. He said, tits
rather jolly to have someone that
can see ideas like that" And then
the overriding, and he said with as
tonishing roughness. But you-you
aren't flotsam! How can you be flot-
sam-the life you've-taken?"
And, 10. if he had struck her, and
she been bound. defenseless, and
with her eyes entreating not to be
struck again. she could not deeper
have entreated him than in the glance
she Elected from her eyes, the quiver
Of her lids that first released, then
yelled it.
1t stopped his words. 1t caught
his throat:
He got up quickly. "I say Mona.
never mind about thinking. I'll tell
you what's been doing. Rotten. Hap.
pened just after / met you the other
day"
The dust on these roadsr' she
said. She touched her eyes with her
handkerchief What, Marko?"
well. old Fortune promised TO take
me into partnership about an age
ago"
"Marko, ne ought TO have done
II an age ago. What's there rotten
about that?" Her voice and her air
were as gay as when she had enter
ed. SSH.
THE rotten thing is that he's
turned il down. At least practically
has. He" He told her of the Twyn.
ing and Fortune incident Pretty
rotten Of old Fortune, don't you
think"
'Old fiend" said Mona. "Old trout
Sabre laughed, Good work, trout.
The men here all say he's like a
whale. They call him JONAH" and
he told her why.
She laughed gaily, "Marko How
disgusting you are. But I'm sorry.
am. Poor ole Marko or course
II doesn't matter 4 horse.radish what
AN old trout Ike that thinks about
your work, but II does matter. doesn' I
it? / know how you feel
She was at the shelves scanning
the books. Her fond. her almost
tender sympathy made him. too, feel
that 1t was rather fine. Her light
words in her high. clear tone voiced
exactly his feelings towards the books
Talking with her was. in the recep
ton and return Of his thoughts, near
er to reading a book that delighted
him than TO anything else with which
he could compare II. There was the
same interchange OF ideas. not nee
essarily expressed; the same creation
and play OF fancy. imagined, not stat
ed.
She sat briskly forward In the big
armchair In which she faced him
making OF the motion movement
as though throwing aside turn tho
conversation had taken. "Well. gC
on, Marko. I'm not going to let YOU
stop talking yet. love that about
how people get success nowadays. IL:
jolly true never thought Of II
before. Yes, you're stlll a terribly
thInky person Marko. Go on. Think
some more. Out loud"
Caressiny drawing MIN on-!ust a'
Of old
He said thoughuully. II tell you ;
thing { often think lot about
Mona You being here like this put
II In my mind, Conventions"
She smiled tcasngly. "Ah, poo
aIarko. | knew you'd SIMPLY hat
Il. my coming like this. Does
seem TERRIBLY unconventional i'm
proper. to you, shut up with me II
your office"
He shook his head ut seems yer
nice. That's all 1t seems. Look here
Mona, this really is rather interes
ing"
"Yes." she said. YES"
Just SO he used TO bring ideas.
her: just SO, with "Yes-yes." sh
used to receive them.
But he went on. why, CONVEX
tlon. you know. it's most myster
Gus. extraordinary thing. It's cod
society has built up to protect itse
and to govern itself. and when yo
go into II it's the most marvelot
code that ever was invented. A
sorts OF things that the law doosn
.o..ld.att .ria.u a