South Bend news-times. (South Bend, Ind.) 1913-1938, 1922-07-19
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knowledge that she was again on
Dicky's horizon had been like un-
expected blows in the face.
She must have returned from the
West Virginia mountains to which
1 knew she had gone with Aunt
Dora Paige for much needed rest.
l had hoped that after the genuine
remorse which had swayed her for
her unwilling share in the terrible
affair Of Juniors Kidnapping. the
nervous breakdown, which was the
result of that awful time. She would
yield TO the devotion Of Dr. Jim
Paige. the distant cousin who had
been her loving slave since her child
hood 1 had counted on her for
getting the hopeless love for Dicky
which had tortured her and had
caused me so much mental anguish
But il she were back in Marvin
broke off my mental musings at
this point 10 score myself savagely
for my folly. All this emotion over
the trifing fact that Dicky had
asked me TO put a Spanish comb
which Edith had left at our home I'm
the spring into his bag so that he
could give it TO her. If the comb
had belonged to almost any otner
woman Of my acquaintance 1 wound
have thought nothing of the Incl
dent. And the very casualness Il
the request, its openness. ought 10
have shown me that there was moth
ing i'm Dicky's attitude about which
I needed TO worry.
What the devil are you doing
there in the dark? Can't you hnd
your way out of the room %
Dicky's voice came GROSSLY from
the bed.
I'm going this second 7 return
ed. Fastening out Of the room,
thankful that 1 had escaped further
catechism Ii was bad enough not
10 be able 10 control my jealousy OF
Edith Fairfax but 10 betray ii 70
DicBy as 1 already unavoidably had
done once or twice was unthinkable
Try as l might, however. could
not put out the flame Of my jealous
pain with the fire-extinguisher o.
common sense. I wonder how many
other women have tried the same
dampcning process only 10 find the
flames flashing up more brightly
than ever.
Lucky for Edith. I imagine that
we live in a civilized age. L shuddsl
10 think with what subtle poison
medieval ancestress Of mine might
have impregnated the teeth Of the
fragile, beautiful comb which
fastened securely in its case and put
into Dicky's bag in the early morn
ing after many sleepless hours.
What Madge Wondered.
tried to comfort myself with the
remembrance of the remorse which
had been Dicky's for his absence
motoring with Edith upon that day
Junior was kidnapped. At that mo-
ment I knew he had mated her. ana
I also Rugged the remembrance 20
my mind Of the months OF quiet de-
votion from my husband which had
been my lot since that time Upon
one memorable day in the CatskiIls
he had declared with emphasis that
he was through" with all phiiander-
ing. that ne had gotten his" when
Junior was stolen, and that thence
forth would have 70 provide al the
thrills aside from a humdrum do
nestle existence.
But knew my Peter Pan. and
wondered il so long an imprisOn-
ment In the domestic cage. even
though IL was voluntary were not
palung upon him. If ne were not be
ginning TO feel the vague restless
ness which generally preceded some /
escaDade. harmless enough in itself.
but distinctly trying for me.
There was but one thing 10 do. (
however. and that was 20 speed him
on his journey with casual, afec- T
tionate cheerfulness. letting no him
OF my fears escape me. and I sue +
ceeded so well that I think Dicky /.
with masculine INCONSISTENCY. actual |