The Ocala evening star., 1922-01-17

oopyrisht 1870. By Tbs whssisr synaiesss. Inc.
Cad: don't want your money
girl. It's yours You're fixed for life
on 1t. I'm even going TO hand you over
q couple of thou extra TO show that
I'm no cheap sport won't have a
woman breathing can say | amt white
as silk with her"
Max. yOu-you're killing me Kill
ing me Killing me y
"NOw, now, Mae. IL | was you I
wouldn't show my hand so. i don't
want to hurt you, girl. 1t amt like /
got any hut the finest feelings for you.
You're all right, you are. You are"
Then. Max. for Gods sake"
1But what are you going to do about
it, What the HI is anybody going to
do about IL? You amt no baby. You
know what life Is. And you know
that the seams has got to show on one
Of the two sides and it amt your fault
you got turned on the under side. But
you should worry. girl You're fixed.
And I'm here to tell you Pm going TO
hand you on top of the two thou this
here little fiat just as 1t stands, Mae.
Just as IL stands, piano and all. / just
guess you got a kick coming!"
Her hands few to her bosom as if
the steel of his words had slipped deep
into flesh. "You don't mean what
you're saying, Max"
"Sure. do! Piano and all, girl"
"NO. no, you don't. You're just kid
ding me. Max, like you used TO when
you wanted to tease me and throw a
scare In me that your mother was wise
about the fiat. Quit your kidding,
Max, and take me in your arms and
sing me 'Maizie You're Daisie' like
you used to after-after we had lit
tie row. Lemme hear you call me
'Maizie,' dear. so I'll know you're only
kidding. I'm bum sport, dearie II
never could. stand for guying. Cut the
comedy, dear"
She leaned TO him with her lips
twisted and dried in their frenzy TO
belle his words. but with little else. to
Indicate that her heart lay ticking
against her breast like a clock that
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"Quit guying, Max. for Gods sake
You-you got me feeling sick clear
down inside of me. Cut it, dear. Too
much is enough"
Her dress rustled with the faint
swish of scything as she moved toward
him, and he withdrew. taking hold of
the back of his chair.
Now, now, Mae; come, come |
You're a sensible woman. 7 amt
stuck on this business any more than
you are. You ought to have let me
stay away and just let IL die out in
stead of raking up things like this.
Come, buck up, old girl Don't make
It any harder than it's got to be. These
things happen every day This Is
business. There, therel Now Now I"
The sudden bout of tenderness
brought the tears stinging to her eyes
and she was for ingratiating herself
into his embrace, but he withdrew,
edging toward the piano with an en-
tire fiattening. Of tone.
"Now, now, Mae, tell you that you
got to cut 1t. 1t would have been bet
ter II you had just let the old cat die.
You oughtn't to tried that gag to get
me here tonight. You'll get lot more
out of me il you do 1t dry, girl. A cry
ing woman can drive me out of the
house quicker'n plague, and you ought
to know 1t by now"
She sat down suddenly, feeling
queasy.
"Now, now, old girl, buck up! Be q
sportt''
"Gimme a drink, Maxi Just a
swallow. I-rm all right" And she
squeezed her eyes tight shut to blink
out the tears.
He handed her a tumbler from the
table, keeping his head averted, and
after a bit she fell TO sobbing and
choking and trembling.
Its herl It's your old woman.
She's been chloroforming you with a
lot of dope talk about hitting the
altar rail with bunch of white satin
with a good fat wad sewed In the
lining. It's your old"
"Cut thatp
It8 your OI0 woman. She-She
don't know you like do Max. She"
Now, now, Mae! You knew this
had to come sooner or later. / ain't
never lied, have I? Right here In this
room amt you told me dozen times
you'd let me go quietly when the time
came? Amt your
II never thought you meant 1t, Max
YOu don't mean 1t now. Don't let your
old woman upset you. dear. What she
dnn't know won't hurt her That old
woman don't know enough about life
and things to-"
tYou cut that and cut 1t quick! Tn
a decent fellow. l am. For six years !
been tipping you off to leave my moth
er's name out-out of your mouth
There's a place for everything and. by
Rad | amt no saint, but / won't
stand for that BY CAD! IL won't y
's0h-h-h-h-hl 0h-h-h-hl Oh-h-h I"
She struck her breast twice with the
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