Shoshone journal. [volume] (Shoshone, Idaho) 1884-1931, 1923-06-01

DICK llrenF he again faceC
1er. "Sick Of" Then for a long
time he was silent again. There
sweetheart, don't mind me. Of course
you're tired III. too. Wen talk #
over in the morning"
There isn't going to be any morn
ing. John. At least. not with you"
She laughed. "Ten years Is enough
want someone else now"
Your He was on his feet in an
instant. his fingers stretching wide,
his brow working convulsively. you
Medaine?"
Exactly what | said"
"a manY
You don't suppose it would be any
one else?
"But Medalne-"
"And have your permission to go?'
II seemed that there was a little sar-
casm in her tone. "Of course, you
know, I'd do nothing without your
| permission | want to be frank with
you, you know. You've supported me
for ten years. You've given me every
thing in the world | could ask for.
/ you've supplied me with all the money
that anyone in my circumstances could
Wish for, and you've really made It
| possible for me to have the money to
do what wanted to do when the time
came. and so really should ask your
permission. Especially when another
man is involved"
DO you mean" GOODNESS had come
into his voice. that you're going to
take the money that you've saved as
my wife to 90 to some other manY
1--WE said nothing like that, John.
Merely frankness and fairness to let
you know"
'Who is hep
"a friend of yours. We needn't
mention names"
"NoY There were no long pauses
between John Carrington's words now.
The whiteness Of his cheeks, the lack
Of color In his lips, turning them
| CHASTITY blue in the light Of the drift
wood, the glazed yet flaming appear
ance Of his eyes all gave eyidence.that
temper had gone beyond control
NO? We needn't mention names
That's what you say. Mrs. John Car
rington. but I've g different idea p
Your privilege But the inforna-
ton won't come from me-"
Il don't expect It. 1 can find out
for myself, without the necessity Of
running down any lies which you
might tell me. I'll find out"
II expect you to-"
81 will" John Darlington, the per
feet husband, swung past his chair to
face her, his hands gripped, the
muscles Of his jaws bullying as his
teeth gritted. Don't worry for an IN
slant about that end Of It'll I'll find
out"
"And them A peculiar CLINT had
come into her eyes. "When you've
found out7 Murder. suppose:"
"Murder" he laughed at her Muir
der, over you? Over a woman who has
no more sense Of honor than to d.
the thing you've done? Murder2
Hardly Merely the satisfaction Of
knowing the kind OF a person that
would take up with a constituencies
woman Nothing more"
VERY good excuses, John"
For what?"
THE lack Of backbone enough to
even face a man who could steal your
own wife from you. You wouldn't
even have the strength TO face him"
"No?" His hands worked as with
sudden spasm. "When I face some
body. 1t will be for stealing some
thing-do you understand what I
mean? When I face man it will be
because he's taken something from
me that's worth while. and not ridded
me Of a blank featured incubus. a
thing that's hung onto me ike q
leech. given into me at every twist
and turn merely that she could rob
me. someone so sweet and gushing
that she's sickening. that herself
hasn't any more strength than 10 take
the word of the first man who fiat
rers her and who is willing TO run
away with him simply because he tells
her any mass Of lies that happens to
come into his head! That's when I'll
face a thief. when he's stolen some |
thing-do you understand that?
And as for you" he nodded to- /
ward the dOorway-''you can 20 when I
and where you choose. and the sooner I
the better. I thought you were g /
woman when I married you. I've /
found out in the ten years that we've |
been living together that you're mere
" a spinelesS. resistless. shapeless
mass Of human putty. I didn't expect
a thing ike this-but I should have
known that II would come. II was the
only end possible. the only thing pos
sible-from person Ike you. Resist
ance? You haven't any7 Strength OF
II doesn't exist. Spine
less7 rs the only word can think
OF for you-the only"
Then he halted. gasping. A warm.
rmpulslye little form was close 10 him,