San Antonio light. [volume] (San Antonio, Tex.) 1911-1993, 1923-10-28

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dreadful climax.
well. if you are not hungry, Alice
I wish you would find Cynthia AMI
comfort her." Mrs. Bertillon begged.
Really, never knew such chaos
The girl seemed tired and listle9s
as she disappeared.
Bertillon was still looking into the
eyes of his wife. They were hard and
reproachful: a look he had never seen
before.
well. Ted. you're not i'll, are you:'
asked his father.
NO"
I'm trouble with the college:'
mo"
THAT wouldn't be anything the
mother explained.
Bertillon could not suppress an ex.
clamation Of despair. "A matter Of
honor?"
Ted turned his face toward his
father. Did you read my letter.
mo"
~ thought not"
Il could have saved you, my
boy
His SON gave forth a cry of injury
almost animal in its fiercenesS. He
flung his napkin down. upsetting his
glass of water. well. won't come
10 YOU again. For the sake of my
sisters. I'll go away. I'll change my
name. They can't force me into doing
what l don't want to do. And what
do | care for the newspapers? I'm
through
lie rushed blindly toward the por-
| there's and was gone. Ted had gone
the way of the self-indulsent coward
Something TO live down? Ted must
be made to face,it
| Bcrtilon jumped up.
Don't make fools of all OF us his
wife cautioned in cold. merci!ess
voice. Have some regard for tfa
servants. Ted won't leave tonight
Am | always TO be the one who has
70 stand the brunt of everything:'
No. n0--of course not He sat
| down again; he was confused.
Well" said she harshly, Il suppose
you've some complaint of your own.
"No-no," he answered. Nothing
TO tell now"
well, this is the first time in
months you haven't had some COM
plant or criticism. or"
He WINGED. Business" he began
"Oh. business Business. So that's
the trouble again. As il business was
an excuse for your being the kind NJ
| father-and husband-you've been
Business. / wish you'd never had
business"
He was stunned. He had neveI
realized. He wondered how much an,
hard.presscd man, driving along head
long, with ambitions runaway horses
ever realizes. Yes. this was ruin. Thu
was ruin. indeed!
Alice"
He stretched his hands toward her
! He felt the desperate need of her
II was that need which calls to {
woman to be friend and sister, mOthei
and mate. all III one. Baffled and de
feated. his whole being yearned for
her, for the touch OF her hand, for =
word from her lips.
"Alice.' he cried again desperately
That dead. cold look in her eyes had
not changed what is it," she aske,
YEARLY. YOU'RE not going to be sen
timental, hope" -,
! She had never spoken to him lik'
that before. Why. she was the on
who had been with him through al
the happy struggle. He had neve
come to her in vain. He had always
been willing to lay every bit of hi
effort and of himself ut her feet. i
was impossible that she did not lov,
him. 1t was impossible that-evei
after those long months twas
, years?) when. TO be sure, he had no
remembered often how much he love-
her and seldom showed it-love coui'
suddenly disappear like this. Coul
/. its wells have dried and its fires hav
gone out when his hack had too oftel
been turned uponsit? Now he hun
gered and thirsted Tor il.
4 But there was no love in her eyes
IL had gone. ''None Of this would hav'
happened, my dear. if you had pait
the slightest attention to u.s." she said
The trouble with the family is tina
you went your own separate way.
She shrugged her shoulders. And W,
followed suit. ! suppose" She paused
AT least have. I'm rather ASHAMED
of my selfiShness. But. after all, W,
have had the money to enter into this
self-indulgent life A woman has f
express herself somehow. my dear,
MY Heavens" he exclaimed.
"Well. what do you expect. John:
she inquired as casually as stranger
During dinner l admit was touched
There seemed so much tragedy ant
ruin. But we're no worse Off thar
other smart people, are We? Don
look so dumpy. John. Why should yol
complain? You've had your success
He growled from the hack of hi!
throat-a thing at bay.
Enough of this" she commanded
"It's fearfuly unsophisticated of yol
to treat it so seriously. Ii was coming
10 you. 1t has been coming to yOU
for years"
Il wonder how many men are max
ing the same miStake:'
Thousands" she answered, playing
with her necklace. ooh. thousands
| He stopped a sentence on ais tongue
and tried to think. All he could say
at last was this: If you knew where
He would tell her. II wou, be a
splendid satire. They were ruined
Everything must go. He could reach
her by this truth She had become,
without his ever awaking TO it. the
kind of woman No. She-his Alice
was impossible. He said: Our
Our WHAT" she inquired cynically.
"You don't mean that you don't love
me-" =,
"Ot course I love you. John. dear.
She laughed mirthleSsly. What diff.
ference did it make to you whether !
loved you or didn't? It's strange II
has suddenly become SO interesting and
vital 10 you. Men are so Blind
Isuppose you really believe that l like
to hear you drumming all over The
house with your finger tips
Finger tipS:'
! "Of course. You think OF your bust