The Bismarck tribune. [volume] (Bismarck, N.D.) 1916-current, 1923-06-07

OF Buddy she inquired: you don't
believe that do you? You don't in
tend to listen to that solt of stuff ?"
Gray sighed; he stepped toythe
door, opened it and called, Come
in, both of you"
Airline Mbntague's shoulders
ceased to shake, she lifted her blond
head alertly. Then she uttered a
breathless exclamation.
Buddy meanwhile. had been sYar-
ing at the door, and ne was surprised
when instead of his family hr saw
entering strange man and boy
small of stature but old of face, a
boy insouciant. impudent, swagger-
ing. 1t was this boy who spoke
first.
Hello, nominal" he cried.
At sound Of that voice Buddy re-
coiled for it was deeper than his
own. His expression of dismay was
no doubt ludicrous, at any rate Me
urchin's lively eyes leaped to his
face and remained there, while a
grin spread over his features.
"Hully Gee!" rumbled the lad.
Here's another one that ought to
be buried"
Mrs. Fulton"-it was Gray speak
ing II took the liberty of asking
your son"
Buddy Briskow heard no more for
his ears were roaring. Her son.
IN Dass
boy himself, nothing could have
hurt him more cruelty than this;
his impulse was to flee the room for
his world had come down in crash
ing ruin. She had lied! She had
made fool of him. Gray had been
right.
The others were still talking when
Buddy broke in family. His ,Abat-
tered visage was white. his lips We're
colorless. 81 reckon this-ends nv
part of the entertainment" said he.
Slowly he seated himself and bowed
his head in his hands, for he had
become quite i'll.
Airline Montague-Margie Fulton
once the blow had fallen, beh;S,rd
rather we'll; she took Bonnie in fher
arms and kissed him. then in answer
to his quick look of dismay at her
agitation, she patted him on the
shoulder and said: "It's all right,
son. You didn't know"
Didn't know what?" demanded
the lad. Gay" He stared angriIy
from one face to another. at is 4
plant?"
Take my key. Here!" The mother
thrust her room key into the boys
hand. run along I'm see YOU
in a few minutes" To Mallow she
said: Take Vim out, please. You
brought him"
Mallow, flushing uncomfortably
took Bonnie by the wrist and drag
ged him to the door.
Margic turned to Briskow, but in
his attitude, his averted gaze, she
read the doom Of her hopes. One
final chance remained, however, and
desperately she snatched at it.
Buddy" she cried. Buddy" Her
voice was was poignant as she plead
ed. Il couldn't tell you the truth. |
wanted to- laid awake nights try
ing to get the courage but was
afraid you wouldn't understand. I'd
have told you the whole thing if
you'd ever given me the chance. You
know I've been married.; does it
make so much difference that l
have a SOM" When the object of
her appeal only stirred, she went on,
reproachfully; Are you going II al
low this-this man to-come be-
tween us?"
81 wouldn't believe you now if"
Buddy choked. "l'm through"
"You mean that?" The young fell
low nodded. Very well!" Some
thing in the tone of the last words,
some accent of desperation, CAUSED
Buddy to raise his head. He was in
time to see Margie tumble with her
purse and extract something there
from; to Buddy's eyes it resembled
a bottle. There is no use fighting
any more. You have ruined by
life"
MY God!" young Briskow yelled,
in dismay. "Don't do that! Stop
her!" He leaped to his feet and
lunged for the poison vial which was
trembling upon Arline's lips. Gray
too, had been galvanized into actioh
but of an unexpected nature; HI
grappled with Buddy and held him.
Nonsense! Water won't hurt
her; and that's all it is. She's known
as the Suicide Blond Gray explain.
ed.
"Say! You're bursting with in
formation, aren't you?" 1t was Miss
Montague. tottering upon the brink
of the grave, who voiced this ex-
plosive inquiry. Her dropping shout
ders Strengthened she raised her
head and flung the empty bottle vio-
lently from her. With head erect
and with firm tread she moved to
the door; she turned there and
blazed forth in bitter scorn, her>
bobbed curls shaking as she spoke:
"Take that selling platter back 10
the car barn. where he belongs. I'm
off boobs for life"
The door slammed to behind the
diminutive fury, and Gray sank
feebly into chair. He was laugh
ing silently.
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