The Birmingham age-herald., 1924-07-14
The RevOJt 'as ,a, z 2. OF fSnsa,s Hyde.
By Carolyn Beeeher.

CHATTER Ut
 TDIDN'T stop to think. l just hur-
 ried on my hat and coat. l was
 jealous, hurt, so excited l scarcely realized what was, doing. hailed taxi so I would be there before Man vile. He had walked. I got out on the corner and stood in shadow. Not 8 thought of the loss of my self-respect was in my mind, not ever, Of what should say if were seen. ' was pos sessed of one .overpowering' Impulse to see if Ruth Markham we're to be In this party in the private room.
 I had waited scarcely moment when a car drew up at the entrance and she was assisted to the walk by a fine looking man in evening clothes. They looked around, then went inside the entrance. I moved soathat l could see them and almost was caught. Man vile had seen them drive up. evidently and was hurrying to join them. wait ed until the heavy glass, doors had swung together behind him. then moved a little closer. He was shaking hands with Mrs. Markham's escort while she stood by smiling graciously and look inG charming.
 I had seen all I wanted to. Rage and something very like despair filled my heart. was handsome, too. I had lovely clothes. Why was it that was so neglected?' I crouched in the corner of the taxi had called and hot tears of pain and humiliation rolled down my cheeks. I could scarcely see to pay the driver when l reached home. staggered up the steps and rang the bell. Nancy let me in and exclaimed at my tears. I pushed her aside and climbed the stairs. locked myself in my rooms, then gave way to the tempest of grief and anger which filled me.
 I knew that my eyes would be red for hours, that I should have furious headache as a result, of giving way to my emotion, but What rnattered that or anything so long as could not hold my husband? had tried so hard, had been 50 careful not to annoy him, while at the same time to interest; him and to make myself an interesting com panion. Was it any use? What good did it do to study and read, to try to do all the things he seemed to admire other women for doing if he were still going to slight me the same as before! Life was getting very complex, more so now that had begun to think for myself than it had been before when blindly did what was told and gave no expression to my own mind.
 I had eaten no dinner. Nancy had rapped and begged me to come down but I refused. About 10''o'clock she brought some tea and begged so hard that I unlocked the door and let her in with it. She gasped as she saw me, my .reddened eyes, disheveled hair and the dark lines already pressaging the headache which was on its way.
 She placed the tempting tray with tea and thin toast on the table, then brought the eau de cologne bottle and bath.d my face and head. Then she urged me to eat, at least to drink the tea. swallowed a little to please her and made no protest when she urged me to go to bed. She helped me un- dress and bathed my head again before leaving me.
 The clock struck 12, then1. Still Manville had not come. I must have dozed off, for it was striking when heard his key in the door. drew the clothes dp around my face with a sob and closed my eyes. would pretend to be asleep as I so often had done.
 He came in, switched on the light and hurriedly undressed. He did not speak nor come toward my bed. But with a sigh. of relief sank into his own so close besideA me. l heard him nut ter something under his breath, then all was, quiet. A few moments later his slow even breathing told me he was asleep. ... i-
 I rose early and bathed my face many times. It was still swollen, my eyes still red from weeping. My head ached overwhelmingly. But l went down to breakfast and was in. my place as usual when he came down.
 'Did you have a nice time last nisht?" I asked, trying to hold my
 Awful bore These. ,stas parties where men sit and drink and smoke until such unholy hourS have long ago lost all interest for me. But a man has to do things sometimes even if he don't want to-"
 A Stag! That meant no women were there. His meeting with Ruth Mark ham and her handsome escort had been mere coincidence; his haste when she left her car a matter of my imagina- tion. I felt as if 1 were going to faint with the reaction the joy. He looked sharply at me for the first time.
 "Y0u have been crying. What forg
 -"I was very lonely and had a terrible headache and had got up such nice dinner for you and was so disappointed couldn't help crying"
 'Well, if you had known how much rather I would have been at home eat ing that dinner and sitting in the library with a good book than to be with that crowd smoking and drinking you would think I was the one to cry, not you. Do try to overcome that habit, Susan. I hoped that you had in a measure. It seems was mistaken.
 The cold speech affected me not at all. He had not been with Ruth Mark ham. Nothing else. mattered.
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