Americus times-recorder. [volume] (Americus, Ga.) 1891-current, 1925-08-06

The look Dick threw her across
the dinner table cut like a Toledo
blade. And May met it with sharp,
bright defiance.
"You needn't sit there glazing at
me like that, Dick Gregory She
snapped, 81 meant just what | said
No man ever has been fair and
square with me My own husband
least of allw
Even Gloria caught her breath at
that. Into her memory flashed "a
picture Of DR. Johns face-friendly,
kind, concerned. She opened her
lips to defend him when May spoke
again.
Gloria can tell you how he left
me alone day after day, night after
night" she went on in a cold, hard
voice. "And then raised the roof be
cause | played around a little with
Jim Carewe;--If you call that being
lair to woman | don'tw
Dick laughed grimly. "You knew
he was doctor when you married
him." he answered. "You knew
what Doctors life is. You knew
DIR. John would be away from home
most of the time. And you had no
business marrying him unless you'd
made up your mind to settle down
like decent woman"
ooh, blah" May cried impudent-
ly, "You talk as if I'd been all
tangled up with jim in some kind
Of disgraceful love affair instead
of just silly little friendshipw
Silly little friendship? Is that
really all there was to it," Dick
asked, looking straight down into
the slate-colored eyes across tho Ia
bic And under his steady gaze, two
spots of color came into Mays
white cheeks,
well, it wasn't much more than
friendship" she said, slowly.
She Strengthened suddenly in her
chair, and brought her two hands
down hard on the table. "But what
ever it was, John got even with me
for itr' she said "He knew people
would say I'd been a bad wife to
him, when he killed himself. And
hhe left me alone to face the music.
And believe me, it has been terrible
facing it.
She shook her head, and drew one
of her beringed hands slowly across
her eyes, as if she wanted to shut
out the hateful memories of the past
year, from her brain.
Gloria pushed her chair back from
the table and roses. "My word! How
gloomy we all are! Let's talk about
something cheerful, for a changaw
she said mays future is all that
counts, anyway, isn't it? The past is
past, thank heavenp
She slipped her arm around Mays
shoulders, and the two friends went
out onto the porch Against the
blue-black screen of the night, a cop
per moon hung low and large
81 hate Dick when he's in one of
these holier-than-thou moods of
his" May said in a vibrant under
tone, "But l hate men as a class,
anyway Don't you, Gloryy
They're always trying to tell us
women what to do, and how to do
it, They make me sickw
Gloria laughed. ''You don't hate
men, Mayw she replied "You like
men really. But you feel bitter to-
ward them, now, because you're Bit
ter toward everything and every
body-but don't be, Maybe just
around the corner is the love you've
always missed ="
Mays voice, when she answered,
was filled with scorn. Love? PIT
flep' she said 81 don't believe in
love, and | don't want any of it,
thanks! John was supposed to
love me, and so was Jim Carewe
!. No, | don't want any love. But
just give me a little money, and !
can buy the happiness and excite
ment that | want =. money! That's
my creed"
She stopped suddenly, and held up