The Wolf Point herald. (Wolf Point, Mont.) 1913-1940, 1925-05-07

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taking your laundry to the Chinaman's
III Harvey street; in March you wear
thirty thousand dollars worth of EN-
eralds to contrast with that ROW. OF
red-gold hair at a ball in the Chateau
de pontemori,'' she said:
"The leap is no great one. There is
a hairs breadth of difference between
the frauds of this world and the pre-
lenses of that. rather think ! am
the same Brena."
But growing" said he, as a hoftl-
culturist would speak.
Yes, growing" said Brena with a
sigh.
Other men, sensing subconsciously
her ungiven and unused affections,
brought all their sophistication to their
aid in making love to her. She com
bined the classic beauty of the Greek
goddess with the Elusive shimmerlng
charm of her Irish blood; dozens OF
men in various capitals noting 1t, as
Peter DeNNolfe marked it down later,
gave amusement to the Dallas broker
and annoyance to her. she said that
] size lllI2Ill HAVE Dten " NHO~
idolatries were it not for the fact that
they always came either from these
whose attentions to women were quite
general and successive or from those
whose Imagination could conceive only
a very plain driveway from the thor
oughfare of formal society to the Sc
questered dwelling place of a Woman's
heart.
you are rather tired" Parmalee
said TO her once.
"At first my breath was taken away
as If | were an aviator up alone for the
first time. But now the flight is rath-
er monotonous. 1t is as If it were
done only for spectators. 1t has no
destination"
He thrust a glance at her and looked
UP at the ceiling of the railway car
riage, rejecting. AS usual, he under
stood.
you rather want to produce some
thing?"
She nodded. but I do not want to
appear ungrateful,'' she added, speak
ing as one might speak to an impresa-
rio rather than as one speaks to a hus-
band.
Not at ALL said he, hitting out
squarely with his pungent frankness.
That's all right. I've been stupid.
You are too big to be satisfied with
this low-neck nonsense. 1t is not
enough to be the wearer of a cleaning
skin in the magniicence of authorized
exposure. You want
He stopped.
What do l wantf"
EITHER love, man, children or else
labor. output, self-assertion, a product,
a separate personality standing on its
two legs alone"
Brena said, Il have an idea that no
woman quite knows whether she wants
both or can have both or can choose
or stick to either. Whatever happens
there is always the haunting desire for
more of the other thing"
II know said he, looking at her
with trimming eyes. "It is the tragedy
of big women"
Not only because of his words, but
equally because of the self-etfacement,
the sympathy that he at moments
could cast down from some calm emf
nence which his spirit had learned to
climb, Brena always remembered TINS
moment as that which marked the best
in him. as that which justified the bar
gain she had made to salvage that bet
ter part.
The contest between that better part
and the other-the ~well-known Comp
ton Parmalee with his ruthless daring
instinct for hazards and his almost
frantic interest in self-preservation-
was A losing fight for Brena. She knew
as he knew, that her power lay in no
words. but only in the threads OF un
~derstanding. conduct and high aims
that she could weave with him into his
life. Moments had come when she had
even believed that if she had won she
might have loved him. The things
worth saving in him were so rare She
J would have thrown herself into a new
labor-the reclamation of his youth.
IT was not to be. Perhaps he him-
| self knew this as he felt slipping from
MINI TIE DOMGJ ~ lCS4ot tNN
f mind of years of fierce avarice and the
| passionate love of his own welfare
and his w life. He spoke no word
of this realization to Brena. After all
) the two were far apart, and the girl
t only sensed, as one who hears a low
murmur of a coming tempest, the men
/ ace which hung over them.
''There are times when you look a
me as if l were the bearer of some
evil" she said.
ut is absurd he told her, but his
face had shown the sudden twist OF
fear.
you have some knowledge that
have not" she asserted accusingly.
"None.n he answered. For a Ions
time he looked at her and then SAID
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