The Bismarck tribune. [volume] (Bismarck, N.D.) 1916-current, 1926-05-31
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Chapter IL.
They were spcechless. Sandy
reached for the old pcrcolator, pour
cd herself some coffee.
They waited for her Do speak,
vacant air as though their minds
tion. The mother said blankly:
"What madness it this, Sandy!"
cts not madness. It's happened.
couldn't help it. I've left Ben.
That's all there is to 1t, except that
we've parted for good-it's all
over"
"Parted for good? Nonsense
what nonsense! Did you quarrel,
Sandy? Tell your mother. Did you
quarrel and run. away"
Sandy answered quietly, but keep
ing her eyes down: '.I'vc told you.
ended"
Mrs. Mcneil seemed able only TO
run the palm of her hand back and
forth across the table. She started
several times to speak, but the soft
double chin moved uncontfollably.
Finally she raised her face, the shall
low eyes swimming with tears:
"W1hat lis the meaning of this,
Sandy? You know you cant put
aside your marriage. For what tri-
fling matter have you quarrclcd
Is this the womanly thing to do? Is
this any way for a daughter Of mine
to act?"
The white lines tEcepencd front
Sandy's nose to her lips. She looked
transparent. She felt that her
heart was breaking-it was sick and
breaking.
ut wasn't trifle. 1t was every
thing. Pm not going TO talk about
it,. It's done now. You can't undo
it. Nobody cant"
"Your husband permitted you TO
return home like this-alonc? He
sent you back to your parents,
Sandy?"
ooh, no! There was nothing else
Ito do. of course. There was no
place else for me to go. We never
should have married. He sees this
as plainly as do"
She broke off abruptly. seeing
Alice push The table and an aghast
fright leaping in her mothers eyes.
They were staring at the open
were there. They had come noise
lcssly.
Murillo's clothes were covered
with dust, his eyes bloodshot. But
Angus had q shrewd bluff air-his
face a little grim, but tw'inkling.
$50 he knew you were leaving,
did he? He gave you the fifty dol
lars to get yourself here? Come,
now, Sandy, you've had your fun.
II guess you've glad enough to see
your husband again"
The blood pcltcd to Sandy's face.
She turned on :. Murillo. her eyes
burning with hatred. She said soft
~: "You got my note? l meant
what wrote then. mean It doubly
now!"
Murillo was exhausted with his
long, frantic ride. But he had mas
tered himself. He had formed his plan
with q scheming GOODNESS. Sandy
was his wife-bcauti'ful, admi rcd,
young-the type of woman he desired.
He exuqted in the comments her love-
illness evoked. He loved. that pale.
vivid face of hers; loved those soft,
appealing hands. She was his, and
he meant to have her.
She would be his wife again If
only long enough to be punished; to
be su'bdued: to be hurt for the vio-
lence she had done his pride, the
outrage of his vclvety self-estcem.
He would have her again-bcnd her
in two; break her to his will.
He was suave now as in the days
of their engagement. He glanced
gently toward Sandy as she stood
there, her stricken face blazing with
hatred,
He shrugged. Don't be hard on
cited. She can't be very we'll. We
had two very happy months. Every
thing was beautiful. I did every
thing to please her. ! took her
everywhere. We never quarreled.
But without saying . single word,
she stole frem the hotel in the mid
die Of the night.
II don't know why. can't think
~ NE slightest cause. I'm NOT TO
blame. DON'T know what It all
MEANS"
He looked with quiet appeal to the
mother and father: II don't under
stand. OF course she'll get over it.
She left Z note. She says she wants
the marriage ended
Sandy leaned on her hands. such
q drawn, pinched look shout her
young mouth that her mother in
stinctively whispered: Don't, dear!
Calm yourself-sit DOWN." ~
II AM calm! / know just what
I'm doing-just what l mean to do!
I'm not excited or crazy or I'LL I've
just finished with, marriage, that's
alf!"
She flung her head back, confront
ing her father's eyes. They were
black now. She said hysterically:
That's what said-I'm finished
with marriage. oh, ho--you can't
glare me down-no one car"
She backed to the door. her hands
clasped against her. chin.
"Come back here" Angus roared.
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