The Bismarck tribune. [volume] (Bismarck, N.D.) 1916-current, 1926-10-04

SO, dear. Bob has his car. We're
going right now"
"Can't hold this train all day!' y
the conductor bawled At them from
the aisle summoned there by the
fcar-stricken porter. "Wanta make
= charge against this man, Mister ~
he tugged at Bob Hathaway's sleeve.
"No," Bob answered shortly. mo,
Let him 90. No Aserious damage
done, thank God! Come on. Faith
and you," he scarcely glanced at
Cherry. STOPPING, he picked up her
heavy. suitcase, and strobe down the
aisle with it.
"What about my couplA hundred
bucks and this gold-digger's ticket
to New York :" Albert Ettleson
bawled after him, his cockiness COM
ing back TO him, now that danger
had definitely passed him by.
"You 20 to hcll!" Bob Hathaway
flung over his shoulder and strodo
on without stopping.
"That awful mani" Cherry shud-
dered when Bob Hathaway'y car was
again headed toward homeland
safety. "Oh, Faith, darling, you and
Bob came just in time! He was
awful! l never dreamed-I thought
he was o perfect geutlemsn. Honest,
! did, Faith! I'd have killed myself
before I'd have let him"
"Shut up!" Bob commanded her
sternly..
Bob" Cherry began, piteously
reaching out q hand that cleaned
ghost-white in the darkness. Don't
You = don't you - love me - any
more :! ..
"Oh, for Gods sake, hush!" His
voice was like !. tho lash Of q whip
across her face. She drew back,
moaning. @s
.Dont be too hard on her.. Bob, >
Faith pleaded huskily. "She's been
taught z terrible lesson. ! don't be.
leve she mcant any harnt-really- ?
,,S Gf e1sr s;.yt GS den ea .sh:r g,
bear to lay the weight Of an unkind
love for Cherry. but Etsleson was
right. That's the reason-onc rea-
son-I didn't kill him or scramble
his face for him. She tricked him.
planned 70 wosk him for all he was
worth and keen the only coin with
which she could pay him back--her
wrtue. What'st virtue like that worth
that's been bought and paid for
but no delivered? Oh: God!"
Without a word. Faith laid hand
gently on his hard-muscled right
arm, felt the instant quiver Of his
response. II she could only cradle
his head on her bosom, too-kiss the
grim rigidity from his strained, hard
face, cool his hot blue eyes with the
soft tips Of her mothefing fingers.
She kept her hand on his arm, -
though willing that peacc and heal
ing pass from her heart to his.
Cherry, sobbed herself to sleep
during the last ten miles, and had
to be shaken gently, like limp child,
when the car drew up at the curb
before the kaise house in Myrtle
Her round. sleep.flushed face was
as innocent - baby.s when she
walked into her mothers room.
Faith, behind her, clenched heE
hands with futile anger at the COO
ing. sweet music Of her solicitude -
she bent over, the stricken woman
whose eyes blared open suddenly,
then filled With very glory Of love.
CHERRY. hoasyl- Your Muggy's
sick! hope / didn't spoil . good
time for. you-ought to have told
Muggy where you were going,
honey" Mrs. Lane. .Hlking weakly,
held up her heavy arms for an In
slant then. let item drop with .
eeoon. -.
Cherry. sorry. Muggy! So awful
" sorry! You and Dad were asleep.
and ! didn't want to- disturb you.
Bob couldn't take me out this after
noon, and Fern Boytwick drove over
from barrow and wanted me to 60
over to her house for supper-l won't
do II sgain, Muegt! Feel better
Faith could stand II, no longer, ran
bhndly 70 the living room, where
Hathaway was waiting 10 take hcr
to the hotel where poor little MRS
Ettleson was waiting for news.
II can't stand IL Be6P" She flung
an arm. across her streaming eyes.
~l'm sick 81 lying for Cherry! but
Whist can do? Oh. Bob. what can
dot 49,
.Marry her Sff q quick as YOU
cant" Again Bob AAsAeway put his
arm around ~ llols W. II be.
li:ye shes asHons
Tsiti whid Govt 81 the somfort.
ing circle " sral snd stared q
him, dumb w1t E1stonishmep
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