The Monmouth inquirer. [volume] (Freehold, N.J.) 1865-1933, 1926-02-25
Just a Lovers
Quarrel
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By CYNTHIA BLAIR

that it fell into the bed Of petunias
nearby ''He just simply won't listen
to reason. We've argued for three
days over this thing, and I'm just
about ready to tell him that I'm
through 1t seems queer, when we
love each other so much, that we could
quarrel so over little bit of a thing.
But when l realize how stubborn he
/ is
Eyes, l know, but-well, just listen
to little story that Pm going to tell
you" Granny leaned back in her low
chair, rocking gently back and forth
for a moment, looking off over the gay
little garden as if she didn't see it at
all, but saw far into the past instead.
This happened when your grand
father and were on our honeymoon"
she began at last; the faint creaking
| of a board beneath her chair made a
soft accompaniment to her voice. I'VE
went abroad though everybody told
us that it was just tempting fate for
a newly married couple to take such
a long trip. Travelling is so hard on
peoples dispositions We got along
beautifully, though, all through Eng
land and France.
"Then we went to Italy. 1t was
pretty warm there, and pretty dirty.
'Well, we left Venice one very hot
evening to go to Florence. We'd ex-
pected to have sleeping compart-
ment, but somehow when we got on
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| How about it, Emp your grand
father said. Are you game to go on,
anyhow
II said / was. We were going to
stop in Florence just few days, and
then start home, and / was getting
anxious to go. wanted to come back
to my new little house here, you see,
and really settle down. So we went
right on. 1t meant sitting up all
night, as there were two other per-
sons in the compartment that we had
to take, which was big enough for six ;
we could just sort of lie down, but
that was ALL
''Wen, at first 1t wasn't so bad,
though the train was pretty dirty. Aft
er awhile, just as we were leaving a
town, Tom leaned forward-he was
sitting across from me-and said:
En-, did you notice the name of
that town we just left? I'd like to
know where we are on the map.
ait happened I'd noticed the sign
over one of the DOORS Yes, it was
Entrata,' I said, 'or Intrata,'
when we got to the next town he
looked out, as we went right through.
That was Uscita,' he said, but 1
can't find 1t on the map
eve didn't stop at the next town
either, but l saw the sign over one
of the doors there. Tom didn't.
"'Why, Tom, you were wrong
about that last town. told him.
This one we've just gone through was
Uscita.'
1T couldn't be; that was the name
of the last one, he answered, sort of
short with me.
well, we argued about it. / told
him I could believe my own eyes,
guessed, never remembering that he
was sensitive about being near-sight-
ed, and he said he'd learned to read
when he was five he was always aw-
fully proud of that-and he couldn't
be mistaken.
swell, finally, l just stopped talk
ing. Maybe I'm crazy said TO him,
but 1 know what saw over that
door. I'm not going to talk about 1t
any longer
HE leaned back in his corner with
the most exasperated look on his face
that ever saw I don't have to talk
any more,' he said i know that
was right
when we came to the next town
we were both pretty eager to see what
the name of it was. We leaned way
out of the window. And over the first
door of the station it said 1ntrata' or
'Entrata,' never did get that word
quite straight in my mind, and over
the next one it said 'Uscita
1--WE just looked at each other as
if we'd lost our minds. And then Tom
went into the next compartment,
where there was man who'd stayed
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who spoke Italian. He came back
laughing fit to kill.
1--WE were both right, EN- he said.
And we were both wrong. One Of
those words means Entrance" and
the other means EXIT. -"
She laughed softly at the little pic
ture memory had brought up, and
Helena laughed with her.
Other thoughts came swarmfng to
her. Grandpa'd been gone for FIVE
years now, and no matter how hard
granny tried to fiji her days with In
terest in her grandchildren and her
garden and her charities, there were
many times when she just sat looking
at grandpa's picture and thinking of
him. She was lonely then one look
at her sweet little face made that
plain enough.
Suddenly Helena jumped up,
| snatched her hat out of the petunfas,