The Bismarck tribune. [volume] (Bismarck, N.D.) 1916-current, 1926-06-22
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"uC" III t"e SoHpa"v u IHdt
young man."
slow. then. am to arrange the
match for Alice, Galubchick?"
"And you're using entirely too
much slang"
"You mean 'galubchick' Ritzy.
isn't it? But I'm surprised. isabella.
that you don't know culture when
you hear it. That word is Russian
for little dove l got it out of Anna
Karenina.' You must read it, dar-
ling. Ah-to see Vronsky kissing
Annals hands! My hands are lovely;
l must teach men to kiss them"
Mrs. Mcneil frowned, glancinx
about timidly as though she ex-
pected an invisible audience, includ-
ing Ben Murillo and Angus Mcneil
to be shocked at Sandy's words.
But | mean it. dear; it's not wise
to be with this Mr.. Work"
| Worth, Mother
ITO be with him every hour Of the
day! You shouldn't dance SO much
with him. Last night and the night
before noticed you had almost
every number together"
| u like dancing with him.
Its not right
why - wrong JUST OecaNSs
it's pheasant? Why do you call every
delightful thing evil; and every
dreary thing good? Is it because
you honestly think life should be I
i vale Of tears that you call all the
sweet things sin? DO you think
we're cheating God if We contrive to
grab off few Joys?
You'd really feel guilty if you got
thrill from this and that, wouldn t
/ you. Isabella?"
I'D feel guilty to be flirting with
other men in the absence of my hus-
band!"
"Ah, you darling little thing!
You'd flirt in his presence, would
you? Don't get excited, darling: but
tell me, is it wicked to eat and
breathe and sleep and smile in the
absence of your husband? You've
got the same instincts whether
Angus is here or not, haven't you?
You can't help it that you get hum
cry or tired? No more can | that
I'm alive and gay and my feet run
from under me at the sound of
music. Do you think they're going
to stop because I'm married to U
man l don't care about?"
That's q terrible thing for you to
say, Sandy"
She answered. inaudibly: "No, but
it's terrible thing for me to know.
mother. OF all the men in the world
y could have loved; to be bound to
one hate!"
Her gaiety fled. She became
stifled with the violent beating
of her heart. A hundred times in
the. last four days she had been
dashed from joyousness to depres-
sion with these hurricane moods.
| One hour she was laughing, def
ant---tempting Ramon Worth-exult-
ing in the swift response Of his eyes
And the next she sat in her cabin
her arms tightly folded, at once
stricken and alarmed.
She would see his laughing eyes
grow somber, see him sit q long
while quiet, avoiding her face She
would whisper: What am doing
Do I love him? oh. what am I, any.
way? Why do do these things %
Her feelings mounted and grew
fiercer the more she tried to curb
them.
Then she told herself: OTIS the un.
certainty-the bitter suspense. Oh
that's it! I keep fearing he won,
|
forever with him. That's what
makes me so wild-that's wha1
makes me exaggerate Ramon
Yes, she went on, it was this fear
Of q lifelong denial-of endless, col
orless years with Murillo that nov
made her representative to all
thoughts Of happiness and love-
made her want to snatch defiantly--
laughingly.
: She rehearsed the meeting will
her husband. She meant to Be very
controlled and fair She would asl
him to divorce her. His future a
well as her own demanded it. Sh,
wanted only freedom. She made n.
claim for alimony nor even supper
while she went to business college
, She saw herself in the city max
ing her own way, self-reliant, sue
cessful, magnificent times.
This picture faded. In its plac
daughter of hers asking divorce
Flouting Ill her traditions!
, She whispered, weakly: "Ill neve
, get it. They'll never let me GU
of it,"
!: She carried on frantic dialogue
! with herself. shivering at tn
, prospect Of barrenness and mocker
} before her.
"They pushed me Ninto it. They'v
got to help me out"
but they won't. You know {,
} Besides. you were Of legal age. w
/ were just : weskling or you'd hav
= fought Them"
, II tried to. never dreamed"
"Oh. shut up with that old stu II
I. t4xS,r4 in ~ IT, for lifsl"