The Bismarck tribune. [volume] (Bismarck, N.D.) 1916-current, 1926-06-26

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J Chapter 81.
He let go of her. He went over
and sat at desk repeating in snarling
mockery the bftterest .0f Sandy's
words.
She sat with her back toward him
very excited-very still.
He wheeled slowly round, watch
ing her intently, his lips moving.
you can go. I've nothing more to
say. You married me. You're my
wife. You'll remain my wife. That's
all l came to tell YOU"
rs it? Well. I've few things to
tell you. There's no sense in making
a tragedy of this. We ought to be
sane about it. can't live with you.
You no longer care for me. The
only thing before US is to part"
Yes? You think so, do you?"
1T can be done quietly. You can
divorce me-"
$50 you've said. I'm not going to
divorce you'll"
/ "Then I'll sue for one"
He came over. stood before her, a
smile of hatred on his mouth. "On
what grounds, my dear? That l
married YOU after you had disgraced
yourself? That took you back after
you ran away on your honeymoon? ?
That ! pay your hospital expenses
for breakdown induced by your
own cheapness? That send you
touring with your mother for several
months?'
Her eyes grew black and fiery in
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grounds enough to get ten divorces
if | chose to state them. And |
shalt"
"You have witnesses for all these
atrocities. have you? Remember, it's
your word against mine, and can
make mine worth money. II it takes
the last cent I've got. you'll never
get divorce"
Aren't you offering rather high
price for your spite? You forget
you'll also be free. There are plenty
OF women in the world better suited
to you than !. Plenty who would
give you good return for your food
and your clothes and your shelter.
There are even some who might
marry you without being driven into
it by their disgraceful pastsi"
"You realize it, do you? Yes
plenty of women better looking than
you! Plenty with moro to offer q
! man! But I'm married to you. Mar
ried for life. can't get free. Neither
/ II am free. fve ceased to /, he
your wife. / buried that when you
buried my child. You might as we'll
know it plainly. If you. won't give
me . divorce or get one yourself
and if you succeed in baking me so
that I'm compelled in the eyes Of the
gain to yourself will be the privilege
of supporting me-"
"And if don't contest it.? II per-
NIT you, 70 get . divorce, who has
the privilege of supporting you? You
think your father will receive you ?
He will approve of your divorce and
will be glad to take you int"
Il won't ask you to worry about
it. can make my own way"
"Your own way? So that's it!
Who is he? Since / furnish the
opportunity of the meetinR-sinc1
/ buy the clothes and pay the pas
sage, I might ask the honor of the
gentleman's NAME"
He stopped down, his eyes CLEAN.
ing through narrow Sits, infuriated
by her arrogance and contempt.
"Who is he p
She swept past him, stood at the
window, twisting the glass bead on
the shade string.
I'm right, am l :"
She flung about suddenly, answer
ing in soft voice. Her voice pulsed
and was hot. YOU'D deserve to, be
right! You regard me as your wife
and you've tried from the beginning
to shame me. You married mo after
disgraced myself, did you? You
know, as God knows, that you're
shabby. lying coward to say it. I've
nothing to hide-now or in the past.
II make no promises for the fu-
ture! Understand that! I'll give
you grounds to divorce me-plenty
of them"
"You will Let me inform you q
little-just q little before you 20 any
further with that idea. You give me
grounds to divorce you-you do one
thing to lower my name and you'll
get the worst of it! You may not
know, my dear-adultery is felony
in this state. A felony punishable
| with five years in the penitentiary,
How would you like that?"
She regarded him across q burn
ing silence. Then she walked up
and smiled in his face. when
you're sane again, perhaps we can
every word I've said. There's no
need to degrade ourselves with Bit
terness and insult We made mis-
take to marry. No one is involved
but the two Of us. The only decent.
clean thing we can do, since things
are as they are, is to part. I mean
to accomplish this
He made q clutch at her wrist:
And | mean that you shan't! Think
it overt"
She pulled from him-cold and
defiant. She put on her hat her
hands trembling, She whispered to
herself with shaky laugh: Mustn't
get any more freckles!" felt giddy
with the pounding in her head.
But outside It was uplifting
sparkle and joy in the sir. She
walked quickly saying to herself:
Peach Of . day!" The hills were 9
fiuttered like wells III nymDhsr
nymphs dancing on the gay blue
Sandy drew in her breath. She
stepped along buoyantly. She kept
saying to herself: "What Of 1t! It's
no tragedy" She held her head back
drinking in the sweetness Of the fine !
September morning.
When finally she reached the back
gate Of The old white house dream.
Ing in its sun bath she ran her fand |
over her face. Her hands were lev.
She thought: what Will Isabel say? |
: wonder how, the,ll take it,
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