Plentywood herald. [volume] (Plentywood, Mont.) 1908-current, 1927-07-01

and shufhing thoughts rapidly. Then
she heard a sound and locke up to see
Joan staring at her from the doorway.
The girl looked so stormy that Carts
wondered If they were to have a violent
scene. She spoke quickly and with con-
Citation.
81 wanted to see you Just a minute"
II can imagine anything we can have
to say to each other" said Joan curtly,
I'm not interested in Camille scenes or
anything like that"
Possibly Carts did not understand. She
was not we'll read. Or understanding,
she was gracious.
You ought to know" she said. that
the very nice man you are going to
marry"
I'm not marrying anybody" inter-
rupted Joan, NOR taking advice on it.
thanks. So If that's ALL"
She braced one hand on a little glass
covered smoking table and spoke again.
6" know you can knock me down."
she said sharply, "or have me put out OF
here. But l would like to tell you some
thing. The boy is worth two Of you.
He's generous and tolerant and you aren't
either. You've lived out here in your
little set and are trying to run the world
from it. AS far as : can make out you
threw him down because he was civil to
me and spent an evening with me and
another man. You're a little fool. You're
throwing away one OF the finest young
men I've ever seen and I've had some
experience"
mo doubt" said Joan caustically.
Yes. Experience. That's what l said.
Not because I wanted it, either. II you've
been fighting alone as I've been for
thirty-ive years you pick up a lot Of 1t.
l haven't played a bad game. either. I've
been fooled n stung. I've gone through
things you don know exist. I've dyed
INV hair qnH madq I'm q mast m El1it NV
self. But that's all right. That doesn't
hurt anybody. People like you, you wise
ones, are the ones that hurt. Because
you're DULLES and know that you a
II didn't ask you to come u here"
Joan began.
mo, but came. Hoping to see you.
That nice boy at the hotel is looking
sick because of you. You ought to be
ashamed. You ought to hank your stars
you've got him n you ought to hang on
to him, not bulldoze him. He's crazy
about you. If you could have heard him
brag about you you'd have known your
luck. He thinks you're the whole thing"
DON'T" said Joan, her mouth like a
stubborn child's who will not cry.
"And If you get him." said Carts grim
ly, hang on to him. Keep him wanting
you. That's the kind OF world it is. You
can't order other peoples feelings around.
You've got to coax them. I'm thirty
hfS, NJSNs 49, NS N"oo~N
! know"
Miss Temple said Joan, I'D like q
couple of my friends to meet you"
That was the way she did it., in the
Sinclair manner, with personality. rather
magnifcently. She sale just the right
| things to Mr.. Panton, about the club,
about her golf game. about Mick. He
thought her delightful. But what he
! liked especially was the ease with which
Carts seemed to mingle with these peo-
Pile, the way they got along together. He
was proud of her and his vacillation stiff
fened into decision. He liked to think
of her in the center Of many just such
scenes. He would make 1t possible.
i've been talking to Mick" said Joan.
II telephoned him and he's coming up.
Wouldn't you like to stay over for din
ner?"
"Why I don't know" hesitated MIR.
Panton, what do you say. Miss Tenn
ple?"
His deferring to her, his obvious pride
in her. told Carts that things were break
ing right at last.
mot tonight" she said, Il really must
get back"
Enough was enough. Besides, she real
ly mustn't take her hat off again until
her hair was touched up. 1t looked as
II she could safely have 1t done tomor-
row.
Copyright: 1926: BY Margaret Banning