The midland journal. (Rising Sun, Md.) 1885-1947, 1928-04-13


That's what I'm going to see your IA
Their about. I ran home to England
with that money to feed my starving
parents. Now I'm going to make
clean breast Of It all to your father
and then If he'll let me borrow what
I've still got Of that i've thousand. III
60 to Hollywood with 1t. The only
blot on my family escutcheon," she
sighed, els my having taken that bride
from your fatherl But needed it,
"Will You tell me-" demanded st.
Croix, frowning darkly. us Marvin b.
love with your"
"Pm sure / don't know. He never
told me so, the one time I met hin
unprofessionally."
"And you are perfectly confident.
are You, that Marvin had no suspicious
at oil as to who you were?"
II fancy he had several suspicious.
Oh, st. Croix. it's going to be awfuliy
embarrassing. facing them all! Espe-
cially your awful father after my tax
ing that money from himl Il makes
me shudderl When we get there, st.
Crofx, let me walk in behind you, will
you?-and ! promise to bring up
good, solid rear in the processioni
Oh, but I'm nervous about iti''
ITO see you sitting there looking
like Nicely Schwenckton and talking
straight English Its the d-t knock
out I've ever experienced" St Croix
almost groaned.
Didn't do the part to the lifeT
she amazingly appealed for applause.
'Now can go to Hollywood not only
to offer Myself, but my Piece as well
for I've written scenario OF this
weird, wild escapade, st. Croix, that
they can't resist You'll see yourself
in movie and find out just how,
just what you're like!"
"Sylvia!" He leaned forward and
took her hand. (They had their end
Of the car pretty much to themselves.)
"Give up this Hollywood ideal You
know how I love you"
How" she repeated thoughtfully.
as she gently withdrew her hand.
"Yes, know how"
"But look herel You're not going
to hold me to account for treating
you like the creature you pretended
to bel"
''What sort Of a creature was I
pretending to be?"
~You know what I mean, Sylvia I"
"Yet you made love to that crea-
turel A mans standards" she shook
her head over It, "are certainly lowi''
They're high enough when It
comes to choosing a wife, Sylvia"
'aThen let woman's standards be
as high when choosing a husbandr'
"You don't know life, my dear, or
you wouldn't say such an impossible
thing! My own standards are far
more fastidious than the averaged"
Gracious"
sIf you'll marry me. I'll worship
and reverence and adore you all my
life long!'
my dear st. Croix. can't imagine
anything more uncomfortable than be-
ing 'reverenced'-h eavensl You've
known Nicely Schwenckton much
longer and better than you've known
Cousin Sylvia and I'm afraid r. you
married me, you'd be far more likely
to bully and browbeae the meek and
lowly Nicely than to worship, rev
erence and adore the Lady Sylviai
You're SO used to bullying me,
couldn't risk it!'
"You actually believe / could ever
for moment confound you with the
stupid, vulgar girl you pretended to
be?"
'sYou made love to that girl and
would have despoiled and ravished
heri'
He WINGED and looked shocked.
please! Such words on your lips!"
"Bunkl Boshi You would have
done to her what you consider indie
cent even to speak of to me! Do you
think / forget what you told her Of
your feelings, about your marriage2
You said to her. 4 will marry my cous-
in because shall enjoy the prestige
this marriage will give to me and to
my children You weren't even hop
ing for love in your marriage. That
You would find outside of marriage
with girls like Nicely Schwenckton r.
II hadn't seen you then, Sylvia I"
"You were planning to marry one
girl while you were trying your best
to seduce anotherl And in the face
Of that, you dare to speak Of marriage
to meT
"Yesl Because love you'll I was
mad about Nicely and you are She
with just the difference that turns de-
sire into worship!'
'I'm afraid. st. Croix, that Marvin's
repudiating me is more to my taste!
You see. my dear cousin, know too
well how unchivalrous you are to
womanhood. how you dishonor 1t and
ravage itl'
Again he WINGED and drew back. Il
cannot BEAR" he frowned, disgust In
his eyes, ''to hear such coarse Ian
guage on the lips Of girl I respect I"
tTo BE CoNTINUED.)
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