The Wolf Point herald. (Wolf Point, Mont.) 1913-1940, 1929-03-15
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CHAPTER X

CHAPTER X
Don't buy a stitch" counsele
Mabel. "The shops in Havan
are next to Paris. Yon can bu
importations for a song"
Their facetious friends besiege.
them with opportunities to "brin.
home some liquor"
Valerie wanted a Spanish shawl
white, or cream-colored splotcheC
all over with roses, and awfully
vampy looking" And a pair O
Spanish pumps with red heels.
Mrs. West had heard that CUBE
was a wonderful place to buy lin
ems. She limited largely for a
luncheon cover, suggesting that
Valerie's collection be supplement-
ed by a few pieces that Sybil
could surely pick up reasonably.
Tad showed a handful of bills in
his sisters bag.
For Walls shawl and things"
he explained.
See here, Tad" exploded Sybil,
you can't afford to trick that wife
of yours out like a circus rider.
Lord, the girl got clothes enough
in Paris to last her a year"
Gosh, Sib, you don't think I'm
going to be a piker with Val, do
you? What's a couple of hundred
dollars, for Pete's sake!"
Its a couple of hundred that
you can't afford to spend, Tad
Thorne-and you know it."
whats the difference"
Walls dreadfully spoiled, Tad,
and you're pampering her like a
baby. What does she think you
are?"
Lay off Valerie, will you, Syb-
i'll" Tad spoke sharply.
ooh, all right. It's your fune-
raj"
Quick tears sprang to SYPHILIS
eyes. 1t was so tragically easy
to cry those days. When people
sharp with her, or very ten
der, she felt the same absurd i'm
pulse to weep. Now she stopped
to the roses on the library table,
ashamed to let Tad see her foolish
tears, She was iditically jealous
of Valerie. Hurt, like a child, be-
cause Tad championed his bride
against her.
Gee, Tad, Pm touchy. l didn't
to pop off like that"
His arm cross her shoulders
made things right.
You're shot to pieces, Sis. All
.ired out. This trips going to be
Just the thing for you. Wish to
he Lord l was going along"
you could if you weren't mar
'eid !"
She could have bitten her tom
off when the words were out.
The door had opened and Valerie
vas with them.
$50 that's the way you feel a.
,out it, is it? I always knew you
like me, Sybil Thorne. | g,
new from the beginning that you
a hateful old thing. Nice ]
o my face-Oh, of all the mean,
things! Trying to come
Tad and me. Oh! oh! i
Valerie's voice broke on high,
md she ran crying wildly from
he room. 2
"And you, too, Tad Thornel {
just as bad as she is. Oh c
OH want my mother!"
Tad was after her in a bound. l
Baby Baby :" t
Sybil could hear him as he /
aught her on the stairs. We'll, t
yell, you poor little thing :" 2
Valerie's sobs were smothered I
a his arms. Poor little baby" O
He carried her to his room, the S
DOM they shared together now.
"Damnation!" said Sybil. h
* \ q
1t was quite exciting, getting /
way. Valerie pleaded a headache "
stayed at home. Z
God is good" murmured Sybil =
iously when she saw Mrs. Thorne Il
upstairs with the aspirin c
nd an ice bag.
But Tad was at the boat with q
corsage for each of the girls and a
great box of candy. =
From VAL" he said. "She was s.
sorry that she couldn't n
It down" II
Liar" said Sybil, and kissed W
m affectionately.
Craig had filled their stateroom N
it'll roses, and came bearing ex- tt
ic fruits.
The girls at the society where !
abel worked had given her a u
.mera and a portmanteau. 10
Saints abovei" cried Sybil III
hen she saw them. Now every
know we're a couple of old
"A
There was a great deal of kiss
and a little weeping. Mrs. CT
horne, fussing with a last-minute
grets, was afraid it wasn't just