The Bismarck tribune. [volume] (Bismarck, N.D.) 1916-current, 1929-09-09
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THE things that are on my mind
aren't fit to say!" sneered Bob.
Red spoke slowly, measuring every
word.
"You came here once before, New
ton. and I'd have thrown you out. If
Molly hadn't begged me not to. Now
I think I'll murder you."
"Red!"
Molly threw herself against him.
Red, dear. you're all upset. You
don't know what you're saying. Bob,
can't you see that Red is not him
self? Get out of here, before some.
thing dreadful happens. You shouldn't
talk like that. You know you
shouldn't. I don't blame Red a bit for
being angry. It would serve you right,
Whatever he did to YOU"
She was pushing Red toward the
cloth-of-gold sofa.
sit down, please. Don't let YOUR
self get so excited. Listen, Red. Bob's
insanely jealous. He didn't mean to
be insulting. Bob asked me tonight to
marry him."
Bob advanced menacingly.
That's more than you ever asked
her!" he cried. You come here at
an hour when a decent maj wouldn't
dream Of compromising a girl. And
you put out the light $50"
That's enough!" ordered Red saw
agely. What do you think this is?
You're the hero. aren't you? And I'm
the villain, I suppose? And poor Nell
here is fighting for her honor? Ral
Run along, little Boy Scout. We don't
want to play with you. We don't like
your looks"
He turned contemptuously on his
heel. and lit a cigaret.
Tell him to 60 chase himself,
Molly" he instructed ovcr his shoul-
der.
You've been seeing naughty NOV
les. Newton. They're too strong fodder
for a guy like you."
i've seen plenty tonight" snarled
Bob. I've seen enough to take my
child away from this house.
Molly vas trembling nervously.
Don't provoke him, Red" she whis-
pered.
But Red was not to be silenced.
That's the egg that had the nerve
to ask you to marry him. he jibed.
II want to do the right thing" blus-
tered Bob defensively. Il want Rita
to have a decent home"
announced Red, she doesn't have to
marry a sap like you. She can marry
q regular guy
"Sh. Red" besought Molly.
II mean it." he said. YOU can
marry me. You don't think Rita's the
only cute kid that's ever going to get
born, do you? Shucks! Rita'S q nice
little girl, and all that. But you can't
tell how she's going to turn out. Ny
God. she might take after her father!
Then what would you do?'
Molly tried to laugh.
You're acting like a couple Of chill
drcn," she sc0lded. stop your nom
sense"
Nonsense nothing!' he exclaimed.
I'm asking you to marry me. I'd do
more than that to save you from a
chuinp like Newton. You know how It
was. when mother was alive. /
couldn't ask you then"
But, Red, you funny thing -"
Funny! There's nothing funny
about a man asking a girl to marry
him, is there? Maybe Newton thinks
there is. I guess he thinks guys in
my league never ask a girl things like
that"
Molly is already considering a pro-
posal from me-" injected Bob stiffly.
Yeah? Well. give him his answer
now. Molly. Give it to him plenty,
dear!"
"Oh. Red. don't talk like that"
Molly put her fingers to her ears
please don't say any more. You
-. you -. you're awfully m-n-mear.
b-b-both Of yours
She was crying now.
"F-f-fighting j-just like d-dogs.
d-go home, b-b-both Of you! T..
I h-hate you'll"
The door slammed on Bob's ncerc
monious departure, and Molly fell
back on her cloth-of-gold sofa, crying
as though her heart would break. Red
knelt then. beside her, and put his
arms gently around her. grading her
gently.
Poor little kid. Poor little Molly.
I'm as bad as he Is. dear. We're q
couple Of eggs. Ought to be shot, both
Of US"
I'm so unhappy" she moaned. I'm
the unhappiest girl in the whole wide
world"
He patted her hair with his big.
tender hands.
Don't let me make you that way.
You don't have to marry mi, just to
get rid Of Newton you know. You do
whatever you want, honey"
When she stopped sobbtng, he
wiped her eyes and nose with his
handkerchief.
you're 50 funny" she declared.
smiling misttly. "What II I said I'd
marry you. Red Flynn? What would
you do them"
Gosh, what do you think?" he de-
manded. I'd b tickled to DEATH"
"Honest?"
"Honcst-to-0od.'
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q SCt0keo Ms CHECK WIN Iler
hand.
Get up. darlin'. Sit down beside
me. You look. like . young man pro-
posing, down on your knees. Oh, Red.
you're . peach! I don't know what
"a do without you. It would be sort
o. wonderful to have you for . hus-
hand. ] mean for q little while. It
would. hut IN the long run. you'd
make . perfectly awful husband. Red.
You're simply not the marrying sort.
You were made to be Z bachelor.
You're fearfully improyident, and ir-
Responsible. You've Ill the nv traits
that make boch1j0gs fascinating. hut
you know yourself. you wouldn't make
: very good huSband."
Red seemed - consider the indict-
ment ruefully.
II suppose I wouldn't" no admit
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