The Bismarck tribune., 1929-04-08

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Stephen had experienced q definite
reaction in regard to Mildred. Rather
tolerantly regretful at first Of what
appeared to be the end Of their blos-
soming friendship. he found after .
night Of sleeping on It that he did not
want to let her 60.
OF course it wasn't serious the way
he felt about her. No more serious
than was his feeling for Pamela. MIL
dred wasn't so amusing as Pamela,
either. He didn't quite know why he
was attracted to her. She was just q
nice girl, while Pamela well,
Pamela kept fellow guessing. You
never knew what she would do next.
It was exciting.
But fellow didn't want excitement
all the time. It was restful being with
Mildred. He guessed he'd better see
her again and fix things up"
And then, when Mildred had evaded
him, he grew determined to see her.
She couldn't put him off, either,
although she told him she didn't feel
like seeing anyone that night. Stephen
was insistent.
"Oh, all right" Mildred gave in. If
you want to-"
She thought her indifference might
cause him to change his mind. She
hoped he would stay away. At least
she told herself she did, but her eyes
already had grown brighter and the
| WEAKNESS that had lain like a film
over her sensitive features was gone
when she returned to the living room.
In its place was q look Of transport
that brought a scowl to Harold's vis-
age.
what was that? Jack Gilbert?'
he said sarcastically. Look out or
you'll melt before he gets here"
Mildred went over to see II she
could get more volume out Of the
radio.
mo one in particular, Jealous" she
said lightly, but the overtones Of her
voice were joyous in spite Of her effort
to keep 1t level"
In that case suppose you won't
leave that devilish invention in the
next five minutes and rush off tc
change your dress while I sit here and
twiddle my thumbs" Harold mocked
Mildred turned with well-feignet
surprise. "Why how did you gues!
Tn just roasting to death in thi'
iersey?" she asked innocently.
I'm good at guessing" Harold toll
her. But I don't have to guess now
You ought to learn to play poker
Mildred. Your face Is as open as I,
deck Of marked cards."
Mildred walked over to q window
and opened it. "But 1t IS hot" sh'
maintained naively.
Harold came over beside her. H
put an arm swiftly around her ant
Mildred felt the trembling Of his fling
ers as he pulled her to him.
I'D give half my life II you wouls
put on an expression like that TO
me-" he burst out pAssionately.
He had buried his face in her hal
and Mildred heard him sob.
"Oh, don't, don't" she cried, an
put her arms around his neck.
They stood there, like that, quietly
for q long moment. Then Haroll
lifted his face and smiled. The smil
tore at Mildred's heart.
Loves damn fool thing" Harol
said bitterly.
Mildred looked at him steadily an
her eyes grew misty with tender sym
pathy. 1--WE m idea 1t might be yer
sweet" she said softly. "But guea
you and won't find that out, Harolt
We aren't lucky"
Harold uttered q harsh laugh
"What are you worrying about?" h
jibed. "You burst out like . mid
summer garden Of roses just becaus
some guy telephones that he's comm
up. Well. what do you suppose. he
coming for? II you feel like thu
about him you've no need to WONT
over your luck"
"fIe's just coming because he uvl
In : hotel and misses his home" M
dred said, trying to deny both
Harold and to herself that Stephen
visit could have . portentious NEAR
Ing.
Don't you believe IT." Harold d
clared warmly. TITS you hes cosnir
for. Who's going to waste his tin
on parlor atmosphere unless there's
girl Ia It that he wants?"
Mildred shook her head. mo. you,
wrong, Harold she said. This
Stephen Armitaee. and II you mll
know, I'm certainly not the GIRL IN b
young life."
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