The Wolf Point herald. (Wolf Point, Mont.) 1913-1940, 1929-04-05

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Sybil?"
"How inelegantly the gentleman
talks!"
She nestled against his shoulder
IF Nab comes in, she'll have
a fit. If the steward shows up
you'll have to tip him. This j:
outrageous"
you like it, don't your" He
held her very close.
Love it oh, my dear
you'll CHOKE mel"
ALWAYS from love and kisses,
their conversation turned to mar
riage. Richard, in laughing, mod
ernistic fashion, condemned it
soundly.
But, my darling" he told her
now, releasing her lips lingeringly,
I'D almost marry you'll swear l
would"
q suppose" she hazarded light
ly, "if it was the only way you
could have me, you might be in
duced to consider it,"
Exactly" he agreed. "a man
will do anything if he wants a
woman badly enough"
"And you want me that bad?"
she tainted.
q want YOU he told her
solemnly, so much that it's an
ache in my bones. A hungry
gnaw eats me night and day"
He took her in his arms, and
when she chung to him trembling,
he whispered softly:
It's holding you, dear-like this
its enough to make me or
any mar drunk. Don't you know
that?"
She drew herself away. and
pouring water from the decanter,
drank it slowly. When she put
the glass down her voice was
steady.
mo man ever made love like
this to me before who didn't want
to marry me-" she remarked slow
ly- you make me feel sort of
defled. | don't like it,"
Deliberately she powdered her
o and touched her lips. When
she had inspected herself critic
ally in the mirror. she pulled on a
small felt hat.
Come up on deck" she invited.
Bedrooms, all heavy with powder
and scent, ~nauseate me. It's al
most eleven. They'll be serving
broth in a few minutes.
They found their chairs, and
when he had slipped a pillow be-
meath her head, he stretched in
dolently beside her.
you must think" she began
acidly, continuing their converse
ton where they had left it off.
that I'm trying to worm a pro
posal out of you. Because 1
wouldn't marry you for the world"
He reached for her fingers.
You know" he told her, that
you possess me entirely"
"Fiddlesticks!" she retorted.
and snatched her hand away.
Il never did ask a girl to marry
me-" he remarked ruminatively,
I've always thought of marriage
as a sort of trap. And of course
it's desire that springs the thing"
She said nothing. !
I'D make such a rotten hus-
he continued speculatively. I
I'm much too brilliant" Z;
And when she flashed him a
look of whitening scorn, he rallied
his d~efenses humorously. "Mor- f
ons make the best husbands. you I
know. Sybil. I've always said so. {
Look at the awful things marri-
age does to clever people. Now !
I've seen lots of fine, promising
fellows" :
"Oh, shut up, Richard"
But l have" he insisted. "And 5
just as soon as they get married. {
what happens? Same old tread :
mill. Same old rut-' |
81 hold no brief for marriage" :
She interrupted him primly. "And '
your views don't interest me a a
9
But they ought to-" he protest 1
"E%veryone's interested in G
marriage. To marry happily one
needs a single track mind-now I G
know what I'm talking about, Sy- g
bill. You'd better listen" Y
Il WON'T" she snapped, and put t
Ter fingers in her ears. Q
"Oh, we'll" Richard shrugged r
ndifferently. And, when she had d
aiken her hands away, remarked /,
usually, You'd make a rotten
wife yourself you know, darling" il
"Why?" she demanded. c
You're not stupid enough" he Il
old her cheerfully. Gentle. fruit n
III women make the best wives" v
I'm gentle" she told him. And Il
must be dreadfully stupid, or I il
wouldn't put up with you" b
oh, no" he contradicted gent
y, you're not stupid. sybil. You