The Wolf Point herald. (Wolf Point, Mont.) 1913-1940, 1929-07-05

If you think this is my funera.
what was it o wanted me to d
about it?"
We'll, l thought you might run
down there. It's only three hour.
on an express. You could get thu
five o'clock, if you hurried"
And then what? Grab Va.
from Darl's arms, and drag hel
home to Tad? Not a chance!"
But you could reason with her,
Sib. You know you could. She
has the greatest respect for your
judgment. And she's scared of
you too, Sib. Get her to come
home. Talk the thing over with
Tad. Go through it respectfully.
Think of your mother, Sib-and
the baby"
Sybil laughed.
GAS an emotional actress, Doll,
you're a bust. And your logic's
rotten"
But Sybil, l think Mrs. Yves
tons right" Mabel spoke with
quiet conviction. Its a tough
thing to do, dear. But, for Tad's
sake, I'd go through if l were you.
Why don't you let Jack and me
drive you down tonight? Then
you could go home and see the
baby, and tell some plausible little
story to explain the trip. We
could come back tomorrow"
"Then why not tell Tad about
it." demanded Sybil, "and let him
handle Val?"
ooh, don't tell Tad, Sib!" Dolly
Weston's stricken whisper was
the prayer of a soul that had
its hell a craven,
frightened little soul.
you don't know, Sib, what men
are like when they hear things
like that. If Tad knew that Val
had planned to go away with this
man-to live with him-he-he-
why, Sib, he might kill them
CHAPTER XXXV {
Suddenly Sybil became amen
able. {
"All right, Dolly" she said, 81 |
won't tell Tad. And if Jack will G
us, I'll go down to New f
iaven tonight. Thanks for telling
ne about it, Doll. You meant
veil, | guess. Perhaps it's for the {
'est. I'll see what I can do any j,
low. Don't worry about my drag !
ing you into it. And don't tell Il
lot FaXon's crowd" Ii
Dolly turned wide eyes on her !
q
"Why, Sib!" she reproached y
emily, don't you know you can fk
me? I'm awfully fond of 4
'al-really. Wild horses couldn't ~
rag a word out of me. I'll run 3
-ong now. You and Mrs. Moore 8
i'll want to be making arrange Ne
ents. Valerie will thank you Is
me day for this" NV
Dolly winked back surprising s.
airs, and powdered her nose re- 6,
Fk
"Good-by," she said. You're e
cd kids-both of you" IL
My dear" said Mabel when AS
e had gone, that girls been in rs,
jam herself. And Tom Weston RA
ised the devil. It's plain as the Is
on your face. Did you ever ~
a girl to give herself away ky
?" ~
I'll bet Tom had her on her W.
ees. It's a wonder to me he la
r took her back. But he put
fear of God in her, sure as III
live. That's why she wants -
save Val. She's been through VA
mill herself. IA
Say, these modern wives.
ats become of good old-fash- AZ
ed morality? They make hap e
their god. Then they spit e
virtues face. No wonder ~
IRE disconnected. The blind rs
S."
ybil sighed. Ia
ts a dizzy world, NAB. Have IS
seen Tom Weston lately? Old E
re his time. Grayer than his FM
er. Lines like scars. Poor 2
my. If a fool woman a II
a man that much, then, Nab, eS
going to bring Val home ~
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on the Post Road is a la
rious place. Blatant as a cir NS
In the semi-privacy of Grim q
booths men and girls made IA
Under a red and green
ed awning an orchestra made Isl
ent noise. And in the little
2 between the double row of
ed booths couples danced -
and continued to ~