The Wolf Point herald. (Wolf Point, Mont.) 1913-1940, 1929-04-19

exploring his pockets. I've a Ii
tie trinket somewhere. All, her
we are" He held up a pair @
long a rings. Little golden disc
strung on end.
ooh, they're beautiful" Sybi
reached for them eagerly, AM
when she held them in the dazzl
ing light they sparkled like dis
titled sunshine. Lovely, lovely
things!" she cried. Where die
you get them, Rich?"
Come for a walk" he invited
land I'll tell you"
He took her arm possessively
We're going up on the back deck.
Nah. See you here when we
come back?"
"See that you come back" she
admonished him CURLY.
"Mabel's awful upset because
didn't go to bed last night" ex-
planned Sybil as they %sauntered
off. Il don't blame her either.
She feels sort of responsible, you
see"
"Never mind Nab" he exclaim-
ed. How about getting married
this morning."
ooh. Richard stop!"
They were on the deserted up
per deck, and when he tried to
take her in his arms, she pushed
him petulantly away.
For goodness sake" she
cried, Tets talk about something
else!"
But, darling" he insisted, you
love me! And love and marriage
are twins in your sweet mind,
Child"
NO, I don't either" she inform
ed him coolly. "At least I don't
think I do. And, anyway, l didn't
quite finish being honest with you
this morning.
Il left a boy at home, Rich.
I'm sort of engaged to him. He
expects to mary me when | go
back. When let you kiss me,
never dreamed you were going to
ask me to marry you. Forgive
NE, Rich. 1t was a sweet little
romance that bloomed on a moon
lit sea, and died in the light of
day"
But, Sybil-you love me, dear.
Here-Ill show you"
Don't, Rich. That isn't love.
Suppose some perfectly wicked
,reature kissed me-and did it as
lice as that. Suppose I couldn't
zee him. But I let him make love
me. And then suppose | got
linn under a big light. and dis
covered that he was absolutely
-illainous looking and shabby, and
.irty and everything. ]
Then suppose next morning l
cad in the papers that he had J
his wife, and run away
rom his sever hungry children. {
d hate him, wouldn't l? I'd
oathe and despise him. But just ]
he same he might have thrilled ]
lie with his kisses, and | might
ave whispered to him, L love
GU But you COULDN'T call q
nat love, could you, Rich? It's
ort of the same, you see."
But, Sybil. you foolish child,
not absolutely villainous look
lg, am II" Nor shabby, nor
And l haven't a wife to 7
eat, nor seven hungry children i
t ALL" {
We'll. perhaps my argument ?
'asn't very good. But l know
hat l mean, even if I can't say
Does that man at home thrill
ou the way I do, Sybil?"
"No-o-o."
But, darling, don't you see
rats because you don't love him
5 you love me-
ooh, he's much nicer than you 4
e, Rich. He hasn't all those
ideas" !.
How do you know he hasn't?"
q just know-that's all. And y
IS more patient than you would Y
'er be, and ~tenderer, and more
9pendable."
How do you know I'm not pa
ent, and tender and dependable?
Sybil, give me a chance!"
And break his heart?'
Glow about mine?"
you said, yourself, the world
full of girls that are nicer and
ettier and smarter than | am.
} pick yourself a knockout-and
.od luck to you, Rich. You're
onderful at making love. But
.u'd make a rotten husband.
ou even admit it. Now. please
she regarded him severely-"the
lole things overland we won't
TX any more about it."
Mabel was coming to join them.
m sick and tired" she com
aimed, of being deserted. The
" you two u off! You ought
hear the things people are say
3 about you"
was holding SybiTs
nd, pressing her fingers, one af-
: the other, idly.
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