The Wolf Point herald. (Wolf Point, Mont.) 1913-1940, 1929-05-17
.eady, How about your trunk?"

Where's Rich?"
Asleep"
Does he know you're going?"
He doesn't care what | do"
ooh, Sib darling, if you rur
away. thereu be hundreds anC
hundreds of miles between you
Jack, can't you reason with her?'
SYPHILIS mouth hardened, and hel
eyes were cold as steel.
Listen" she began firmly, q
didn't intend to tell you. I'll new.
er tell anyone else. Last night
after you people went, Richard
was horribly abusive. l left him,
and went to the Ingla Terra. This
morning l woke all trimming with
wifely love and idiotic devotion.
| thought Rich might be sick. l
felt sure he would be repentant.
And | meant to forgive him once
more, and start in all over again.
Exactly like a poor adoring fool,
you see. So l hurried back to the
Seville, and up to our room.
There lay my husband. Drunk,
across the bed. An empty bottle
on the floor. And beside it a little
card. Do you remember, Nab,
the card we saw on the boat? The
purser showed it to us. It said
una rubia' on it, and the purser
told you it meant the girl was
J blond. This one said 'triguena.'
I know that means brunei, be-
cause Richard says love is a mat
ter of types. and you e he likes
dark women.
"Sybil-oh, my dear!"
"Her name is Isabella, and she
lives downstairs somewhere" Sy-
bill was talking rapidly-discon-
n~ectedly now. MY husband par
ticularIy likes girls with dark eyes
and olive skin"
'Sybil-darling-don't!" Mabel
threw her arm protectingly across
sybils shoulders. You poor girl
don't dear!"
Sybil contemplated the ring on
her left hand thoughtfulIy. "Why
not?" she demanded.
Gently Mabel drew her closer.
Its so horrible" She shivered.
and besides n perhaps Richard
didn't go there. Maybe he just
found the card.
Sybil sat up very straight. and
shaking Mabel's arm away, turned
her level gaze upon her friend.
Don't be a dumb-bell, Nab" she
admonished.
Moore shifted his incredulous
glance from one girl to the other.
Perhaps" he offered lamely, I'D
better go over and talk to him"
Good Lord, no! Leave him
alone. What good does talking
Sybil was angrily determined.
Il don't mean to be rude, but
you'll have to let me handle this
my own way. Are you coming
with me-, Major aren't your"
Mabel turned to her finance.
Gould you come too, Jack?"
Not a chance, dear. / have to
make Santiago from here. But
why don't you go ahead with
Well let Eustis sleep un-
til you get out. Then tonight |
could drop over there, and tell
him that Sybil is through. l sup
pose he knows how to reach you
at home. Sib?'
Sybil wrinkled her forehead per-
plexedly.
Honestly. Jack, l don't know.
He knows I'm from Boston, of
course. but l don't believe he
knows thai the family is at Wian-
no. If l ever mentioned it, he has
probably forgotten it.
"Oh, if he wanted to come to
Boston, he could find me. Direc-
and phone books, you know.
Anyhow, I've planned exactly
what | shall no. Nobody need
know I've been married at all. If
Rich cables, or tries to get in
touch with me so that Mother
know, ! can tell her he's
just a crazy man we met on the
rip that ] didn't care a bit about.
vou'll stick to me. won't you,
You know | will, Sib."
wei them guess that's set
tied. VIII you grab a. fertingo,
lack, and hustle down to the
steamship office and get us a state
room? We have round-trip tick
IT'S. Mab's coming along like a
good girl-aren't you. dear?"
"Oh, l suppose So" Mabel con
:urred obviously.
Angel" approved Sybil, and
.urned briskly to Jack.
III help Mabel pack" she told
him, and if you'll come to take
to the boat after you make the
e%servations, Wen be all ready"
When Jack had gone she turn
helplessly, to hide the tears
stung her %scorching lids.
7umbling in the depths of a big
beaded bag, she found a handker-
chief, and pressing it to her trem