The Wolf Point herald. (Wolf Point, Mont.) 1913-1940, 1929-06-07

friends in New Haven.
You'll be glad enough to b
rid of me-" she remarked, whic
was so true that Sybil refraine
from comment.
Tad was to make a western tri
or business.
And when | get back" he dc
clared firmly, ."Val and | are goin:
to look around for a place of on
own. It's an awful imposition
staying here. Val doesn't realize
of course-but Mothers not 8,
young as she used to be-"
1t was Sybil who packed hi
bags and sewed his buttons OF
and drove him to the station wheI
he went away. Valerie had ar
engagement that evening to play
bridge. The next day she wal
leaving for Connecticut.
1t was lonely for Sybil when she
and her mother were there alone.
since Craig had more or less eff
faced himself, and Sybil was
rather avoiding her old crowd.
Craig had declared himself quite
definitely.
81 don't like being a footstool,'
he told her. "And I'm all through
bothering you. Sybil. I guess
maybe you've found my %protesta-
lions annoying. You know love
you. I'd do anything for you.
But I don't seem to know. how to
make you care for me. SO I'm
going to drop out of the picture
for a while"
Absence makes the heart grow
fonder," she parted lightly, half
glad to the relief of promised soli-
tude.
$50 I've noticed" he retorted,
"fonder of the other man"
She wondered if there was any
significance in the remark.
eff there's ever anything I can
do for you" he offered.
ooh, Craig!" she protested
don't be silly"
well, I just wanted you to
know" he insisted awkwardly
amy time you want me, let me
know"
After that she saw him infre-
quently, and missed him more
than she had thought possible.
Occasionally he sent flowers and a
box of candied fruits to Mrs.
Thorne. who was pleased that
he remembered her preference.
Munching a sugared pineapple or
succulent pear she would contem-
plate Sybil gloomily over her
sweet and remark, as usual. that
she could go further and fare
Once after that Craig took Sybil
to a road house. 1t was the first
time she had done anything gay
for weeks. She wore a dress of
lilac chiffon and pinned a great
bunch of silk violets on her Shout
der. She wore a top coat of soft
mauve and a little felt hat that
matched.
Almost all men. she reflected
liked orchid and purple and all
the royal shades between. Craig
had often told her violet was his
favorite color. She slipped a long
of ~amethysts about her
n e C and fastened cleaning
quartz, fashioned like grapes, in
her ears.
Across the candle-lit table Craig
bent toward her ~desirously. 1t
was nice and cozv. sitting across
each other like that. I'm
pulsively she reached for his hand,
md brushed it lightly across her
He smiled onietly and pinch
ed her cheek: then gravely light
ing a cigaret. studied her remotely
through clouds of smoke.
'Rather nice. isn't it?" he re-
marked idlv.
mice? Oh, Craig, it's wonder
ful-being together. I mean" she
assured him. 81 haven't enjoyed
ANYTHING so for ares"
Through dinner he remained dis
affable and all the blessed
title intimacies of long ago were
ike painful memories.
Sybil poured his coffee and
when he had taken it from her.
Ter fingers closed about his wrist
Then. swiftly. he sought her eyes
md held them until she bent, IN
used, to finger her beads.
Craig" She whispered softly.
DO YOU still want to marry me.
Craig?"
He took her hands then, and
leld them with both of his.
"You know I do dear" he said
She was tempted then to tell
lin everything.
would you marry me-" she
eff you knew I'd been a very
,ad girl?"
He smiled and inclined his head
as one humoring a child.
"Yes'm." he told her seriously.
"If YOU knew I'd bench, some
n / n O. droodf,I married nov