The Bismarck tribune. [volume] (Bismarck, N.D.) 1916-current, 1929-02-04
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kill him for this! was afraid-let
me 60, RUTH"
Jack, please, darling, pleased"
fransicsiiy. Come a. into tie s e sr.
ltor. It wasn't Mr.. Borden! swear it
wasn't! I struck my face against the
door! You've got to believe me!
Jack!"
! Her voice changed suddenly, be-
came ominously tsuiet and steady, Is
the Young man flung off her cling
ing hands. IF you don't come with
me now, II you won't believe me
when say it wasn't Mr.. Borden who
hurt me, in spite of-what you saw
this morning, III take back the
promise ! gave you last night. I
Jack Hayward came to his senses.
He shook his head, a. il to clear
from his eyes the red mists Of anger.
"You-mean that, Ruth? :" She nod
ded, her blue eyes implorinr him
through tears. "All right! But on one
condition-that you give Borden no.
tice on Monday morning. I'm not 60
ing to have YOU in that devils office
another day!"
Ruth would have promised any
thing to get him to 60 quietly with
her. The elevator boy regarded the
silent, flushed pair with humorously
appraised brows as he shot the car
down t0 fho mn ~ f1nnr
where shall we eat?" Jack asked
in a strained, unnatural voice when
they had reached the sidewalk.
Ruth swallowed hard at the lump
in her throat. Anywhere, dear. The
the Chester Hotel? It's closest"
What did it matter now? Jack
thought she had lied to him, believed
Borden had kissed her 50 violently
that her lip had been bruised. >.
Her perfect day" was spoiled. :.
She shivered, could not stop shiver-
ing, even a. she followed her fiance
into the big, warm dining-room Of
the Chester Hotel.
mo, thanks" she quavered, as he
reached for her coat. "I'll keep it on.
I'm cold. Oh-I'm 80 sorry!"
! She stood miserably beside the to.
BILE. while Jack and the waiter
stopped to pick up the widely scat
tered contents Of her handbag. Sud-
denly she knew she could not get
through the meal which was to have
been SO gay without the relief Of
tears. will you excuse me minute
dear? I want to telephone" she
choked, and fled.
She found the ladies' rest room de-
serted. Flinging herself upon an up
holstered settee, Ruth Lester shed
hot tears for lost ecstasy. Joy would
come again, she knew, but today,
which was to have been 80 perfect,
was hopelessly blighted. -. Maybe
Jack was feeling as cheated and un-
happy as she was. The thought
pulled her out of despair. She bathed
her eyes, powdered her face, and was
smiling TREMENDOUSLY when Jack look.
edtup from the menu card he was
studying grimly.
Il suppose you telephoned Borden
to warn him of my murderous inten-
tions," the jealousy-crazed young
man challenged her, as he stumbled
to his feet.
"No," Ruth quivered, slipping in
to the chair he pulled out for her.
IL had to powder my face. hope
you ordered something good. I'm"
Ruth, you've got to resign Mon
day. ! mean it," Jack interrupted,
leaning across the table to cover her
icy little hands with his. "I'm jeal-
GUS as-as the devil. honey. could
Mt bear it-having you near that
beast. Bill Cowan had to hold me
back today when saw Borden paw
ing at your precious little face, his
arm about your shoulders. l believe
/ could have leaped across that
eight-foot airshaft, was SO wild,
and If ! had"
Ruth's fingers curled over his
tightly. Lets not think Of Harry
Borden any more. darling. He doeS-
mt really matter, you know. He
shan't ever touch mo again, l prom
ise! OF course I'll resign Monday
But who is Bill Cowan, darl-
ing! I'm sorry he had to see"
"Bill I" Jack laughed, treasured,
happy again. "Oh, Bill Cowan's Z
real estate man. Sells lots out in the
Grandbury addition. Know why I
wanted to see him, SWEET"
Color swept over Ruth's checks.
"Oh!-Really, Jack? But-how can
your Oh. it would be heavenly to
build . homel"
| 1ank 1na~>a =. g. ~. 80
- he could, his brown eyes holding
her blue ones adoringly. "Oh. III
manage the money, darling! signed
up old 7. Q. Garrett Yesterday FOR
$4,000 worth Of additional insur-
ance. Ny commission will more than
pay for lot in Grandbury-"
HAS his application been accept
ed!" Ruth interrupted, practical
even in her joy.
"Not yet, but he was to see the
medical examiner this morning. I'm
sure he'll pass. Here comes
food Now look here, young lady. Il
you dare cry again, mi 70 back and
finish that beast, and don't mean
maybe. S. The broilsd mushrooms
are for the young lady, waiter. the
swsetbreads for me. ! ordered for
you. honey"
| The waiter left them in peace for
many minutes, for his services were
in demand elsewhere. They scarcely
touched their food. FOR neither had
IN appetite just then for anything
but kisses and lonR. sweet. afenif1.