Western news and the Libby times. [volume] (Libby, Mont.) 1920-1933, 1931-12-03

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Donna came home from bridge
party one afternoon. the creamy ven-
able pallor showing the Marcy tinge
Of GENEROUS rage. She burst In upon
Sabra. home from the office.
do you know that Gin spends his
time Mt the Big Elks' when we think
he's out in the oil felds?"
Sabra met this as calmly as might
he. Hes working near there. He
told me he had seen them"
"Seen them That miserable Gazelle
Slaughter said that he's out there all
the time All the time, tell you, and
that he and Ruby drive around In her
car. and he eats with them, he STAYS
there. he"
I'll speak to your father. Gins
coming home Saturday. Gazelle Is an
cry at Gin, you know that. because
he won't notice her and she likes
him."
She turned her clear appraising gaze
upon this strange daughter Of hers
She thought, suddenly. that Donna
WAS like a cobra. with that sleek black
head, that cold and slanting eye, that
long creamy throat In which pulse
sometimes could be seen to beat and
swell little-the only sign OF emotion
In this battling creature.
TIL tell you what, Donna II you'd
pay little less attention to your
brothers social lnpses and a little
more to your own vulgar conduct, per-
haps 1t would be better"
Donna bestowed her rare and bril-
liant smile upon her fortnight mother
Now. now. darlingl suppose say.
What do you meanT And You say,
You know very well what mean =
you certainly do know what l
mean. II You weren't my own daugh-
ter I'd say your conduct with Tracy
Wyatt was that OF a-a--"
"Harlot," put In Donna, sweetly.
Donna How can you talk like
that7 You are breaking my heart
Haven't had ennueh7 I've never
complained, have +? But now--you--"
Donna came over to her and put
her arms about her. as though she
were the Older woman protecting the
younger. IT'S all right. mamma dar.
ling. You just don't understand. Life
isn't as simple as It was when you
were a frontier gal. ! know what
want and I'm going TO get It."
Sahra shrugged away from her;
faced her with scorn. i've seen you.
I'm ashamed for you. You press
against him like alike a Again
she could not say It Another gener
alton. And that horse you ride. Yon
say he loans II to you. He gave 1t to
you. It's yours What for?"
She was weeping.
Il tell you It's all right. mamma. He
did give II to me. He wants to give
me lots of things. but won't take
them-yet. Tracy's In love with me
He thinks I'm young and beautiful and
stimulating and wonderful. Hes mar.
ried to dried-up, vinegary. bitter old
bag who was Just that when he mar
Eied her, years ago He's never known
what love is. She has never given
him children. He's insaneiy rich. and
not too old. and rather sweet. We're
going to be married. Tracy viii get his
divorce Money does anything. 1t
has taken me year and q half to do
it. I've never worked SO hard In all
my life. But It's going to be worth 1t.
Don't worry. darling. Tracy's making
an honest woman OF your maynard
daughter"
Sabra drew herself up. every inch
the daughter OF her mother. Felice
Venable, nee Marcy You are dis
gushing"
Not really. II you just look at II
without lot OF sentiment. | shall be
happy, and Tracy, too. His wife will
be unhappy. suppose. for while.
But she isn't happy anyway. as it Is.
Better one than three. It'll work out |
You'll see. Don't bother about me-
It's Gin that needs looking after. He's I
cot a streak of--or-" She looked at
1er mother. Did not finish the SEN
.ence. When he comes home Satur-
lay wish you'd speak to him"