The Daily Alaska empire., 1932-04-14
CHAPTER 27. THREE PINK ROSEBUDS

THREE FINK ROSEbUDS
 T told Di we could get along without her. She had something else on this afternoon, Marge had explained casually.
 She had produced a long list of names. Your mother made it out, Gar. I ran into her at the Century Club yesterday ana she asked me if she could help us. Wasn't that dear of her when she's so busy? She said lot of rice things about what we are do- ing. She's going to give a thet- Ire party the first night. Thatll make splendid publicity-I'm go- ing to ask the Times to send that Darcas Taber over to get feature story of the whole ching. It'll run well-all about the theatre and who's really back of it and who's in the first cast and Som erset and everything"
 'Good idea Gan mad respond ed promptly. But he had been thinking how stunning Marge had looked in the thing she was wear ing, whatever it was She looked like the favorite in harem; he had played with that fansy while Marge was talking.
 He had been lounging comfort ably against the rose damask cushions of the divan, his feet stretched out toward the fire
 i've got to do something about Somerset, Gar" she had said slow ly. "Hels-,well, he's taking too much for granted. But I can't offend him just now. I wish you would sort of stick around. If you would go to the rehsarsals-"
 "The big bounder" Why didn't you say something about it before? You bet I'll stick around He has his nerve'
 Merge had sighed faintly. Her hand had reached out and tuck ed itself under Cars arm. He was always completely at home in Marge's sitting room, pleasantly conscious cf it's luxury, of its se- clusion, of the privilege that was his in 50 enjoying it.
 She told him of the progress the Players were making. The costumes had been ordered from New York. He must see what Gordon Wing was doing with the back drop for the first act.-it was perfect. Her low voice had run on and on from one thing to another, while Gar had listened and watched the little play of muscles under the fine skin of her throat.
 Gar. I had a wonderful talk with your mother about you. Of course she'd say things to me that she wouldn't say to anyone else because she knows what friends you and I have been. She was so sweet I just opened my heart to her. I told her well, I'm not going to tell you what said to her. You would have guessed it a long time ago except that, you're so blind"
 You're going to tell me Marge' Gar had asserted masterfully "Go oJ,aolJ o,,J rJoO0t
 She had shaken her head. She had leaned a little closer to his shoulder, her face bent away from him. When she answered there had been a suggestion of tears in her falterting voice.
 But there isn't any use now You've married Kitty And you've spoiled me for anyone else. It's always been like that-that's the way I felt last winter when came out. I didn't give a hang about any of the parties when you weren't going to be there. Oh She stirred restlessly q hate ev- erything now. I'm sick of the crowd, of all this fuss over the theatre. I'm going away from Winton this Spring and I'm never coming back. I think I'll live in Paris all the rest of my life. Will you miss me, Gar?"
 Gar had been touched by her confession, flattered. .Iul go af- ter you and bring you back" he had answered quickly, vehemently He had put his arm around hel shoulder and kissed her. Gosh Marge. I'd miss you a lott You can't go away"