The Daily Alaska empire., 1932-12-09
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! merry stiffness was moulding them into common oneness.
 This time six months ago she had been living separated in Chi cago, her future a blank. As 1 though a bandage had been torn from her eyes, she was seeing al she owed him. Without warning she asked:
 Were you happy in the apart ment?"
 Then you know I wasn't"
 T didn't. do now. Why weren't you?"
 You acted as though yout bought me at pet shop
 Was it as bad as that?" 'Fraid it was"
 She raised herself on her el bow You were as much my hus band then as you are now. Why didn't you employ cave-man tao tics?"
 Because you weren't as much my wife then as you are now"
 She frowned laughingly.
 Darling, you don't look a sap and yet you allowed me to make fool of you"
 And you're asking the reason? Had rebelled. I'd have lost you"
 Lost mel" She was honestly amazed. But Give, till We left New York that was my terror that I'd lose you. It was why I shouldered all the responsibilities. You weren' used to marriage. was. It seemed to me that if I spared you worries. But I'm anxious to hear your side. Tell me"
 He could afford to jest at danger that was past
 If you'd asked me in New York I should have replied desperate ly God pity the simp who mar ries wife with money"
 She gazed at him incredulously. Made a rude face, jerked her hat over her nose and slipped back on the cushions. Until she spoke gufglingly he was uncertain as to whether she was disgusting terms with comedy.
 You funny boy! God pity the sinp who dOesn't."
 That evening they packed. Next morning they were on their way tc France.
 The ice of their reticence was broken. They explored each oth- CTS emotions, determined that mo- thing must remain hidden. Santa 'upbraided herself with ludicrous vehemence.
 What I deserve is the ducking stooll"
 In the face of such abject re- traction, he discouraged further introspection.
 Much more of this remorse," he feigned fierceness, and I'll lay you across my knee and spank you"
 'I'd kick like hell," she laughed.
 On their only night in Paris she appointed herself penance. Nothing would do, but he must conduct her to the cafe in which she had read the description of her wedding to Dak
 What shabby little beast I was!"
 AS a corrective, he hailed pass ing fiacre and ordered the man to drive to the Follies Bergere.
 Quit it. He crushed her to him. There's no one dearer in the world I'm fed up on your repentance"
 Twisting in his embrace, she giggled. 50 am l."
 That started a new chapter When they arrived in the Basque country the following evening they seemed to have become lovers with out past. The sun-saturated contentment claimed them. Every thing seemed stage-setting for l heir passion. For an entire week hey forgot time and laughed. One day on the beach, after bathing, Give missed her. When ;he rejoined him at lunch she vas wearing a face as long as a fiddle. That afternoon she excus- ed herself on the plea that she had a headache. At five o'clock he tiptoed into her darkened room to find it empty. Shortly be- fore dinner she entered and begged him to take her to the casino.
 But you're not up to it." She professed that her head ache had quite vanished. At the Casino they dined out of doors on a terrace, rose-pink in the light of sunset. The sea was mackerel-green-the horizon a as- per wall. A Spanish orchestra made wild music, to which bril- liant crowd of spendthrifts, for tune-hunters, and respectable sight-seers danced tumultously. They dawdled over coffee long