The Daily Alaska empire., 1932-12-27

III not VlnQlCIlVe. lie leSI tated.
 That's all right. You're goin. to hurt me. I don't mind if yo' can teach me which of my fault to avoid. I fooled myself that gave you everything, just as Tn fooling myself that I give Civ everything. Gives an idealist He'll never be content with less I may be starving him"
 You are. If you weren't, vol wouldn't have said it." How do you know?" She strovs to keep her tone inconsequental
 Gan you bear the truth? You must have noticed last night how between me and your present husband a bond of sympathy was almost instantly established. You explained it on Gives side when you said he was Sorry for me. 1 fell for him for precisely the same reason. But why should we feel sorry for each other?" I'm not as dumb as that" she smiled. You've both had me for a wife"
 Quite so. If you were to re- marry a hundred times, you could never change your personality. You've mans brain in a woman's body Somewhere deep in your subconsciousness you resent not having been born man. You re- muse to follow. You're unco-oper- ative. You disguise your high aandedness by attributing unsel- fish motives. You're always at tempting to remold your husband of the moment to the more per- ect image of yourself.
 If I'm as horrid as all that, low did it attract you?" tAh!" He rubbed his ands. Your feminine body conquers your masculine brain on occasions. It akes sex appeal plays the kitten, 1rives men crazy. You're only disappointing to the particular man who owns you"
 Poor Dicky. You would say thatin
 You think I'm decrying your values because I've lost you. On the contrary, I treasure two ex- quisite memories: the night you accepted me and the day you di- vorced me. The kindest of these was"
 You spoke just now she inter- rupted, "of wives being disappoint- ing. It's foolish question. You've done nothing but ill-wish me. In your opinion, from the little you have seen of Give" She low cred her voice and jerked her head in the direction of the library. Do you consider that he's disap- pointed?"
 "Santa!" He assumed an ex- pression of shocked dignity.
 But you've been discussing Give all evening. You've hinted and implied"
 Give entered
 Hello Dak. Thought you had gone. It's stopped raining"
 Dicky looked up mildly.
 We got into an argument. We always did. It's been quite like old times. I've been maintaining that the modern girl is unmar- riageable."
 Give approached his wife.
 Here's one who isn't"
 AS his arm slipped about her Santa became normal
 "Dicky's bitter"
 When the door had closed behind their guest, Give drew her into the library.
 That chaps haunted"
 Later, in bed. Santa demanded. How haunted?"
 By you"
 Well, I think he's horrid. Keep him away from me. I'm ashamed that I was ever married to him" "Of course you are. But I'm tired"
 Kissing her, he turned his back. Having waited till he was asleep, she placed her arm about him and lay wondering whether it was true that she was the sort of woman who never ought to have married. Next morning, partly to disguise her state of mind, partly to test Gives tenderness, she feighned a headache.
 Darling, oughtn't I to call a doctor.?"
 Its nothing, Give"
 But heaps of diseases start with headaches"
 "It's nerves, Give. That dis cussion about whether I should learn typewriting and then about moving to the country didn't help matters"
 T was a brute, darling. Try some aspirin and cold pack. on