The Bismarck tribune. [volume] (Bismarck, N.D.) 1916-current, 1933-11-06
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have something serious to say to
you," she said quickly, something
that concerns me as well as you,
since your niece is engaged to my
son, as stated in my note. came
to you because-because of an
anonymous letter"
Out Of the corner Of her eye she
could see the one with the frizzed
hair lean forward, clutch at her
heart. But the square, manly one
looked her insolently in the eye.
IAN anonymous letter. In my
day they were dropped in the fire
with tongs. Ladies didn't"
IAN anonymous letter from Sau.
salito," Mrs. Barstow interrupted,
struggling for composure. 81
thought you should know Of it.
There was mention Of disgrace Joan
had brought to the family, and"
"I1don't feel in the least dis
graced," Evvie rumbled, helping
herself to bread and butter. But she
had paled. Lyla Barstow's quick
eye noted that. A little pulse began
to beat in her temple. A growing
conviction that there was something
to know, something this woman
didn't want her to know, something
sinister about Joan -.
"A sailor from Goat Island"
"No!" Babe cried, getting up and
walking back and forth, dragging
her long skirt like a train. "That's
3 lie. There was no sailor. I'm q
Christian woman. l wouldn't lie to
to save my own honor
Its quite safe, Babe" Evvie
mumbled. "Quite safe. AS safe %
the navy. I'll thank you to 70 and
lie down in your room. You are
exciting yourself"
Keep quiet, Evvie! I'm talking,
You never let me talk. / was going
to tell Mrs. Barstow there was no
sailor. I'm q Christian though, I'll
tell the truth, the whole truth and
nothing but the truth"
Two red spots burned In her
wlthered cheeks. There came the
exalted, uplifted look she saved for
Sundays. She was rocking with
emotion. Let it cost what it may"
Lyla Barstow leaned forward.
She watched, fascinated. It was
like seeing a battle between two
prehistoric animals, the little pink
sniveillng one with hands like tai.
ons, and the tall, gorilla-like one
with the black brows and the ereat
nsts like q mans. And she knew
she had uncovered something. some
fostering family secret Some
thing that would save Curtis from
Joan, something that would give her
"l'n tell her, it's her right to
know, Evvie. It is, it is-" Babe
whispered, and her breath whistled
n and out Of her open wet mouth
like the wind througi1a hollow tree.
All right, tell her!" Evvie's bic
hands came together. Smack. A 81
sn =, were shaking hands. "Tell her
ali about it, she probably knows al
ready though. everybody does. It's
50 oid: Tell her he wasn't . sailor
though, even IL he did die Il -.
Tell her Papa just made him shin On
. sailing vessel. Go on :. what
are you stopping for?"
The harsh, manly voice went m.
haunting. though Babe had stopped
ana covered her face with the pink
Tell her about the way he threw
you over for Veronica. And Yeron.
ica and young Peter in the rose -.
oen-that part Is good"
-" op' :
"You wanted to exhibit the fam
~ skeletons, didn't you? I'm help.
.ng you-so you won't forget any.
snane: New Il you feel able to 70 On
Still! with the pink shawl over mar
eyes the little bent old woman crept
out Of the room. Lyla Bsrstov
heard her crawling Us the dairs
Whispering q she went M N
sn .em VINO has been hurt.
Quite IN exhibition" Eyyie said.
Gne pulled 2 large white handl.er-
cnie1 ooe Of her petticoat pocket.
zee blew her nose violently. Aouite
Mortn your while coming over.
buryw o"s
.Barstow."
-. AZ. yes. Babe remembered il by
tne Iaundress. / was thinking sc
0is0,a9eoury, q second girl We had"
MISS Van Fleet. ! came hero As
any mother would"
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