The Bismarck tribune. [volume] (Bismarck, N.D.) 1916-current, 1933-02-10
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ing the sun warm on the chimney
ops outside her window. Hearing
he sparrows-little feathered gam
ms Of the city-chirping and fight
ing on the gravel roof.
Walking to work while the early
sunshine gilded the streets, her
heart SO brimming with love and
gladness that she wanted to share
it with all she passed. The days
going by-a joyous rush Of excite
ment under the business.
The smokerie grew more crowd
ed as its patrons returned from
their vacations, tanned from the
sun Of Del Monte or Pebble Beach.
OF Coronado, Tahoe. Yachting
trips to the islands.
They met with animated greet
ings. Brimming with personal
gossip. Detached fragments Of
their talk drifted out into the outer
shop where Ardeth worked and
dreamed, faint warm smile in her
golden eyes.
Ugly rumors-delicately MUIR
INJURED. The real reason the
de Courceys left town. The where
abouts Of the youngest Harcourt
girl when she was supposed to be
visiting her grandmother in Hilo.
What Mrs. Hammond had called
Mrs. Ellis and what Mr.. Ellis was
going to do about it. If it were
true young Sinclair Cross really
Tilted Katherine Carrie before he
eloped with the Heron girl =.
Something leaped in Ardeth's
heart at that last, choking her so
that she hated Cyril Underhill az
his silky drawl filtered through to
her.
Love vs.. Riches.
"But, then, Katherine, was al
ways one of those romantic fools
who had the quaint notion that q
pretty face could win out with a fat
checking account. Cross was in
debt to half the town and the Her
ron girl is an heiress. What else
could she expect?"
Ardeth could imagine him shrug-
cling delicately as he skilfully bal
anced his teacup.
81 hate q doormat womanw
came Cecile's crisp voice. IF ]
wanted . man l would get him
without any tears or broken hearts,
eitherv'
"You can afford to think so,
dearest lady" Ardeth could i'm.
, agine the mocki4g bow which ac-
companied this. 'You who have
both the pretty face and the
pardon me for mentioning such .
thing-fat checking account
A tinkle of appreciative laugh
ter came from the smokerie at this,
but the eyes of the girl in the outer
shop flashed with anger. For .
moment her heart burned with the
fanatical rage Of Neil. Oh, these
sleek silken ladies who didn't know
what it was to work for their bread.
Who saw all the good things Of
life as their natural due! But
under the anger lay the sharp edge
Of fear. After all :, Z. After all!
Cecile, sleek and elegant, in her
new Fall ensemble which cost more
than Ardeth's years salary. Beau
tiful. secure-almost insolent in
her assuredness. Did Cecile al
ways get what she wanted?
That night, as they sat in the
cosy intimacy Of the car eating
chicken sandwiches he had fetched
from q highway sandwich stand,
| sho had wanted to ask Ken about
IT.. Questions rushed impulsively
| to her lips. Had he limited Of his
love to his mother? Was he still
seeing Cecile, the nights he was not
with her2 When did he plan that
they should marry?
But shyness placed q barrier on
the words. She could not get them
past her ups-perhsps because she
feared the answers-oI feared
more the wary, baffled look which
would slip into his eyes. Times
now, when she suspected q mood.
mess in him. Looking up quickly
IN their long drives she would see
his lips tightly compressed, the
j fighting blue eyes, narrowed q
though biz private thoughts were
not al pleasant.
And that mysticism which
| formed the deeper part Of her ma.
ture warned her to stiffness, al
unconsciously. oh, handle it soft,
lly, this delicate curtain Of dream,
} and kisses, whispered her heart
/ for behind It Icy that which would
| draw her tears.
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