The Bismarck tribune. [volume] (Bismarck, N.D.) 1916-current, 1933-08-18
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assumed = wide and reproachful
stare, her laughing eyes went col.
emn, but with dimples dancing 1t
the corners Of her mouth, o. was
her way when teasing him.
His face relaxed. Observing her
spurts Of rather wild gsiety, her
silences, he had sensed her disturb
ance. Her sudden return to the
old repressed whimsicality relieved
him. II was thinking Of giving you
a dose Of quinine to reduce your
voice." He smiled. This was - near
Is be ever came to reproving her.
"Am I as bad Is that?" she de.
manded.
"Quite as bad"
She laughed, but in her natural
low tones: II saw some Indians
today. Maybe I'm getting Indian
fever"
Oh, heavens, what q thing to sayi
Jimmie Warren will think I'm hys-
terical over him. II don't want any
dessert" she said, rising. II prom
ised the crowd I'd meet them right
after dinner. Arthur's coming for
me. Time for him now. II you'll ex-
cuse me, I'll leave you old people"
She stopped, stricken. Too late
she realized that the insult aimed
solely at Warren had in 81 u d q d
Pamela. Her father was old and
didn't mind. But Aunt Pam
She swooped down upon Mrs.
Warren, dinging her arms around
her neck. "Oh, Aunt Pam, I didn't
mean that. I'm q beast. And you are
the most beautiful woman I ever
saw. The most beautiful in the
world. And young. I only wish I
was a. young and beautiful" she
added Historically.
Pamela laughingly patted the
clinging arms and said, "You are
quite Is beautiful, my dear, if not
50 young. And I don't hold your
age against you. It happens to the
best Of US"
They all laughed at that, includ-
ing Patricia, and Mrs. Warren rose.
II don't want any dessert either,
and I refuse to be left with the old
people,
II only meant it for them any,
way" was Patricia's parting shot.
Pamela slipped her arm around
Patricia's waist and they went out
on the verands, the eyes Of the two
men following them.
II wonder If women understand
themselves any better than we
understand them," the old man
unused, as cigars were brought.
Heaven knows!"
Mr.. Braithwait grew pensive.
"I'm afraid something is troubling
my little girl. felt it this morning
when we talked over our plans. She
was quite enthusiastic ct first. Then
I had q feeling that her enthusiasm
died on some contrary thought. De
you suppose by any chance she is
interested in young Savage? They
are together = great deal. She's
always vivacious and playful; but
she was rather boisterous tonight.
And never before knew her to Be
betrayed into rudeness. Have you
any idea what's troubling her?"
Warren had many times in his
professional life driven men into
- poor devils fighting to
suppress some fact that meant loss
Of freedom, even life, perhaps. He
felt now that he was paying his |
debt to all those harassed, fright
ened men. He had to answer. Good
grief, how many tim - had he |
shouted ct . man who betrayed his
guilt by his very hesitation: "Don't |
thinkl Answer the question: Did |
you," etc.
"She was probably distressed" III
be heard himself saying, ''by PANS
talk about your finances. Then her
desperate plunge into = loathsoms
no doubt completed an
emotional upheaval from which she
hasn't yet escaped"
"And," he added to himself, -
skunk whom you honor with your
ravaged her young heart |
while she was in an emotional crisis |
where any man for whom she had
liking or admiration could have
awakened her"
1T troubles me that she hadn't
:onfided that engagement to me-"
nused Mr.. Braithwait. "I'm leaving
tomorrow night, and before ! 60 ]