The Hardin tribune-herald. [volume] (Hardin, Mont.) 1925-1973, 1934-09-21
AZ let me tell you, there are q
sooo many things I've never really
talked out with you"

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sooo many things I've never really
talked out with you"
She settled back against the pillows
Inere are certain things I keep 60
ing over and over with you in my mind
and I want to get rid Of all those I'M
aglnary conversations. I always begin
them like this:
John, do you know the real reason
why I divorced YOU'D"
You always say Jealousy. You let
your jealousy Of other women run away
with you" She settled further back
against the pillows.
Yes, I was jealous, but there was an
reason. I vas Jealous because
was afraid you'd find out I was nine
years older than you. I lived in fear
OF growing old before you did. I was
always waiting for the first wrinkle,
and I couldn't stand the torment. !
can see nov that above all I wanted to
save my pride. Well, I saved it."
Yes, and I let you save yours be-
cause I wanted to W my owl. II
you must know the truth, Mary, 1t
was a relief when you divorced me be-
cause I had an inner terror too. I was
always waiting for you to find out just
what a miserable failure I was as a
DOCTOR"
Nonsense"
Il became a doctor because my ia
Their had been one, and it was expected
OF me. It was a mistake. I could have
gotten out, especially after my mother
died and I came into all that money,
but I wa afraid to have you know
what a failure I was."
She sat up again. But that's past
o and behind us, and here's such
a short stretch ahead, and there you
are living alone on one side OF the
block and here I am living alone on
the other and lying awake nights and
holding these endless conversations
with you. At least, John, if you won't
come to live with me yet, you'll come
around to dinner and let me talk it out
with you in the flesh"
"Of course I'll come around, Mary"
And do you still love coffee? I can
still give you the best cup of coffee In
New York"
She turned to Sally. "Ask cook to send
up some coffee and what's left OF the
fruit cake, and tell her to make a little
hard sauce. I remember, John, how
much O loved hard sauce with fruit
cake"
DR.. Print smiled at Sally. and al
though he was surprised to see her get
ting I'm from her corner. he was toe
excited and too full of his past to re-
member her. But even this vague smile
that was mostly a confession of his
fondness for fruit cake with hard sauce
had that bright warmth that comes
onlv from a heart with a glow in its
cookies.
Sally went down stairs and immedi-
ately the scene she had Just witnessed
grew blurred and rubbed like a scene
left in the theater after a play, She was
Quickly folded away from it into the
bitter reality of her own life. Wa she
to stay or was she to go? She could nc
longer bear the uncertainty which nov
seemed to have lasted for years.
She saw McLoughlin standing in the
kitchen entry, and she found a swift
comfort in the thought that perhaps he
was waiting there to speak to her.
He said, whats the matter?"
Nothing"
But her emotions grinding against
the uncertainties and disappointment:
of the past two days had worn hel
courage thin, and all those times wher
she might have given way a " fol
Jimmie demanded to be satisfied, anc
she burst into tears.
He said, you'd better tell me-"
She told him. But after a while SHIT
saw he wa not listening to her. HI