The Hardin tribune-herald. [volume] (Hardin, Mont.) 1925-1973, 1936-12-18

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uum hit the leg of JOS chair, and good
enough-well, she'd travelled some way!
Or-hadn't she? Hell, don't brood
over that! You have enough to dol"
=. . the vacuum walled, voice high.
ANYWAY, I'm here" she said, and
ended the question. y
The man in the hall had to clatter
her knocker necessarily to make her
hear. When she heard it at last her
wonder. Reason told her that she must
look like the end of a gin jag. But the
woman in her, that prevailed despite
business training, made her think, ."It
might be Important And skirt curl
osity. hidden, and dignified, she opened
the door.
A man, flushed with anger and
grim from it., stood looking down on
her. He had the gray eyes that take
from land on a dull-skied day.
"Well?" asked Bet sharply 49,.
good to see. He wouldn't go coy and
ask women to "Bite!" He wouldn't go
in for community. eating. He might
slam things a little, and break a piano
or two if the coffee were, weak, but
she liked looking at him. She thought,
He wouldn't nag if the gin ran short.
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She couldn't see him :squatting on. a
sofa cushion near some WOman'S feet.
Sunday papers would make mountains
around him Sunday mornings =.
II came up to see whether you we're
pinned under any of the falling furni-
ture," he explained.
S kind!" she murmured. "
Il live in the flat below, God help
me-" he went on, and I take it there
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dened without haste, and thoroughly.
Il like to sleep Sunday mornings he
added in the slow way that tell of a
hand on the brakes and a hint of red
"And what is that to Hecuba?" asked
Bet.
He grew as ugly as all Pandora's
mnattered, you'd be the first woman I
ever met who wasn't ingrainedly sell
fish, ~self-seeking and utterly careless
of others rights. However, if it hap
pens again I shall complain"
And what do you think you're doing
now?" she asked him pertly.
Tn wasting time!" he stated.
"o?" she questioned with the female
tilt. But it didn't do a thing to his big
ego. She wasn't used to humans who
couldn't wilt, and she had something
that made people forget clocks when
they talked with her. She was furious.
II wasn't aware that I'd sent any
engraved invitations your way" she
commented coldly.
"And if you had, would I be here?"
he asked with a lift of sandy eyebrows.
They looked into n another's eyes,
long and deep.
Look here" he said, with a change
of tone, 1--WE taken those rooms for a
year; signed the lease. It sounded like
a poultry show up here last night and
this morning can't you curb your ia
matte energies and let me have a little
seep?""
thawed. Now she would be gracious,
just and fair; her business self. She
said, in her office voice, remote, even,
controlled, 1T won't happen again."
well, it had better not" he said.
She was mad, not angry; just good old
back-to-the-farm mad. She shook
lad felt something new; a weakening
that opened the way widely for this
anger -. She hated him the more for
knowing that he appealed to her even
while she wanted to go Eve and scratch.
Threatening me. How chivalrous!"
she said.
"Chivalrous, hell" he said sharply.
Bet you have a good job, but I'll bet,
too, and everything I have, that you're
still using, for your WI small gain,
that something some women have and
use maliciously and evilly to get every
thing they can grab with their scarlet
stained talonS. And I want to add
this-you can't work me. I know you