The Hardin tribune-herald. [volume] (Hardin, Mont.) 1925-1973, 1936-02-21
ON TWO ~PARTS-PART TWO)

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(CopyriEht: 1896: BY Ben Ames Wfniams)
GIN w PARTS-PART TWO
Linda Nay" said Linda. "A friend Of
Bret's. I started to say that I think
you were partly to blame, leaving such
estai. # it hadn't been Bret It, would
have been someone else. 1t was hound
to get knocked over some time"
Bret finished the check and blotted
it and handed it to Mrs. Pennifond.
She scanned it carefully.
"Hm!" she said, and looked at Linda.
Maybe so. I hadn't thought OF that.
Maybe the reason I hadn't thought OF
that t Tas PEDESTAL SsssaSe for sra s,o SeSs ye saaS S'''o ''
Linda turned red as flame, and then
suddenly she laughed a little at her.
self. Then the jokes IN me, isn't 1t"
she said. II just thought you were
pretty hard on Brett"
IF you're going to stand up for Bret,
you'll have plenty, to dol" said Mrs:
the girl, and on Bret, too, but she only
added: "He needs someone to defend
him about as often as anybody I Know
Now good day to you'll"
The affair of the ase had repercus-
sions. Two or three days later Bret
came to Linda with news.
Aunt Sarah wants me- to bring y19
Linda looked at him in quick delight.
you've told her about me?" she asked
eagerly.
mo-" he confessed. II haven't. But
Mrs. Pennifond did. She liked you, !
guess. Maybe because you had spunk
enough to stand up to her! Anyway, she
spoke of you to Aunt Sartah, and Aunt
Sarah wants to meet you"
So Linda understood. Men may be
blind in such matters, but not women.
stoutly to Bret's defense, must have
made a shrewd guess at certain mat
tiers which Linda had thought were q
secret known to her alone. She thought
she could almost hear the old woman's
crisp words:
"And Sarah, the girls in love with
snatch af y rlght out out T from 10 1nd Sse y nsm
So Aunt Sarah, to begin the cam
paign was asking her to tea! 49,,
Linda began to perceive that this
young man still looked upon her as re-
mote, completely u~nattainable. She
said to him at last, in a sprightly tone:
20 by the way, Bret-we're moving
on to New York Sunday"
!. "Sunday?" he echoed, and there was
a hollow pain in him. "Well," he said
after a moment, II suppose you will
The show must be just about in shape,
It looks all right to mel"
She laughed. you ought to be a
judge, Bret. You must know every line
of it by now"
,, And he said: "As a matter Of fact,
I don't pay much attention except
when you're on. It's hard to explain
in a way, Linda. Butt just go to watch
you! It's just like watching a miracle!'
They were at the moment in traf-
fic, as he brought her back to the
theater. She asked, half piqged; :,
Bret?" She laughed. "You darent say
no, after I practically trapped you and
made you-speak to me. You see. I've
been crazy about you, ever since you
bloodied my nose that first time"
"Sure I like you" he told her. YOU'RE
a peach" He added quickly, as though
"But don't worry. I'm not going to
make love to you, Linda"
She smiled. mop"
Gosh, no." he promised humbly
"I've got too much sense-too much
! of a sense of humor, anyway-for that
But I can sort of sit out front and
think you're a miracle, just the same
dull after a WHILE" she suggested
watching him.
He shook his head. mo, sir! And you
are me-, you know. Your feet, your
hands, make exactly the same move
ments every night, and never change
Always so smooth, and sure"
She laughed, a sudden hard mirth In
her tones. Maybe if I fell on my
nose, once, in the middle of an arab
esul1e. you'd realize I'm human!'
He chuckled. "You couldn't" he as
! sured her. 1T just isn't in you to fall
He turned the car into the alley by
tho stooo door and she aliphted there