THE NEWS AND THE HERALD, KLAMATH FALLS, OREGON
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With MAJOR HOOPL6
OUT OUR WAY
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CHAPTER XVIII
NOTHER six montlu had
passed and Connie and Bret
had been married one year.
Into these last months had been
crowded almost as much activity
ai during their honeymoon. They
had followed the sun and the rest
less pursuits of gaiety, the never
ending search for new thrills and
excitement that was the custom of
the golden world into which Con
nie had been born.
Newport, Palm Beach, Bermuda,
Switzerland, Cannes, Florida, Cali
fornia, Hawaii a mad race from
one to the next, a frantic rush
somewhere else again. Or so it
seemed to Bret and so now he
complained to Connie on this, their
first anniversary.
"Why dont we stay put for
change?" he asked. "When are we
going to settle down, honey, as we
said we would, to the serious busi
ness of living? We can't keep this
up forever, you know."
He had come into Connie's
dressing room, where she sat, put
ting the last touches to her hair.
They were having a dinner that
evening in celebration of their
anniversary.
This was not the first time Bret
had voiced these same thoughts.
He seemed to be voicing them
more repeatedly lately; more per
sistently. Connie turned to look
at him. He did not look like the
man she had married although
Connie did not recognize that fact
any more than she looked as she
had when she had pretended to be
Katie Blyn. He was just as tall, as
broad of shoulder; hk eyes were
as dark and direct; It was not that
he wore immaculate white tie and
tails Instead of rough tweeds.
There wai something more; some
thing that did not have to do with
outward appearances. For out
wardly, at least, Bret had adapted
himself very well to his wife's
golden world.
"We could keep it up forever, if
we chose," Connie answered. She
thought how handsome he looked.
She hoped, though, he was not go
ing to be difficult tonight of all
times. "What's the matter, darling,
aren't you happy? Aren't you go
ing to kiss me and tell me how
glad you are that you married me
Just one year ago tonight?"
CHE held out a slender white arm
to him; he took her hand and
put his lips to its palm. But he
did not offer any further demon
stration. She was a little witch;
she knew she could turr. him aside
from all seriousness by means of
those slender arms and sweet soft
lips. She had used then- too often
to win her own way.
"That's why tonight ii a splen
did time for new resolutions," he
said. "A turning point; another
beginning. We've played at mar
riage and yes, it's been fun for
i whole year. Now we must begin
to work at it"
"You dldnt say you've been
happy," she pouted. She turned
from him again, bent forward to
touch a drop of perfume behind
the tiny pink lobe of each dainty
ear. She got up. "The finishing
touch," she laughed. "Now I, too,
am ready. Do I look beautiful
enough to please you, my hus
band?" "You always look beautiful to
me," he said. Almost too beauti
ful, he thought, viewing her shin
ing hair, bright eyes and lovely
jkin, the slender sheath of silver
(hat encased her figure, the glitter
of jewels on fingers and arms and
neck. With a pang he recalled the
girl he had married In the navy
uit and perky hat, her hair wind
blown, her eyes laughing and
radiant and warm. That girl had
FLAPPER FANNY
eon. imnn mrtkc. me.
"I aucss we. can't have a show I onlv
i
"Don't be silly! We'll advertise ! double feature an' run.it backwards."
Copv9ta, was, NEA Sfw, IfK-
oeen beautitui in a uiuCTCT.t
He could not explain the differ
ence, unless it was of the spirit,
but it had been there.
"Then you still love me, darling,
after one whole year!"
"I expect to love you still after
jne whole lifetime!" His tone was
sharp.
"But you're cross with me!" She
linked an arm through his, urged
him toward the door. "This is no
time, darling, to be cross. Or to
tart talking seriously about
working at life and marriage. . . ."
"That's just it," Bret said.
"There never is time for that
We're always on the go, sur
rounded by people, rushing back
and forth. I thought we might have
a few minutes alone, before we
had to go down to meet our guests,
commence the feverish round of
gaiety once more. ..."
"That was sweet of you," she
raised on tiptoe to brush his cheek
with her lips. "We don't have
much time together, do we? We'll
talk about it tomorrow. We'll
plan things differently. See what
we should do about it"
in
was not convinced by her
words: they were ones she
had often voiced lately, too; ones
with which she put him off, as
with her arms and lips.
"Well talk about it now," he
said. He put his hand; on hex
shoulders; his back against the
door. "You've got to promise me
now, darling, this night of our an
niversary, that tomorrow we really
will settle matters. Stop moving
i round, playing, entertaining or
being entertained every waking
second practically every sleeping
one! We'll settle tomorrow what
we will do, where we shall live,
bout my own work again."
"Of course, darling if you
wish," Connie said. Anything to
put him off, what was another
promise more or less? She did not
tee what there was to settle. They
were happy, just as they were,
having a gorgeous time. If the
Brst rosy glow of their love had
been slightly dimmed, they still
arete very fond of each other, got
ilong beautifully. Why shouldn't
they go on as they were? Why
hould Bret persist in this wanting
to settle down talk about going
hack to work again?
"I mean a real promise," he per
ils ted now. That grim line had
tettled about his mouth. He still
blocked the door.
"Silly I just did make' you a
promise, didn't I? We'll talk it all
over tomorrow if we possibly
can. ... Bret you're hurting my
ihoulder youH muss my gown!
Please, darling, let's go down.
Dur guests will be waiting."
"Sometimes I wonder it I
oughtn't to hurt you," he mur
mured. But he dropped his hands,
irepped aside. He knew her prom
ise had not meant anything "if
we possibly can find time," she
had said. He knew she would see
that there would not be any time
an the tomorrow, or the next or
the next
What was wrong with him?
Why did he allow Connie to pull
him first this way and that? She
had asked him if be was happy,
if he was glad he had married her
one year ago tonight She had not
noticed that he had not answered.
He was not sure of the answer
himself, as yet
He knew now that he had mar
ried Constance Corby, the richest
girl in the world. He knew what
it was beginning to do to him. He
was caugh: in the same golden
cage, his wings had been clipped.
He had lost his freedom; his own
independence He was not the
same mar he had been.
Or at least he would not be un
less he made Connie listen to him.
She thought she could put him off
again tomorrow, but she would
and she was mistaken.
(To Be Continued)
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