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About The Klamath news. (Klamath Falls, Or.) 1923-1942 | View Entire Issue (July 13, 1933)
July I 1933 PAGE SIX ILAMATH FALLS, OREGON Darling Fool By MABEL McELUOTT BEGIN HERB TODAY HONNID O'DARB IHini (real trla Bare CARIHOAH. wll wkeai aha ka Im kraa la lera. errleaalj la Jare la aa aalewaalle itfMm llunm, laat arlare te earl. at Daa aa marrtr SAMUHA LAWR1XCK ta Ilala t W Maaala' H1 aa area trr las ta wla aha fraaa an. Ata aa erra lei Daa laaf Maa ala latraAe ta amarrr CHARLKl El'STACE. aaethrr aAarirrr. Daaa fatker aaka Haaala ta ranr ta tka keaallal. Daa Am. that follaw Maaala trlra ta alrk aa fcrr Ufa aaaw. Aa llrra wllk kar a1krr, alatrr aaA twa kralk ara. Tka O'Darre kar Mttla eaearr. Maaala warka ta a a tar ear. Maaala la AlatarkaA krraaae Ckarlra, kltfcrrte aaa at kar kaat frlraAa. aaa real tawarA kar. VJakappr aaA aaarttlrA. aka Aa dare ta aiarrr AHTHl R MAC KmUK, rtrk, aaiAAIr-acr Krw Yerkrr wkm aka aiat aa kar trie. Markraal raaar ta aaa kar. A Ittlla latar tka aaaaa araalaa; Ckarlaa arrlrra. OkrleaalT aewrl aatBr, ka ataya aa. reraalas; ta laaaa kafara tka atkar aaaa. At - laastk Markaaala Arearta. Maa ala talla Ckarlaa ka kaa krkare taeaaTrraklr. Ba aaUrra aka la ax a-alaa; ta aaarrr Markaaala. HOW CO OH WITH T1IK STORY CHAPTER XLVIl rjpHET stood there, fUmlng At ueh other. The man. tall and lean and straight, bit eye dark ened with something Terr like fury. The girl, smAll. golden. In a dress of some thin soft stuff, her head thrown back, defying him. Kay, coming to the door et ike Urlng room, stared for a moment. Then comprehension dawned In her eyes and. nnseen by both com batants, she slipped away. "What business is It 'of yonrs whom I marry t" Monnie O'Dare repeated defiantly. Charles Eustace, two steps be low her on the narrow flight of stairs, smiled Ironically. She was so lOTely In her anger. He did not answer and this enraged Monnie further. "It's none of your affair 1" the tared hotly. "Ton don't ear whAt happens to me, anyhow. Ton never did." "Ah, don't I?" Charles' Irony was marked now. Folding his arms and leaning against the : balustrade, he considered this. "What makes you think that?" Monnie was trembling with anger and excitement. ' She did not even bother to answer bis question. "Treating me as you hare the past few weeks." she pursued, following some grievance of her own. "Coming to the office today and speaking to me so so " ber rolce broke indignantly on the. words but she found It again after a moment. "Then to come here tonight to behave so badly showing all of us lust what a frightful opin ion you have of me!" aaa pHARLES Interrupted this tl rade to ask coolly, "What makes you think I bare a bad opinion of you?" "You used to be my friend." Monnie rushed on, quite as If he had not spoken. "You used to be so well, really wonderful. Last summer last spring." "Ah, yes. But that waa then," the young man reminded her cryptically. "I wasn't any different," Mon nie reproached him. "I was the same. What's changed you?" Charles shook his head, almost sadly. "You've not changed? And yet you're going to marry this fel low." "He's fine and honorable and good," Monnie defended ber ab sent suitor. "He'll take care of me as I want to be taken care of. Anyhow, it can't possibly concern you. You and your your Contessa!" Sh fairly flung the title at him. Charles, whitening under the at tack, could not help smiling. "My Contessa? I don't know what you're talking about." "Oh, don't you? Didn't you fight a duel for her lapt year, didn't she break your hf:art?" There, she didn't care bow she hurt blm. She wanted to. He deserved It! In an Instant Charles' strong Angers were gripping her arms. He was looking down at her with an expression of amusement and Impatience. "You little fool." he said In a caressing voice which took the sting from the words. "You darling little fool." Suddenly Monnie was limp in his arms, was sobbing against bis shoulder. Tenderly Charles lifted her streaming face. "I'm sorry. You know I didn't mean that." He waa no longer arrogant but strangely bumble "You know how I feel about yon. Monica O'Dire." a a COMEHOW, Monnie never knew exactly how although later sh tried hard to remember, they wer sitting aid by side on the shabbily carpeted stairs. Charles' big handkerchief, smelling of to bacco and a faint whiff of co logne, was In her hands. " 'My Contessa,' at yon call her," the young man wat saying very gently, "was a beautiful and very heartless young woman who led me a pace for a time. 1 didn't 'crack up' ever her. I was a 1 wreck to Begin wun and finding out what a shell ah waa Just put the crowning touch on me." "Tou were in love with her then," Monnie accused, feeling weak aa water at the thought. "I was well, fascinated," ex plained Charles, patiently. "I waa 111 not Quite bright In the head, I Imagine. When 1 found out what ah wss really like using ma as a stalking horse for her own purposes 1 went a little gaga. I cam back home, hating life, hating everybody. Then " She prompted him, "Ye, then?" "I met you," Charles told her. "Tou know this you must know It. Monnie. I've been In love with you from the start." Did aha know 1L At any rat It was sweet to hear him say the words. They were what her heart had been hungering for. In all the world there seemed to be only this tall young man with the fine head and the purposeful voice. "I knew where I stood with you," Charles went on. "I knew how you felt about him." ' Monnie ahtrered. Had she, In deed, forgotten Dan already No, this waa something quite differ ent from what ah had felt for Daa Cardigan. All that old lore and longing had been mixed stp, somehow, with her thwarted and poverty-stricken girlhood. Hadnt then been. In all of It, some de sir to "show" Belvedere? Had she wanted Dan for what h stood for? No no sh told herself passionately. It wasn't that- Sh had really loved him. with a girl's love. She had set her heart on him. They hadn't loen In the least suited to eaCu other. Their marriage would have been a dis aster. But opposition had made their Infatuation only stronger. With her new, sharply matured viewpoint she saw all this. Something of"all this she tried to tell her lover, haltingly. "It's not that I've forgotten Dan," she said loyally. "I never shall. He belongs to my youth " a a a pHARLES. wanting to laugh at -her young solemnity In this, took her two small bands In his own and said gravely: "I never dared before to ask yon If I had a chance,- because of Dan. When he was alive I felt you were wholly his. And after h died. well. then. I was afraid I you had dedicated yourself to his I memory. You were almost like a nun. remote, spiritual. It was only after I discovered this Uac- kenxie chap was In the running again that I decided I might have a chance. But you- were so stiff t so unapproachable " j She drew herself up at this. pretending to be angry. "It was you who were stiff. And all that talk of the girls you went about with, the parties " Charles laughed In delight "Jealous little cat!" "I'm not!" After an Interval of murmur ing, Monnie straightened, saying In a scandalized tone: "Do you realize what time It must be? Mother will think we're quite mad." He belped her to her feet and sbe swayed against him. "What am I going to say to Arthur when he calls?" she wailed, perplexed. "Oh, Charles. I was going to be so cool, so wise! I waa going to do wonderful things for the family with Arthur's money. Why can't I be like that? My heart always runs away with my head." "Don't worry about that" His tone was so odd that sh twisted about to stare at him. "What do you mean?" "My dear," dmanded Charles, striking an attitude. "Don't you realize you're marrying a bloom ing capitalist?" "You're Joking." She really thought he was. He was a young man of taste and elegance, of course, but no money. Not much, that Is. 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