THE CHINA MAIL, FRIDAY, MAY 1, 1936-
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The Treasure
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"I say, darling. I've got it!" "Jack! What?**
"To begin with, let me say this. It's your fault that we're faced
with losing Arthur."
"My fault? Are are you mad, Jack?"
"Never more sane. It's your fault. I say. Arthur's been with us ever since our marriage. and you've appeared to him as a model of what a wife should be.
"You're а charming, soft- spoken, good-tempered young wo- man, who has made my life Para- dime. That's why Arthur has re- considered his verdict upon the opposite sex.
"Now if he'd seen you as he's going to see you, as a scolding riagu'--,"
"Oh, Jack!" Her eyes shune
with hope; no longer did She sit huddled in her chair.
"From to-night on he must see you-or, rather, hear you-in your true colours."
"Yes. yes. I see. Jack, how marvellous!"
"He must learn that we're de-
ceived him all this time; that, far frem being 2 happily married man, I am the victim of your secret spleen.
"That's good, don't you think? Secret spleen. Distinctly good! He must overhear you giving me Hades this very night, and at in- tervals during the next few days." "Jack, it sounds splendid, but will he believe"
"Trust me dear. It'll all be done so convincingly. He'll believe all right! We'll start rehearsing right away. This is his night out,
I know. He'll be in by ten."
"It'll be after ten now he's got
a girl."
He chuckled.
"When he comes in-you know, how quietly he comes-he'll hear something that'll put him off matrimony once and for all see if it doesn't!"
With your brain, darling, we'll
be in Harley Street before you can!
say "knife!" cried Norah joyful-
ly jumping up and throwing her arms round him.
It so happened therefore that when Arthur, who was always trusted with the key of the front- door. let himself into the doctor's house that night, and walked to- wards the study door, he heard sounds that caused him to standi transfixed-his pale. timid eyes starting, his mouth wide open, his fresh colour filed.
"Now that there's no chance of Arthur hearing"-Norah's voice) was saying, a voice vibrating with. , scorn-"I can speak out. 1 tell you. I'm just sick to death of it all!
"Heavens, the strain that it is to pretend, day after day, that this ghastly marriage of ours ལྷ 2 success, while all the time—”
"Don't talk so loudly, if you have have any pride left." mutter- ed the doctor. wretchedly.
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"Pride!" The voice of his usually gentle mistress was shrill and ugly that Arthur gasped as be crouched by the study door.
"All these years I've sacrified everything to pride! I'm sick of it: pretending before Arthur, be fore our friends. Sick, too, of the life here!
"You know how I hate the country, how I never wanted to leave London. The idea of me. with my looks, my cleverness, mar- ried to a twopenny-ha'penny little| country doctor who'll never get on, never make any money!
"Sometimes the misery and monotony of my life makes me want to shriek... Her voice rose alarmingly, and the listener outside the door shrank at the sound.
"And I have to keep it all a secret because of Arthur-because you can't bear people to know how badly we get on. I can act of
All-women
act. I know that everybody is taken in by our pretence, But-"
course.
Ca
"For heaven's sake, Norah!" pleaded the doctor's voice: "sup- pose Arthur should come in?
"I'm sick of considering Arthur. I tell you, I can't stand life down here much longer. Would I have left home, where I had at least congenial society, in a town, with concerts and cinemas and so forth. to come
to this God-forsaken lage if I'd known what I was in Mother tried to warn me,
H
Norah Your tongue's run- g away with you. You simply don't know what you're saying.”
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IT'S TOO BAD YOU CAN'T BE LIKE THIS ALL THE TIME - EVEN DAUGHTER NOTICED HOW QUIET YOU ARE-1 CAN'T UNDERSTAND WHY YOU ALWAYS START AN ARGUMENT -
WILL YOU SHUT, UP? : NEVER CAN SAY A WORD WITHOUT YOU BUTTING IN-YOU OUGHT TO BE ASHAMED OF YOURSELF- BUT-NO- YOU SEEM TO ENJOY YOUR IGNORANCE,
SHUT-UP!
IT'S A LUCKY THING FOR YOU. THAT I HAVE A FORGIVING AND RETIRING NATURE: YOU ARE JUST A HEARTLESS BEAST. THE WAY YOU TREAT A
WEAK WOMAN LIKE ME-
Rosie's BEAU
BY
GEO.MCMANUS
Registered U. S. Parmar Office
I'M SO GLAD TO SEE YOU, MY BUNDLE OF SWEETNESS,
AREN'T YOU,
DARLING ?
WHO? ME?
Bringing Up Father
MY-IT'S QUET IN- HERE-IT'S NICE TO- SEE SUCH DOMESTIC HAPPINESS-
個
VES-YOU-DON'T YOU DARE SAY THAT 1 EVER START ANY
IVE
TLL
SAY
ARGUMENTS –
NEVER LOST MY
TEMPER-
لمسان
DIDN'T-
YOU NEVER SHOW ANY!
RESPECT TO ME- WHERE WOULD YOU BE
NOW IF IT WASN'T. FOR ME?
YOU COULDN'T EVEN LET THIS EVENING GO BY WITHOUT STARTING A QUARREL
YOU WEASEL- BAU!
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·GOSH- IT'S GETTING DARK EARLY-1 HATE ÍT WHEN ITS DARK- I'LL BE GLAD WHEN SUMMER COMES - WHEN THE DAYS
ARE LONGER –
"WELL- TAKE A GOOD LOOK, ROSE - MY BELOVED-AS
I AM GOING TO TURN OUT THE LIGHT-
ISN'T THE
MOON BEAUTIFUL
NARCHIE DARLING?
AT DINTY
MOORE'S
HOW A GIRL
WITH MY REFINEMENT
MARRIED YOU-IS BEYOND ME-
GOSH-YOU'D THINK THAT THEYO SPEND SOMET MONE IN THIS TOWN AN' LIGH IT UP MORE-
∙lalalal!
GEE-15
IT NICE TO BE ALONS WITH YOU
THAT'S RIGHT-YOURE ALWAYS THINKING UP SOMETHING TO SAY THAT'S MEAN-YOU
DEUGHT IN BREAKING
MY HEART-
JIST A SHRINKING
VIOLET-
HUH! NOW I CAN'T SLEEP WITH THAT SNORIN, BUT IF
1 WAKE' HER UP- SHE'LL START A
BARRAGE AGIN
IT'S TR
YOU'RE A BETTER MAN THAN LAM- SUNGER CN-
4.5
PSY IN ME -
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