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Waldstricker grew intense with suspense, and a sudden determination to test his and Madelene's suspicions came over him. "Frederick," he cried, "come here and help us force this huzzy to marry the man who betrayed her!" Frederick rose from his chair as though to obey, and in turning, looked squarely into the girl's eyes. "My God, Eb, I can't!" he protested, his voice thick with horror.
"I want her and I want her right away." Madelene fell back a step, wax-white. "Elsie!" she echoed. "Isn't she home?" "Madelene," Ebenezer began in a deadening voice, "you know me well enough not to play with me like this. Where's my daughter?" Madelene's hands came together. "She's not here!... She's home, Ebbie, dear, she must be!" "She's not!" fell from Waldstricker. "Call Helen!"
Thank God, there's nothing in the world she can't have." Then looking from Frederick to his sister, he made a heavy attempt to be humorous. "What's the matter of you two? You've been married longer than Helen and I. When are you going to start your family?" Frederick maintained his pose of bored unconcern and an angry flush mounted to Madelene's face. "You think you're smart, Eb," she retorted.
It's always invaluably useful in some way, no matter when it comes." Adelaide was annoyed by Madelene's lack of emotion. She had thought her sister-in-law would be stirred by a recital so romantic, so dark with the menace of tragedy. Instead, the doctor was acting as if she were dealing with mere measles.
Del, startled, began to listen to Madelene. A good time "And it so happens," came in Madelene's sweet, honest voice, "that we're unable to have it, unless we feel that we aren't getting it by making some one else have a not-so-good time or a very bad time indeed. You've heard of Arthur's latest scheme?"
"But we haven't. For all I know, he may not care for me as I care for him." "He probably doesn't," was Madelene's douche-like reply. "You attract him physically which includes his feeling that you'd show off better than Theresa before the world for which he cares so much. But, after all, that's much the way you care for him, isn't it?" Adelaide's bosom was swelling and falling agitatedly.
In this case of yours everything will come round quite smooth, if you don't get hysterical and if Ross Whitney is really in earnest and not" Madelene's tone grew even more deliberate "not merely getting up a theatrical romance along the lines of the 'high-life' novels you idle people set such store by." She saw, in Del's wincing, that the shot had landed.
She would not admit it to herself, but, while she worshiped Del and thought her even more beautiful than she was, and just about perfection in every way, still Madelene was more satisfactory for daily companionship. Also, Ellen doubted whether two such positive natures as Madelene's and Adelaide's would be harmonious under the same roof. "What's more," she reflected, "there may be a baby babies."
"Will you please tell the doctor," said he, "that the workman who cut his finger at the cooperage wishes to see him?" Madelene's dark gray eyes twinkled.
"Most of us prefer people like those flabby sea creatures that are tossed aimlessly about by the waves and have no permanent shape or real purposes and desires, but take whatever their feeble tentacles can hold without effort." Del winced, and it was the highest tribute to Dr. Madelene's skill that the patient did not hate her and refuse further surgery. "We're used to that sort," continued she.
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