Produced by Steve Harris, Charles Franks and the Online Distributed Proofreading Team. HTML version by Al Haines. THE WORKS OF KATHLEEN NORRIS POOR, DEAR MARGARET KIRBY AND OTHER STORIES VOLUME III This book is Jim's,--this page shall bear Its witness to my love for him. Best of small brothers anywhere, Who would not do as much for Jim? CONTENTS POOR, DEAR MARGARET KIRBY BRIDGING THE YEARS THE TIDE-MARSH WHAT HAPPENED TO ALANNA THE FRIENDSHIP OF ALANNA "S IS FOR SHIFTLESS SUSANNA" THE LAST CAROLAN MAKING ALLOWANCES FOR MAMMA THE MEASURE OF MARGARET COPPERED MISS MIX, KIDNAPPER SHANDON WATERS GAYLEY THE TROUBADOUR DR. BATES AND MISS SALLY THE GAY DECEIVER THE RAINBOW'S END ROSEMARY'S STEPMOTHER AUSTIN'S GIRL RISING WATER POOR, DEAR MARGARET KIRBY I "You and I have been married nearly seven years," Margaret Kirby reflected bitterly, "and I suppose we are as near hating each other as two civilized people ever were!" She did not say it aloud. The Kirbys had long ago given up any discussion of their attitude to each other. But as the thought came into her mind she eyed her husband--lounging moodily in her motor-car, as they swept home through the winter twilight--with hopeless, mutinous irritation. What was the matter, she wondered, with John and Margaret Kirby--young, handsome, rich, and popular? What had been wrong with their marriage, that brilliantly heralded and widely advertised event? Whose fault was it that they two could not seem to understand each other, could not seem to live out their lives together in honorable and dignified companionship, as generations of their forebears had done? "Perhaps everyone's marriage is more or less like ours," Margaret mused miserably. "Perhaps there's no such thing as a happy marriage." Almost all the women that she knew admitted unhappiness of one sort or another, and discussed their domestic troubles freely. Margaret had never sunk to that; it would not even have been a relief to a nature as self-sufficient and as cold as hers. But for years she had felt that her marriage tie was an irksome and distasteful bond, and only that afternoon she had been stung by the bitter fact that the state of affairs between her husband and herself was no secret from their world. A certain audacious newspaper had boldly hinted that there would soon be a sensational separation in the Kirby household, whose beautiful mistress would undoubtedly follow her first unhappy marital experience with another--and, it was to be hoped, a more fortunate--marriage. Margaret had laughed when the article was shown her, with the easy flippancy that is the stock in trade of her type of society woman; but the arrow had reached her very soul, nevertheless.