" When a Girl Marries"
By ANN LISLE
A New, Romantic Serial Dealing With the Absorbing
Problems of a Girl Wife
CHAPTER CCXXXVI.
Copyright, 1919, King Features Syn
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"Evelyn Mason," repeated Phoebe
through stiff lips.
1 turned to Hevtl'.a briskly ana
gave my orders.
"Please tell Mi3s Evelyn That I
u.u engaged now nnd will call her
in half an hour."
"Please go now, Anne. Please,"
urged Phoebe jerkily.
"It's too late. Bertha carries out
orders promptly," I replied, going
over to make a minute and un
necessary adjustment of the win
dow draperies.
That gave me an excuse to turn
away from Phoebe and gave her a
chance to adjust herself. Even
with my back to her I could
visualize her eyes—fixed far-away
and propped wide so the tears
shouldn't brim over. And her quiv
ering chin —1 could imagine that,
too.
When I turned to Phoebe she had
risen and stood facing me. Kittle
as she is. she looked stately.
"You knew?" she demanded ac
cusingly.
"Yes," I gasped. "And as soon as
we had Dick West disposed of "
"You knew," she went on. "The
day I couldn't even drink my
lemonade because we always took
it. You knew and you let me
make a fool of myself!"
There was a note of the Harri
son pride in Phoebe's voice. Poor
little girl, she also was bitterly
proud. That would make things
harder for both of us. For the mo
ment 1 felt as if I were~again fac
ing the aloof Phoebe of the painted
lips and hard eyes who had shut
me coldly out of her heart the day
Neal returned from soldiering.
And T almost let it hold me off —
almost let it force me to stand
discussing the matter academically
when what Phoebe needed was
some one to take her In kind arms
anil mother her.
In a rush of pity and affection
I ran across the room, caught
Phoebe to me and pulled her down
on the couch with her head nestled
against me.
"Dear little sister. I wanted to
tell you this—decently. And now
you've heard it all in an ugly flash.
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| I'm sorry dear. Oh. Phoebe, I'm
| sorry enough for us." .1 cried, "but
J I'm twice as sorry for poor Neal."
Oh. how I wished that Phoebe
would lift her head and reply with
| a twinkle in her eyes that it surely
i was hardest on Neal since he had
jto marry Evvy. But she didn't
; She did nothing to help me. so I
j went on and told her about the
| day at Mason Towers when Neal
! had saved Evvy after she upset :
| their canoe, how that very night
I he packed his things and started
hack to the city—to her I was sure, j
| Then I told how Val had seen Evvy
i intercept Neal and how when I !
' went to circumvent Evvy she out
witted us by flinging herself into
Neat's arms and bursting out with
i an announcement of her engage
j ment.
I "I know Neal doesn't care for
her," I concluded. "I've an idea
he was telling her that when she
upset the canoe. He was worried i
about almost drowning her and !
you should have seen his relief |
! when I said he'd nothing to worry ;
| about because he'd been a hero j
1 and saved her. I remember how i
! excitedly, how pleadinglv he asked |
; me if I thought that made up for
everything " I
| For a moment there was silence !
, Then Phoebe pushed me awav and
I sat up stiffly.
"Why do you tell me this. Anne?" I
| she asked. "Tour brother is en- i
: gaged to Evelyn Mason. As they j
i were both once friends of mine '
: I can only wish they'll be happy." ;
"Phoebe, dear." I insisted, lean- |
; ing forward to take her hands in j
mine in spite of every rebuff. "He I
i isn't happy. He couldn't be with
1 her. And I love Neal so much this
[ almost kills me. Evvy's heaps too !
olr. for him—and she couldn't be
t a sweet, unselfish wife. She's too j
j cold and purry and calculating, j
. . And Neal cares for you. I j
, know he does. You should have i
| seen him when I told him that '
i I'd lunched with you," I finished
, lamely.
For as I swept along on the tide
of my eagerness T remembered that j
the eager Neal who had pushed me j
out of his room and had packed i
to go back to Phoebe had been |
evoked by my telling him Phoebe j
still loved him.
I could hardly tell Phoebe that. ;
Her pride couldn't he expected to ;
endure the thought that Neal knew
she still cared. Yet it was just
that which made my case complete, i
Then Phoebe did a brave, sweet j
thing which made me love her more \
than ever.
"Oh, Anne," she cried sadly. "I j
hope he doesn't still care for me. j
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Because he's engaged to her. And
if she fought so hard to get him
she must love him. So now he must
do what's right and marry Evvy.
I want him to do what is right and
to be happy, too. It doesn't matter .
about me. I can get over being |
hurt some day. But he couldn't |
get over it if he did what wasn't j
honorable."
Whereupon Phoebe fcrgot her '
pride and her fine speeches and be- j
gan to cry sadly like any other
little girl whose heart is broken.
And perhaps I cried with her. I ;
think I'd be ashamed if I hadn't.
The sound of the door-bell sent j
us scurrying pell-mell into my bed- !
room to wash our eyes and powder j
our noses and to try to recapture i
some of the dignity and make-be- j
lieve we needed to see the situation t
through.
"Mr. and Mrs. Cosby," announced |
Bertha a moment later. "I said ;
I'd see if you were still in but that j
Miss Phoebe Harrison had been to \
dinner and I didn't know but what .
you'd gone out."
"Oh, Anne! That dreadful Bertha! '
Now I'll have to see them, too." ,
cried Phoebe after I had sent the
maid to say I'll be out in a moment.
"That won't be bad, dear," I said
cheerfully. "Put on your hat and
we'll call a taxi and as soon as
it's announced you can run away." j
"Pine!" agreed Phoebe, and then J
she shook her head sadly. "No [
Anne, I can't go. I'll have to wait
and see Jim. I've got to learn to •
face people some time. And to- j
night I must at least know that
Jim has done about Dick West.
I'll come in as soon as 1 can, Anne. I
I'd like—l'd like to be alone a min- j
ute, dear."
Her voice had an excited, fever- i
ish note. So, closing the door, I
went out and left Phoebe—alone.
To Be Continued.
DISHED
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THE LOVE GAMBLER
By Virginia Terhune Van de Water
CHAPTER XXIV.
Desiree was non-plussed. Her
, maid's claims seemed fair enough,
i The mistress had at the moment no
ur<;i,r;ient with which to refute no
"Naturally, Norah," she began,
j Mr. and I know that
Smith is honest and a good driver.
| But as to his behavior in other re
| spccts, we know little."
"There's nothing to fear from
j him, ma'am," the girl affirmed
' quickly. "I've seen a good many
j men, and I know what they're like,
j And the minute I first seen Smith,
| I sized him up."
"Ah did you?" was the dry
; rejoinder.
j "Yes, ma'am." Norah detected
:no sarcasm in the question. "My
mother always told me there was
> certain things no girl should let a
man do —and that nice men aren't
going to attempt them until they
know a girl well—things like ary
ing to put their arms around her—
and free actions like that."
I Desiree gasped. "Norah!" she ex-
I claimed.
"Yes. ma'am." the girl admitted,
• "it is dreadful, isn't it? But there
I is fellows as will do the likes of
that when they first meet a girl—
, and don't mean no real harm in it
| neither. Now Smith, why, he's nev
j er so much as"
The sound of the doorbell reached
| her ears, and she stopped abruptly.
"Oh, there's the bell! I guess
Annie's in the kitchen. I'll just
run down."
"It's probably Smith with the
car" —Desiree began.
But the girl was already out of
hearing, speeding on her way
downstairs. She also suspected that
it was Smith with the car. Which
Desiree reflected frowningly, would
account for her haste.
She was baffled. She could say
no more on this subject unless she
forbado Norah to speak to Smith,
and she had no grounds for such a
sweeping interdiction. Norah was
a decent girl, Smith was a decent
man. Why should they not be on
friendiy terms?
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Moreover, and the thought made
Desiree feel slightly frightened at
j herself, Samuel Leighton could not
j possiblly understand his daughter's
| viewpoint were she to express dis
| approval of any friendship between
I chauffeur and maid.
So long asa neither neglected any
| duties whose business was it how
(good friends they were? That
j would be her father's argument.
| And Desiree knew that he would be
I right.
! Yet she hated the thought of
j Smith's chatting familiarity with
| her maid. Surely this was unrea
! sonable. She must overcome the
! ridiculous prejudice.
Downstairs, Norah was exchang
| ing a few hasty words with David.
; He had spoken a bripf good morning
' and announced that the car was
! awaiting its mistress. Then Norah
| had laid her hand impulsively on
: his arm.
"Smith," she giggled. "Listen,
i Miss Leighton says you can come
I to call on me."
l'ovid startled so violently as to
• dislodge the hand resting on his
i arm.
"What!" he ejaculated. "What do
j you mean?"
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| "Well, you needn't look so as
tonished," Norah said, bridling.
"I'm onlly telling you you can come
to see me any time you like—any
evening, I mean. I don't often usk
young men to come here. It's not
generally allowed. But with you
it's different. I ran some risk
standing outside with you last
night—and she didn't like it. But
when I explained to her that you
and me was friends, she looked at
it different.
"So if you don't coine to see me
once in a bit, it's your own fault.
You ought to like me," with another
giggle, "after the scrape I most got
into last night all on account of
you. I had to make her think you
had something special that you
wanted to speak to me about, and
that you'd asked me to come out
side for a few minutes. If she knew
1 went out of my own self-—well,
she'd be that mad! She's awful par
ticular. Sh—h! Here she comes
now!"
Everything Goes Wrong
Then, to make matters worse the
girl lurned hastily away and hur
ried intj the diningroom.
But quickly as she had gone. De
siree caught a glimpse of her in her
flight and called her back.
"Norah! Where are you going?"
"Oh—l—l was just going down to
i the kitchen," Norah said, reappear
ing.
"You seemed in a hurry," was
Desiree's grave comment. "Here,
put this fur around me.
David stood, hat in hand, by the
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front door, too much dazed to know |
just what to say.
Desiree looked at him severely. I
"Smith," she remarked, "it is not
necessary for you to stand in here j
! waiting for me. Go out to your car. j
! I will come when I am ready." :
As the chauffeur obeyed she spoke ]
j once more to Norah.
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I me. It is not his place to come in. i
j Ho should simply deliver the mcs- |
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self."
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ward glance.
Norah stood still for a full minute |
after the door had closed upon her ;
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long breath.
"Whew!" she whistled softly to
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