Harrisburg telegraph. [volume] (Harrisburg, Pa.) 1879-1948, 1914-03-30
Their Married Life
By MABEL HERBERT URNER

| " AAo'iiAS VI MISS MdttueWS, IndL
she had taken the apartment from an
agent only two days before.
| mo, I don't know her address," she
assured him, II don't think they know
here, for they're forwarding the mail
TO her bank. Why, yes, If
you wish. But there's really nothing
| more that 1 can tell you"
| He's not coming here?" demanded
Helen tensely.
| Yes, but only for moment-he
says he must see me. What do you
suppose 1t means?"
Did he give his name?"
NO, but he'll be here in half an
hour. Perhaps l shouldn't have let
him come"
/ The Solution
That's the mani" Helen pointed
excitedly to the picture on the man
tel. I'm sure 1t is! His name is j.
n; Griswold! They've had some quar-
| rel-and she's gone away Here"
turning to the volume of Keats,
Here's some pictures taken on a
steamer. oh, I've pieced together the
whole storyr'
Evelyn was impressed. 1t did seem
plausible, though 1t sounded like a
story from popular magazine. They
spent the next half hour conjecturing
the various possible phases of the ro-
nance.
When the bell rang, Helen in a
flutter of excitement and expectancy
settled herself in the farthest corner
of the couch, while Evelyn opened the
door.
1t was the same man! He had
been traveling-had just gotten back
from trip. Helen's mind decided
this in flash. Perhaps it was the
long coat and soft hat that gave the
| impression of travelling
Before he spoke he looked search
lngly around the room and then back
to Evelyn.
I'm sorry to intrude, but If there
Is anything at all that you can tell
me about Miss Matthew'S shall ap-
| preciate it."
Il told you over the phone that l
know nothing absolutely"
Yes. I know you did," he was
standing by the table; Evelyn had
not asked him to sit down. "And it
may seem strange that I insisted on
Icoming-but I felt that / must come
You can at least give me the name
of the agents?"
"Oh, yes, think have their card"
A Request
While Evelyn searched for the card,
he looked hungrily around, and Helen
say that his gloved hand, which rest
ed on the table. was clinched
He put the card in his wallet, asked
how long Evelyn had been here, for
how long she had sublet the apart
ment, and what were the conditions
OF her lease. The intense earnestness
with which he asked these questions
robbed them of any shade of imperti-
nence.
There is just one more thing l
should like to ask. If Miss Matthews
should return and take another apart
ment would you have any objections
to her removing some of her personal
things-her books and music?"
Not at all" answered Evelyn
quickly. II should be glad to have
more room. There is really no place
to put my books and trinklets."
He thanked her courteously, and
handed her card with an earnest:
I'm case you should hear anything
OF Miss Matthews or should learn of
her address, / shall be much indebted
to you If you will let me know"
The door closed after him. Evelyn
glanced at the card.
]. Kent Griswold,
Attorney-at-Law,
$40 Broad Street.
"Oh, I KNOW know!" breathed
Helen triumphantly. And he CARES!
Can't you see how MUCH he cares?
Why did she leave? What did they
quarrel about?"
Wait, / think l can tell you,'' Eve
lyn took to the telephone book and
turned through 1t quickly. "I thought
$50! j. K. Griswold, Lawyer, $50 Broad
street; Residence, 946 Riverside Drive
, That's the reason!"
Helen looked puzzled
why. he's married. Don't you see?
Residence, s46 Riverside Driver"
"But he could have a residence
without being married, couldn't he ?"
He could-but he hasn't. You
sensed the other and 1 sensed this.
There's Mrs. Griswold at 946 River
side Drive. Wait I'll prove it,"
''No-no," objected Helen. What
are you going to do?"
Nothing, except to prove that
there's Mrs. ]. K. Griswold." Then
into the phone: Hello, Riverside
S742"
Helen tried to protest. but Evelyn
waved her back.
Hello! Is Mrs. Griswold inr No,
you misunderstood me, / said MIR.
Griswold. He isn't in? No, I don't
care to speak to Mrs. Griswold-I'll
call again.
She hung up the receiver and turn
ed to Helen with triumphant:
There, that's your romance-and
it may be a very sordid onel'