New Britain herald., 1915-12-31
REVELATIONS0F A WIFE
By ADELE GARRISON

of the way if Diclsy should indulge in one of his fits of temper You may go any time you wish. You need not return this evening for supper, for we shall both be away 70 thank you 500 much, Missis Graham
 Katie vanished into the kitchen. Dicky laid down his paper and gazed at me fixedly.
 Perhaps you would like me to get out, too,'' he said sneeringly. Far . be it from me to desire to hamper any joyful telephone reunion. I be- lieve this friend of your youth ex- . poets you to telephone him this morn ing, does he not '
 His tone cut me, but I resolved to make one more effort to make him look at Jacks arrival in a more kind l ly light.
 "Dicky" I said, going over to him, and putting my hand on his shoulder, please don't quarrel with me over this. You make it terribly hard for me. I have tried to be nice to your l women friends, and I do so much ! want you to be friends with Jack" He threw off my hand with a muf- 1 fled exclamation, and started toward the door or ms own room. "Fine chance I'd have of being friends with Jack'-he mimicked my l tone perfectly. "Of course, Jack will 1 just be ready to greet me as long l lost brother when he hears about me.
 I wish you joy of your job of telling
 Jack you have a husband at home." | 'Why, Dicky," I gasped. What do
 you mean?"
 "Oh, of course, you don't know, | Miss Innocence!" he retorted. "You'd l better refresh your memory as the l lawyers say, from your dear friends l letter.
 l Telephone me so I can sea you 1 SC soon as possible. I am looking
 forward to a real dinner at real
 restaurant with the realest girl in the world opposite me, the first day l ] strike New York, so get ready for l me. Till I see you, dear. Always l yours, Jack.
 1 As Dicky repeated the words which 1 had closed Jacks letter to me an-
 nouncing his return to New York, re- reated them with his voice unsteady
 from suppressed anger, I sank into l my chair aghast.
 Dicky's Words Strike Home. 1 had showed him Jacks letter, but
 I lad not realized before that he must have read it repeatedly. That could
 mean only one thing. He must be | furiously jealous of Jack. For a.
 moment I did not know what to do. 1 ] started to speak, but Dicky went on l without noticing me.
 ] "Of course, after writing a letter l like that, Jack is going to be de- lighted to find the 'realest girl has
 been grabbed off the Christmas tree while he was away. He'll Just De l dying to meet me-
 l "Don't be so nonsensical, Dicky," I l said sharply. Jack Bickett is not in 1 love with me, never was, nor I with
 h,m. If we had cared for each other
 we would have been married long ago, for my mother wished it. and we both
 krew it. You are making me very l unhappy by acting this way about my
 meeting him. I don't want to leave
 you feeling angry
 For heavens sake don't get melo- dramatic, Madge,' he returned dis
 agreeably. as he went into his room. l When he came out a few moments
 later he was dressed for the street
 He came over to my chair and kissed
 my cheek, so perfunctory caress tha II would rather he had omitted it. t "If you get through with your TO ) mantle reunion in time, telephone mt l at I4iPs," he said. If we're not there
 we'll leave word where you can reacl : US. So long,
 ? He walked to the door. opened it
 and turned with the knob in his hand = T really believe you are going t. t meet this chap with the idea that h is a simon pure platonic admirer c
 1,o l But
 word, you'll find out before the day
 over that his hrotherly attitude wi
 come off,"
 He shut the door and hurried ava,
 I felt as if I had been stunned by al
 unexpected blow.
 Twice during the morning l ha
 reard this terrifying thought voiced
 once yelled by Mrs. Stewart, no
 onenly from DickY's lips.