New Britain herald., 1916-07-24
REVELATIONS0F WIFE
By ADELE GARRH,ON

, l want her to be almost a member of l the family by the time I get there Here we are. We have time to
 freshen up a bit before we meet Dicl1y."
 We went into the woman's waiting
 room, where I washed my face and
 fands, arranged my wind-blown hair and dusted little powder over nv i lace. Lillian added a little more to the mask of makeup which is the only d1sagreeable thing about her. and we walked over to the Long Island waiting room.
 My prophetic soul. I knew it," whispered Lillian as we caught sipht
 of Dicky and Miss Draper They were
 not talking, but watching the en-
 trance. Both seemed a trif7e distrait
 As Dicly saw us he sprang to his feet and came towards us.
 Just follow my lead. Give him no
 chance to explain until I get in my
 deadly york; Lillian murmured. and
 in another m Oment had Dicl<v by both
 hands, shaking them heartily in the
 f1@mbOyant manner that once had SD
 annoyed me.
 heartily, "prepare for terrible news l. ing down next Saturday to stay a week with you. Your wife just invited us" Dicky made a mock gesture of dis may, and turned to me in burlesqued anger.
 ''Woman," he grow1ed, "how dare
 1ou invite such people to our un- sullied home? I'll have you to know
 that we can't afford to have our repu- tations spoiled.
 "As for you," he shook a threaten ing forefnger at Lillian, Eff you'll
 agree to wash your face and mako Harry bring a good stock of cigars and bottles along I may consider the matter.''
 Nary wash, nary a bott1e," re- turned Lillian impudently. You take us as is,' my laddie."
 Her nonsense had achieved it's pur- l pose. We had reached Miss Drapers S side before Dcky had chance to say l anything about her going with us. I smiled cordially at her, murmured l Q conventional Good afternoon. Miss Ora per-" into which I put as much warmth as I deemed judicial, and
 left the field to Lillian. An Approving Glance. "Ah, Miss Draper, we meet again." l she laughed 'T did not think when I saw you this morning at the studio i l should run across you here Oh, 1 that's sol" a. if the thought had just occurred to her, you do commute by the Long Island, don't you? I had 1 forgotten. What time does your train l go?'
 1 Dicky answered hurriedly. 'She l takes the same train we do." He l turned to me, and there was a dis 1 tinct appeal in his manner. Tt has l been such a stuffy day in the studio
 that I have asked Miss Draper to ac-
 company us on the trolley trip.' How charming!" I exclaimed, 1 forcing my voice to warmth, my lips
 to a smile. "I love a trolley ride in the summer, and those country inns are really very good, some of them.' Well, Miss Draper, I wish you joy
 of your job," Lillian laughed 1T
 wouldn't play gooseberry to a pair of love birds like these two for anything you could offer mo. They're not over the honeymoon yet, and l can see a, lonesome time for you when they get
 to holding hands under the dinner
 table. Nay, nay, Pauline, when l take
 summer trolley trip through roman
 tic country scenes I want a man all to
 myself"
 You wrong us Mrs. Underwood l
 returned, taking her cue. "Dicky and
 I are old married people now with all
 the romance tucked soberly away.
 nen't mind her nonsense. Miss Draper.