New Britain herald., 1917-08-07
What Happened When Madge and Robert Savarin Went for a Walk
 Alone Together.

Alone Together. Robert Savarin and l stood side by side on the veranda of the old Brennan house at Marvin, mutely watching the taxi which was bearing Dicky, Lillian Underwood and Lillian's little girl, Marion. to the railroad station in time for the city-bound train. It was not until the taxi became a mere spect in the distance that we turned as if by mutual consent-although still saying nothing-and went into the living room.
 I did not know what Robert Saw arin's thoughts were, but my own brain was busy with the unexpected com plication of Lillian's life-problem which her sudden and ridiculous Jealousy of my friendship with the artist had brought to me.
 knew that Lillian herself, big,
 frank, loyal woman that she is, was
 not aware of the nature of her feeling
 toward me, and that when she did realize 1t she would stamp it out with inf1exible frmness. But the look or resentment, unconscious though it was with which she had answered Robert savarins reference to asking my ad- vice had revealed to me as by a
 
 to solve Lillian's problem.
 Dicky's unreasoning jealousy, which always greets the most casual ac- quaintanceship of mine with any man. was already beginning to simmer against Robert Savarin. But did not think the attack would be as serious as others he had had. In the first place, MT. Savarin is nearly as old as my own father; in the second place, Dicky has a great reverence for the elder artists genius, and, in the third place, Robert Savarin's interest in Lillian Underwood was so plainly in~ evidence that Dicky could not fail to see it soon. - "What Do You Mean.".
 I had been thinging so intently of the mental vagaries of my husband and of my dearest friend that failed to hear Robert Savarin when he first spoke to me after entering the living room. When he repeated his ques- ton he was smiling.
 Would it inconvenience you. Mrs. Graham, to take a walk with me 9" he asked. "It really is too glorious a day to spend indoors, and I fancy I should like to see a bit of the country out here. Besides, shall not have so good an opportunity soon again.
 "why! what do you mean, MT. Saw arin?" I faltered, perceiving, or fancying I did, an undercurrent of meaning beneath his words. Surely there will be plenty of other oppor- tunities for you to see our heighbor- hood in the time you are to spend With us. But I shall be very glad to go with you this morning, for indeed it is too wonderful day to spend indoors
 There was that about the smile with which he answered me that made feeling as of pity clutch my heart.
 Dear lady," he said, "It will not be possible for me to stay at your home the length of time I had planned. Of course shall attend Mrs. Under woods dinner tonight but even at the risk of seeming unEracious. I must start back home tomorrow or the next day at the latest"
 "But-why-?" I began, startled and a bit worried because our plans had been made for a weeks entertain ment of the artist.
 II will tell you out of doors," he re- turned. Wont you get our wraps and take that walk now? I feel as if should stile if I stayed under roof this morning
 There was about his manner a some thing that lent wings to my feet as ran upstairs for my wraps. It would be an injustice to describe 1t as a touch of Wildness, and yet that was