New Britain herald., 1917-04-30

REVELATIONS OF A WIFE
By ADELE GARRISON

I want most to know," she returned. "Will confessed everything to me, and better still, to his mother. l would have been glad to have spared the poor old woman, for she idolizes her son, but you remember l told you tnat although she loved me, he had maoe her believe the vile things he said or me. It was necessary that she should know the truth, if after Wills death I was to have any peace in my childs companionship.
 Marion loves her grandmother dearly, and the old woman fairly idolizes the child, although her feeble ness has compelled her to leave most of the care of the child to hired nurses. There is where I am going to have my chance with my little girl. never shall separate her from her grandmother while the old woman lives, but from the moment she comes to me, no hireling's hand shall care for her-she shall be mine, all mine!
 Her voice was a paean of trlum- phant love. My heart thrilled in sym pathy with hers, but underneath 1t all I was conscious of a strong desire 10 have Harry Underwood reconciled to this new plan of Lillian's. The calm
 
 their parting had not deceived me. I knew that Lillians pride, already dragged in the dust by her first un- happy marital experience, would suffer greatly if she had to acknow- ledge that her second venture had also failed. I tried to think of some manner in which could remedy mat ters. Unconsciously Lillian played dl- rectly into my hands.
 Two Gallant Cavaliers.
 "But here I am bothering you with all of my troubles" she said, when all the time gallant cavaliers wait without, anxious to pay their devoirs.
 Her voice was as gay, as uncon- cerned, as if she had not just been the depths of terrible mem ories. I paid a silent tribute to her swering curiously.
 "Gallant cavaliers?" I repeated.
 1.-TWO of them,' she returned, deftly my hair so that it would hide the scar upon my cheek and neck, which we had been assured would after awhile disappear alto gether. and slipping my prettiest matinee over my shoulders. There she stood off and surveyed me-"1 ,hink you are a sufficiently interest ng invalid to be allowed to receive ,isitors'' .
 "But tell me who they are,' I per- sisted.
 Well, Harry is at the door, and Mr. iordon at the gate,'' she returned nerrily "In other words, Harry IS downstairs, waiting patiently for mo to give him permission to see you, while Mr. Gordon took up quarters at country inn near here the day after your accident, and has called or almost hourly since. He begged me this morning to let him know when you would be able to see him. If Harry's call does not tire you, think I would better phone him to come over.'
 "Lillian!" I spoke imperatively, as B. sudden recollection flashed through my mind "Was I delirious, or did I hear MT. Gordon exclaim something very foolish the night of my acci- dent?''
 She looked at me searchingly.
 "He said, My darling have I found you only to lose you again" she answered.
 What did he mean?" I gasped.
 That he must tell you himself, Madge," she said gravely. For me to guess his meaning would be futile. Shall telephone him. to come over, and will you see Harry for a moment or two now?"
 "Yes! to both questions" an- swered.