New Britain herald., 1917-01-24
REVELATIONS OF A WIFE
By ADELE GARRISON

or sight all day, joined the family circle around the big fire in the living room after the departure of the young
 men to the city. When I say joined the family circle,'' I mean in reality joined Diclly, for the two men kept up an uninterrupted dialogue during the evening.
 "I Can Paint Again.,
 l Knew Dlcky's reverential attitude eo"ards genus and the touch of de- ference in his manner toward the . broken artist-his whole attitude be- , ing that of a pupil to a master-could not help but soothe the tangled nerves l ot even so shattered a man as Robert Savariin From my seat next to Mrs. Cosgrove l watched the two men talking. saw the hungry look in the old artists eyes appeased as Dicky tactfuIlv re-
 counted the doings of the art world
 his world, from which he had been smut out so many years, and Witnessed the realization creeping over him thai He was not ended for him-that he was again man among men.
 It was like watching the rebirth of soul. l knew that Mrs. Coserove saw what l did. Once or twice her hand went out swiftly and c1utcbod mine, and I thrilled with sympathy ,t the rapture of happiness which T knew was hers.
 We caught detached fragments of the conversation from time to time !, olaloSue that roamed from Paris and Brlttany to Switzerland and Venice rom New York studios to almost in accesslDle mountain glens. and then there came long, serious colloo,,v rom "hlch an occasional word 1ioated. and told me Dicky was put tlhe at the old artists disposal his services in the sale of his pictures
 but the artist. it seemed, already hau iAeo op1n1ons upon that subject.
 "No,' I heard him say firmly these are my sisters's and hers alone gave them to her years eqo when they were worth comma t;,a1,, little. If they are of value now o-, glad, for they will insure her a con,- fortable old age One I will entr,,s+ to your care to sell for me. If what you say of their value is true the nro- cceds of that will be more than sufficient for any needs I may have until get to work again. For I can paint asaln-I know it, I feel it!''
 lie rose to his feet as he smoke as If he were registering a VOW. I knew oS the expression on Mrs. Cosgrove's 1ace that in another moment she would utter protest against keep- Ing the paintings her brother had gwen her. With a swift motion, up- seen by the artist. I laid my finger on her lips and hushed her to silence. For ] saw, as I knew she would later that work at his old beloved profess 'Hon was the one thing needed to keep balanced Robert Savarin's delicatelv organized brain.
 Mrs. AlliS Says Good-byc
 So it was arranged that after our return to the city, one of the paint lnss Was to be sent to Dicky for dis posal. When this was definitely settled l signalled Dicky to break un the conversation. I knew that the artist should not test his newly re- covered mental powers too severely. and besides l was terribly fatigued. excitement and a rather , lively terror of Mrs. Allis I had felt that I could not wait for sleep another minute.
 When I awoke the next morning the sun was high in the heavens and Mrs Cosgrove sat sewing in low chair ! near my bed As I uttered a startled exclamation she rose and came over to me.
 Don't be frightened" she said. | You were sleeping so soundly that | your husband did not wish to disturb 1 you. and he had to go with Mir Cos 1 grove and Mrs. Allis to court, where l she is to withdraw her evidence !! gainst you in the matter of breaking l the fish laws. Then they are to take ] her and her accomplice to their train"
 "She is gone, them" I said and I 1 suppose the great relief I felt must , have showed itself in my tone for Mrs l 'osgrovc shot a swift. comprehendinp 1 ? lance at me.
 "Ycs, she is gone" she replied hesi 1 Lating and then she looked long and 1 hOughtfully at me.