New Britain herald., 1917-09-01

Jealousy of Dr, BraithWafte?
 Now, Katherine, dear, tell me all about it'
 We were safe from intrusion, Katherine Sonnot and I, in my own room. She had arrived on sol late a train in the afternoon I had had no time to talk to her before Dicky's ar rival and dinner And after dinner, my husband, who appeared to have gotten rid of his sulkiness toward me vish his ebullition of temper concern ing Dr. Petit. had kept us royalty en- tertained as only Dicky can when he is in a good humor.
 It was late when he finally went to his room, but I knew from the look in Katherine's eyes that tired as she was she wanted to unburden her heart to me before she slept. At Lillian Un- derwood's dinner in honor of Robert Savarin I had noticed the boorish manner of Jack Bickett, her f1ance and my cousin, toward her, and later guessed that the reason for his actions ! was his jeealousy of Dr. Braithwaite Dicky's brother-in-law, the head of the hospital unit to which Katherine be. longed, and because of whose work here she had come back from the front.
 Katherine's answer startled me She turned from the mirror in front of which she had been braiding her long. beautiful hair for the night, and sank to her knees at my side and burst into tears. I put my arms around her, drew her close, and tried. to apologize. why, Katherine. I didn't mean to l. e. ALS should have asked you that question, but I thought you wanted to tell me all about it.
 Her answer came brokenly.
 Don't. I do want to tell you, but please let me cry-it's the first tine."
 said no more, only held her closer and Emoothed the satin softness of her brown hair. The words, Its the first time,' struck a responsive chord in my heart as I gazed down at her. I, too, knew what 1t had been to repress tears, knew also what 1t m meant to a woman in trouble to have somewhere in the world another woman's shoul- der to "cry on.'
 When she finally dried her eyes, she sprang up with the pretty impetuous- ness I had always loved in her.
 What 8 fool I've made of myself!' she said practically, going over to a stand in the corner and pouring cold water into a basin. As she bathed her eyes and face she gave a little sardonic laugh.
 Tell me, Madge," she said, "did you ever see a woman who couldn't cry becomingly? I've read of them, talniy watched all varieties of weeping females.'
 There isn't any such article,'' re- joined, and then I drew up chair near mine, afraid lest the bitterness of her tone meant that she had drawn an armor over her intended confidence. But she sank obediently into 1t when she had finished bathing her face, and clasped her hands around her knees.
 There's only one thing the matter" she said, and you couldn't help seeing what 1t was the other night at Mrs. Underwood's dinner"
 Katherine Explains. You mean that Jack objects to Dr. Braithwaite's work taking so much of your time?" I replied, temporizing, for did not wish to put my real con- viction into words until Katherine her. l self should give me the cue. "I mean that he Is actually jealous ] of Dr. Braithwaite himself, imag1nes that the physician is in love with me | and that I am more interested In hln than I have any right to be- She stretched her beautiful arm above her head with g. gusture of i'm ! portant irritation.
 "Sometimes I think all the bushes and professional world ought to b. divided like a Quaker meeting, tn men on one side and the women on tn ! other,' she said with 8 tinge Of bit terness Tt seems almost 1mposdbl for a man and, a woman to be asso | ciated closely in any business or pro fession without causing unpleasan nent or actual trouble if there's
 husband. wife or a fiance of either O. earth.
 And it's so unjust" she went or You see, in this particular case,
 happened to, do my work in tn especial way that suited Dr. Braith waite, and he was kind enough to re
 mark 1t, and gradually to give me tn most responsible work he had
 "Of course you just happened to d your work we'll" put in affectionate ly, for I knew Katherines reputatio
 as one of the best nurses in the city.
 A little moue was the only ind1ca
 tion that she heard my interruption And then Dr. Braithwaites wifi
 fell ill Of course you knew .abou
 that" she continued.
 ITO My Sorrow.
 I nodded. Dicky's sister had indee
 been taken ill shortly after she ha
 gone to Paris with her big surgeo
 husband. I had wondered often hoy
 the physician had gotten along witf
 out her, for her efficient care of hin
 and his absolute dependence on he
 had aroused my admiring wonde
 when they visited us before sailing