The Richmond palladium and sun-telegram. [volume] (Richmond, Ind.) 1907-1939, 1918-02-23
Revelations of a
Wife
mighty GOOD OF YOU"


mine again quickly. Why, could not
explain even to myself.
You look pale somehow, and your
eyes are strained as II you were wor-
rying over something. Are the pupils
more troublesome than usual this
year,"
THE pupils?" said inquiringly.
Then hastily, as | remembered that
Jack supposed me still to be unmar-
ried and teaching. mo, they are no
worse than usual. am perfectly all
right, really, Jack. Tell me about
yourself and your trip. am dying to
hear your adventures"
The words were idle, foolish, but I
could not stop to weigh them. All
my faculties were centered on the
problem--how best to tell Jack that
l was married.
PLENTY of ,time for my adventures"
Jack returned. 'Im going to hear all
about you first. Here we are. Place
looks natural"
Yes, doesn't it? I haven't seen It
since dined here last with you"
Really" He caught my hand in
his as we went through the doors.
THAT was mighty good Of YOU"
had told him the truth. Broquin s
had always appealed to Jack and to
me because IL was quiet, offered ex-
cellent cuisine and service, and had
never succumbed to the cabaret dance
craze, which had taken possession Of
most Of the New York restaurants.
Its only music was that furnished by
a really good orchestra of six pieces.
The musicians evidently held the un-
usual view that their function was to
provide a pleasant undertone to the
table conversation, not to drown 1t.
But Dicky liked the livelier places.
He had never taken me to Broquin's;
indeed, | never had heard him men,
ton the place.
The head waiter came toward us.
Jack indicated a corner table which
we had always taken when we could
get it at Broquin's. liked the padded
wall seats which Broquin's provided
for those tables at the sides and cor
ners of the big room. This particular
table had the best position In the
room. From it one could see every
thing that went on, while being out
of the main rush.
There could have been no more ideal
place for a quiet chat. 1t was so
early that only few belated break
fasters were in the big hall. Later
knew all the tables would be crowded,
for Broquin's made specially Of Sun
day midday dinners
Jack forestalled the man who came
hurrying up to help me Off with my
coat I knew that he remembered l
disliked having a waiter help me. AS
he removed the coat he looked quizZi-
cally at me.
"Schoolma aiming must be profitable
this year." he remarked. This outfit
looks like ready money"
] flushed in an embarrassed fashion.
was not yet ready to tell him that
my gown and coat we're part Of my
trouuseau. He had known of my very
frugal expenditures for clothing in the
past years. No wonder he was sur
prised to see me wearing more costly
things.
The Wedding Ring Removed
sank into the padded seat and be-
gan TO remove my gloves when l was
confronted by new problem.
My wedding ring, guarded by my en-
sagment solitaire, was upon the third
finger of my left hand. Jack would
be sure to see them II | kept them on.
told myself fiercely that l did not
wish Jack to know ] was married until
after we had had this dinner together.
With my experience OF Dicky's jeal-
ousy I had not much hope that Jack
and / would ever dine together in this
fashion again.
On the other hand. I had strong
aversion to removing my wedding ring
even for an hour or two. Besides be-
ing a silent falsehood, the act would
seem almost an omen Of evil. ! am
not generally superstitious. but some
thing made me dread doing 1t.
However. | had to choose quickly. I
must either take eff the rings or tell
Jack 1T once that ! was married. /
was not brave enough to do the latter.
Taking my silver mesh bag from my
muff. opened 1t under the table and.
quickly stripping of my gloves. re.
moved my rings, tucked them into a
corner Of the bag and put gloves and
bag back in my muff. Jack, manlike,
had noticed nothing
Now to keep the conversation in my
own hands, so tina, Jack should sus-
pect nothing until we had dined.