The Seattle star. [volume] (Seattle, Wash.) 1899-1947, 1918-06-29
LYRIC
CONFESSIONS
OF A Wife
JIM's USPICiONs CAT 81 4
OF ARIEL

little more Ia DICKS manuscript a
maid came IN and said. - gentle
man BY tho name OF SIR. sili wants
20 talk with you. Mrs waycrly."
FASTENED TO the phone. wonder.
Ing what he wanted 90 ray to ne.
confess had the slightest annoy.
ance that "a man whom | knew as
slightly as I did MIR san would feel
at liberty TO call me up in the early
morning II was scarcely ? O'Clock
But every nerve in my body tin.
gi~d as ! heard the voice over the
wire. Good morning. Lady Fair |
am talking for my sister. She wants
to know II she shall stop for you this
evening on the way over to Don
mas"
Il had not intended going over 10
Donna this evening"
why. Donna said last night. as
We were driving home. that she was
going TO invit. YOU over there this
morning"
We'll. II looks as tho Donna was
not such an early riser as you are"
Il am afraid she is surcr than !
am that you will keep"
Il don't quite understand" was my
haiting answer 10 this surprising
speech
Yes. you do. Lady Sair. but tina,
is your polite way Of telling me that
I am as fresh as this June morning. ="
You talk. Mr. Sill. a. tho you were
about 20 and | IL"
Goodness. would that no; b.
splendid what would give to be
20 again n one evening with you
turns me hack 10 my youth. you
should be kind and let me see you
often. Won't you let us call for you
and take you No Donna's toniEhtY'
"usg | was under the impression
q, was your sister that was to call
for me. and then. little book. before
he could say more. said. Il am go
ing over TO Mrs Symonc's tonight
for little while. and 40 will be un-
able To- go to Donna's. ! wish you n
very pleasant evening Good bye"
Here. here wait n minute, May
Lola and take you TO Mrs Sy-
mone'E on our way TO Donna's1'
mo. l am going after my sister,
Mollic. Thank you again. and
goodbye"
Good bye. cruel lady" and the re-
cclvcr clicked.
do wish. little book. that Barclay
sill did not have Dicks voice in ev-
cry intonation.
As It Is. all day have been In n
plcasurablc anticipation. cannot
get over the feeling that In minute
or two Dick will he coming In To- see
me. with his jolly laugh and his little
teasing ways must not see Bar
clay sill too often. for, altho he does
not remind me In any other way OF
Dick. find myself haunted by his
voice for hours after ! have been
with him little.
wonder little hook. II any other
woman was ever haunted by the Nv
ing ghost OF a dead voice?
Jim also called me up this morn
ing. but his first words annoyed me
Il thought would find out how
you felt after last nights diSsipa-
ton"
81 don't quite understand you"
said TO him in turn.
Yves. you do" he. too. answered.
"nnd | am not going TO pretend you
do not You know that Barclay Sill
was simply fascinated with you last
night"
"Jim. did not think you would
insult me"
Us It an insult TO beautiful wom-
an TO know that a man is fascinated
with herr
"In my case. Jim, II is an insult TO
have my husbands best friend tell
me So"
cit Is because I was your hus-
bands best friend that ! am telling
you"
Again I don't quite understand
you"
YES. you do, Margic. YOU are too
clever n woman not to perfectly un-
derstand."
well. | am not going TO. for II
did. Jim. | simply would have to tell
you to mind your own business"
"Is that the way the wind lies?"
yves. Jim Eide, that is the way the
wind lies. | am perfectly capable OF
taking care OF my own personal af-
fairs and simply will not let you
or any other man interfere. Your
suspicious are insulting. and ! hope
you will not come and see me or
talk TO me over the phone again un.
I'll you can behave yourself"
hung up the receiver. and then.
like any other woman, | sat down
and cried.
(ro lie Continued
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