The Washington times., 1918-10-19
When a Girl Marries
ANABsORBING SERIAL OF YOUNG Welded LIFE.
Betty Tries to Hold Out a Helping
Hand to Anne, but the Latter
Turns a Cold Shoulder.

mere, the melons are gorgeous!
Anne, how are Jim's Affairs coming
on?"
She, threw It in casually. But I
stifened at her intrusion into our
personal concerns. As wen as II
she had put It erudely, I knew
Betty meant Has Jim a joby"
"An right" replied almost
eurtly. 4.
-An right? You said that - Z
everything were-an wrong"
Betty came over TO my side Sid
took the bread from my hand and
swung me around 10 face her. Thsn
she caught me In her arms and gave
me a little warm. friendly shake
"AnnC-Anne. dear, tell me. I do
50 want to help you"
Perhaps II was that word "heIp,"
perhaps It was the memory Of her
knowing how Jim liked his pota-
toes-but couldn't respond to
Betty.
Ny eoffeeF' I cried II really
was boiling over. a
shook of Betty's clfnRing handH
set the coffee back to keep hot and
then turned with a cold reply:
"Jim Is really quite all right He
does an article a month for Hal
dane's-and he has just accepted q
position as inspector in a factoFEIP
"Airplanes?" asked Betty eagerly
Gaps"
The word came out with a little
explosion Betty repeated it In at-
ter aStonishment -
"Capst"
Net Much Sympathy.
~Yes-a very good cap factory
cried. with an air OF fnality.
Betty stood staring at me in per-
plexity. She was holding her right
hand against her lips in a way she
has-the IRE of that red scar
against her mouth And queenly.
Betty suddenly seemed childish ana
appealing as she stood there with
her fingers curled out toward M
from her open palm.
"But, Anne. an inspector has -
walk miles He has to walk an
day. Jim's ankle! II will torture
him"
I hadn't thought OF that. Betty,
pressing her own scar to her lips,
had realized how my hoy's Iameness
handicapped him. I hated myself
for forgetting-I hated hs=. more
for remembering. -, .
Tears were very close to my eysss-
wonder what would have hap
pened il had let them come. II
had cried out my thoughts:
"oh. it won't do for him to go
walking about all day! So he
hasn't a job, after all And he 10
so happy because he thinks he hasI
Instead, I said coldly:
"He has probably thought of that.
Mrs. Bryce, and arranged accord
ingly."
And then I marched in TO put the
melon on the table. When I came
back again Betty had served up the
vegetables and had set them on top
OF the oven to keep hot.
Thank you for all you've done.
Mrs. Bryce. You've helped wonder
fully. Now Wen go in. Please let
me have your apron. I want you to
be company from now on" I got
the sentences out jerkily, and Bet
ty. looking at me gravely, obeyed-
II was Jim who helped me carry
on the roast and the vegetables-he
insisted on snatching a kiss from
the cook. which restored her COM
posure, but only for a brief mo-
ment, for when we returned to our
guests I could see that Betty had
been talking confidenially to Cap
tain Winston. Her head was close
to his. l felt sure that she had been
asking him what to do about jim
A Wave of Resentment.
An angry wave Of resentment
swept over me. We were asking
no favors. Then why couldn't
they leave us alone to manage our
own affairs?
But I managed to conceal my
feelings, so dinner was a social as
we'll as a gastrOnOmic success. Cap
tain Winston called it the "deliei-
ous-est home meal he had met on
Iuis Sluo OA NAS POAN. AM SAAA
beamed.
Every one helped "clean-or'-
so that was over in a jiffy. Then
Captain Winston asked who was
for running around to the garage
with him to get his car-and Bet
ty voIunt sered. saw through
that. and determined they
shouldn't talk US over" So said
smoothly.
silly children! Wen 'phons for
It"
And they had to.
Betty's turban was in place in .
minute or two. To adjust a ven
over my sailor took longer, SO she
left me and went out to Join ~the
boys"
When / was alone, I began to
see how I had blundered through
pride as grave as Jim's own
have failed my boy, for he needs
me to bridge the sap between that
pride OF his and the things from
which it shuts him off. g.
/ must have dreamed oVer-long.
For from the doorway Jim sum
moned me:
ANNE! The car is here-we're
waiting Hurry, dear"
where's Betty? Ask her to come
here" 1 said, determined now to
beg her to forgive me-to help US
both.
"She and Terry have run ahead.
They're waiting at the elevator.
Come on. honey"
I sighed. half in disappointment.
half in relief. But / determined
that before We came home / would