South Bend news-times. (South Bend, Ind.) 1913-1938, 1918-02-20
REVELATIONS. OFA WIFE
BY Adele Garrison

a little stroll with me tonight"
Dicky went on, but it's too COM
Portable right here al home 1 feel
at peace with the world tonight"
The ringing OF the telephone bell
punctured Dickys words He was
visibly annoyed. but 20 me the sound
was relief Anything was better
than Diclly's child-like enjoyment
of our home evening contrasted
with my knowledge OF how I soon
must spoil IT.
He went TO the telephone and
took down the receiver. Then 1
heard the puzzling converse
ton which always falls to the lot
of the outside listener.
"Yes?" Dicky never answered
Hello" over the telephone, but al
ways says "Yes?" with the rising in
Election. It is one of his manner
isms which / like.
"Oh, Lii? You're sounding fine"
Great"
"Oh, yes; she's feeling bully. Had
a bad headache yesterday, but she's
all right today"
we send for an amateur like you
when there is a professional like me
in the house?"
you don't need to take my word
for it. Ask Nladge. She'll voUch
for my ability as a nurse"
why, 1 don't know. Nothing
particular Why?"
Then there was a long pause IN
Dickys end of the conversation.
Even at my chair at the farther
end of the room 1 could hear the
raucous tones of Lillian Gales
voice as they struck against the
sounder of the telephone. I could
not distinguish what she said. but
she was evidently very enthusiastic
about something, for sh talked very
fast, and her tones showed earnest
ness.
We'll. We're very comfortable
where we are, thank you, but I'll
ask her"
Dicky put down the receiver and
stuffed one of his handkerchiefs
into the transmitter. Then he walk
ed over TO me. and standing with
his back to the telephone, spoke In
almost a whisper:
Don't let her hear your answer.
Madge. Lii says gang just drop
ped into the apartment and she
wants US to come over and help en-
terrain EN-. There are not SO many
of our own crowd, more that theat-
rical bunch that she trains with
sometimes. I know the kind Of
party il will be, so many different
kinds of drinks that we won't be
a BILE TO lind our own house tomor-
row morning unless the tax driver
takes pity on us. But il viii be a
novel experience for you if you
want to go. What shall | tell herr
You draw such an alluring pic
ture. Dicky." L whispered back,
smiling up at him, that you really
tempt me. But you must decide.
I'll go if you want TO, but"
But you're not exactly crazy over
the proposition" he said gleefully.
Are your I cOuntered.
With a home evening like this
as an alternative? I should say not.
It's bully fun at Lirs, but it's COM
fy home here" He went back 20
the phone. took his handkerchief
out Of the transmitter with a merry
glance at me, and began his ex-
cuses.
Il say, lady, the spirit is willing
but the flesh is weak over here.
Nadge sends her love and says she'd
love to come, but she has just re-
covered from one Of the worst at
tacks Of headache she ever had in
her life. and she's afraid a night Of
dissipation would bring it back
again. Sorry, old girl, but better
luck next time. We'd better break
her in by degrees anyway. You know
that crowd you've got there tonight
is"
Here Mrs Underwood evidently
Interrupted. for Dicky listened with
a broad grin on his face for min
ute or two, then exploded in a
hearty laugh.
"All right Wen do just that. If
you need bail before morning call
me up. GoOdby."
He hung up the receiver and
came over to me.
"She says the party will be going
till morning, and if we change our
minds we can run over any time /
So you'd better be very nice 10 me, /
Mrs Graham. What's the matter" (
as he caught sight Of my face.
CTo be continued)