The Washington times., 1919-06-26
Girl "FOT I'm Not Gamma HOne--- BRNKILY:
Tn dConmgH in August mComngm
When a Girl
Marries
By Anne Lisle.

wear that robe?' I A-hed
suddenly, with a feeling
that IL only 1 could appeal to the
kindness and consideration l had
felt all through that humiliating
evening Of Jim's absorption'in Envy
might find in him real friend
after all
Cant? Can't? Won't, you mean
because after all my longing TO
be a real friend to you still dis
trust me-dislike me, 1 sometimes
fear"
Tom laughed shortly, a curt, hurt.
smirthless laugh. And / was even
a little more sorry for him than 1
had been the moment before, and
conscious, too, in a corner Of my
brain that Jim was taking an unac-
scountably long time to say good
night to Envy.
81 haven't trusted you" I said
honestly. "And besides 1 never
could see why a married woman
should need men friends If her mar
riage is-perfect. But here in this
sbig city friendships with men seem
taken for granted. almost forced on
women by society. and even by
their husbands. 1 see now that such
friendship may be broadening and
s-fine, and honest and loyal, too. and
never take anything or want to take
anything that belongs-to love"
Tom Again PreSumes
You dear. solemn little preach
-er-lady!" said Tom, in a low, vibra-
ting voice. There isn't another
girl in all the world like you. I
want your friendship. I want it
Can't I have it,"
= IF you. were always like to-
might" began half doubtfully, and
then Jim came across the sidewalk.
He was whistIing and whirling
his cane jauntily, and his limp
seemed jaunty, too.
That Evvy's girls a tonic" he
said. He spoke as if he were ex-
planning. she's a nice kid. Sos
Phoebe. They hit it off remark
ably. 1t was a pretty good party,
wasn't it. Tommy"
1T was" echoed Tom
:: at wasn't" beat its way to the
edge Of my lips. and I had to bite
them hard to force back my ex-
sclamation.
Shall we drop you at homer
asked Jim.
- Please" replied Tom, and so we
whirled across to his street, babe
him goodnight and then rolled on
again in a little stream of unim-
portant conversation about the
lmusical comedy and it's star and
what a wonderful Lobster Thermi-
2Gor PIERRE, Of the Walgrave, pre-
-pares.
I didn't trust myself to say 4,
serious word. I might-have burst
cut with a plea that Jim be q little
more circumspect in his treatment
of Envy when had intended
pleading with Jim to tell me a
little more about his new firm.
You're as quiet as no mouse
ever was. incoming about Betty
Rgain?" Jim demanded.
- Then I realized that he hadn't
even asked about our discovery Of
Betty's whereabouts.
8 That marked a milestone in orr
marriage. Jim is, Jim always will
be my man. But a change has
come into the meaning of those
words. He is my man to live, TO
cater to, to share my days and
my life with. But not my thoughts,
not my experiences. I can't tell
those to Jim when he is having
thoughts and hopes and expert
'ences OF his own. Because then
mine won't interest him.
He doesn't think of me as hav-
ing a life of my own, under the
surface and hidden away unless ]
choose TO reveal it. He thinks ;nat
ne can just look at m2-a. the
outer shell Of me-and know how ]
feel and what I want because 1
am his wife And I want 20 tell
him about the things that are
me.
Her Husbands Voice.
Suddenly I heard Jim's voice, ir-
ritated and commanding. Then I
realized that I had been so con-
cerned with thinking things out for
myself that hadn't answered him.
Now. look here. Anne, things
have changed" he was saying. Our
days of skimping and saving and
living like hermits are over. We
can afford to do differently now.
And. by Jove, when I spend a wad
on an evenings good time, I'd like
to have the satisfaction of seeing
my wife have a good time"
81 did. 1 will try" 1 began, con-
fused1y.
And. then, fortunately, the taxi
drew up at our door. Taxis had
been few and far between in our
lives hitherto, but whenever we
took one il had been my habit TO
wait with Jim while he paid the
fare 7 wanted TO be cold as long
as be was, or brave the rain while
he did. But tonight I ran into the
hall without waiting for Jim.
A tall figure rose from the divan
IN the corner and came toward me.
II didn't need the English uniform
10 tell me that II was Terry. No
other man walked with such a pro-
tective stoop and such a springy,
Impatient stride.
= Betty" he said, in greeting. and
with no thought or consciousness
that other greeting might be Gus
fomary. Betty. Have you learned
anything, Amer
reached my hands up TO his
shoulders.
Terry, lad. we've found her. And
she's all right Just-having A rest"
said, wondering how he'd take his
good news, wondering II his deep
feeling could break through his
habitual reserve.
CTO BE COntfnued.)
What She Wanted.
Fortune had dawped for him ~