South Bend news-times. (South Bend, Ind.) 1913-1938, 1919-01-23
REVELATIONS OFA WIFE

was putting an iron hand upon his
own emotions.
Now the stock answer which Lii
Ian and 1 returned TO all Inquiries
OF this sort was In San Francisco
upon a big commission" II was up
on my lips. but some influence
stronger than my will made me
change il TO the truth.
Il do not know" | said family.
He left the city very abruptly sew
eral weeks ago. sending word in a
letter TO Mrs. Underwood that he
would never see me again"
DR.. Petit murmured something
that 1 knew was a bitter anatham
against Dicky, and then folded his
arms tightly across his chest as il
he would keep in any further COM
ment. But 1 had no time TO pay any
attention TO him, for Katherine
Sonnet was uttering words that be-
wildered and terrified me.
"Oh, What Is It?''
"Oh, how terrible." she said.
Jack will be so grieved! He had so
hoped to find you happy together
Nlitll nc Cdlllt HOUles
Was the girls brain turned. I
wondered, because Of grief for my
brother-cousin's death? had
known before 1 secured the chance
for her TO go TO France that she
was Economically interested in the
man who had been her brothers
comrade. although she had never
seen him. And from Jacks letter
10 Mrs. Stewart 1 had learned Of
their meeting in the French hospital
and of the acquaintance which
promised 10 ripen-which evidently
had ripened-into love
1 looked at her searchingly. She
showed no evidence of any brain
disturbance. And then 1 spoke, hard
ly able to get the words out for the
wild trembling of my whole body.
Jack grieved!" l said. why
Jack is dead. We had the notice Of
his death weeks ago from his friend
Paul Caillard."
I saw them all look at me as II
frightened. DR.. Petit reached me
first and put something under my
nostrils which vitalized my wander
ing senses I Strengthened myself
and cried out peremptorily:
What is it, oh, what is it?''
I saw Katherine look at DIR. Petit
as if for permission. and the young
physicians lips form the words
Tell her"
NO. dear. Jack is not dead"
she said softly. HE was missing
for some time, and was brought into
our hospital terribly wounded, but
he is very much alive now. and will
be here in New York in two weeks"
felt the pungent revivifer in DR.
Pettits hand steal under my nostrils
again. but 1 pushed it aside and sat
up.
What DIR. Petit Asked
II am not at all faint" I said
/ abruptly. and then to Katherine
Sonnet: please say that over again,
slowly"
She repeated her words ;lowly
II should have waited TO come over
with him." she added. "for he is
still weak, but DR.. Braithwaite had
to send some one over to attend 10
business in New York for the hos
pital. He selected me, and so / had
to come earlier"
SO il was true. then, this miracle
of miracles. this return Of the dead
to life! Jack. the brother-cousin on
whom I had depended all my life.
was still in the same world with mel
Some Of the terrible burden I had
been bearing since Dickys disap-
pearance slipped away from me. If
any one in the world could solve the
mystery of Dicky's actions it would
be Jack Beckett.
DIR. Pettit's voice broke into my
revery. I saw that Lillian and Kath-
crime Sonnet were deep in converse
ton. The young physician and I
were far enough away from them so
Z that there was no possibility of his
low tones being heard. He bent
over my chair, and his eyes were
burning with a light that terrified
me.
Tell me-" he commanded. do
you want your husband back again :?
Take your time in answering. 1
must know"
There was something in his voice
that compelled obedience. l leaned
back in my chair and shut my eyes
while 1 looked at the question he
had put to me fairly and squarely.