New Britain herald., 1919-08-08
MY HEART and MY HUSBAND ADELE GARRISON'S NEW PHASE OF
 Revelations 0f q Wife

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 I wished that he would forego bis love of teasing in this particular in stance, for the girls eyes were smol- dering with wrath. She was Tn no mood for pleasantly of any descrlp- ton.
 Dicky Would Bet.
 She had accepted the silver colns with a cool, crisp 'Thank you.' She turned on Dicky now with a LOOK that spelled anger rising almost to the danger point.
 Suppose you close your trap and bolt it.,' she said raucously With reversion to the type from which 1 suspected she had been bred, and' turning uon her heel, walked haughtily into the drug store.
 Dear che-ild! I'm so afraid she's upse,s about something." Dicky's face was like an undertaker's, his voice d piping falsetto. What can it be? Allie, you naughty, naughty boy, why didn't you let her have the seat by your sde?''
 Alfred spread his hands toward Leila, nodded his head smilingly, but vouchsafed no answer. The Virginia girls cheeks vied in color with the berries she had been hulling before the ride. Dicky regarded her quizzi- cally I was afraid he would make some other teasing remark to her, rose to my feet quickly, seizing the first excuse l could think of to divert Dicky's attention.
 "Oh, Dicky, there's a display of those rubbers for the canning jars
 
 wanted so much! See, in that gro- cery window. We couldn't get them in the Marvin stores. Let's hurry. We can get them by the time Miss Brown finishes her te1ephoning.''
 Anything to oblige you, petty dear" When Dicky is in a teasing mood he generally invents some ridi- culous pet name" with which to ad- dress me, knowing my abhorrence of public endearments. But as VIC walked toward the grocery store he dropped his affected manner ab- ruptly.
 Bet you 8 flyer we see the last of Her Grace of Greenwich tonight" he said in a voice meant for my cal only.
 What do you mean?" I asked i startled.
 What I say. she1l fly the coor tonight"
 But she's made all plans to stay 1 days longer"
 l That was when she still had ar l idea she might cop old Ali out whe} l he wasn't looking, or had forgotten 1 to cross his fingers. But she ism 1 quite bone from her neck up, vol know, and anybody who wasn't soIi, | ivory above the shoulder blades woul( 1 deduce from our Alies little per l formance this afternoon that he wa quite fed up on the Rita Brown prop 1 osition, and intended to cast hi 1 glances in another direction" Has DicIxy Intuition? I gave an impatient little sigh a l Dicky's atrocious slang, but l ha, l learned wisdom with the years ant didn't voice my irritation. Instead I devoted my mind to the menta | translation of his jargon.
 You really think he's attracted b | Leia?" I asked eagerly, forgettin Rita Brown for thes m oment in thu hint of a romance.
 | Dicky cast whimsical glance a me.
 ''Oh, no; he doesn't know she's o1 earth,' he began teasingly, the abruptly changed his manner
 1T don't remem Der ever seeing ol Ali quite so sitting up and takin quite so much notice," he said re f1ectively. 'I only hope the Fairfaxe won't go when the Brown departs.
 What makes you think she's go ing" I persisted
 'Intuition life of-me-heart. I knoy as we'll as if I were listening to he that she's arranging with somebod in dear old Greenwich Village to sen her an urgent summons home to night"