Harrisburg telegraph. [volume] (Harrisburg, Pa.) 1879-1948, 1919-05-07
"When a Girl MarrieS"
BY
A New Romantic Serial Dealing With the Absorbing
Problems of Girl Wife
by ANN Isle

robe about which she had built hel
whole evening.
There were dozens of people 1 die
not know-a handful 1 knew slightly
And our own party-Virginia, Phoebe
Envy, the Royces, Sheldon, Dick West
Jim and 1. Tom Mason would come
| later.
At first I dreaded his coming. Then
| as 1 began to be uncomfortably aware
that our party was short one man,
started to wish he would hurry. Anc
presently I found myself mischievously
rehearsing the little triumph I'd have
when 1 told Tom that 1 was at last rid
of his unwelcome gift.
l was dancing with Lane Cosby, who
numbered heavily in middle-aged. uni
spired fashion, when suddenly the lights
shimmered from green to silver shot
with blue.
Pretty nifty moonlight effect-eh,
what?" asked my host. Little Val got
this all up herself and made 'em turn
| their decorators loose. Cost a pretty
penny-but We'll have to send the mar
ket down a few points so some fools un-
load, and that'll pay for Vars party"
ITS wonderful" I said family, try
ing not to understand Lane Cosby's
| ideas of finance.
walls ball or, how I pay Vars
bill?' asked Mr.. Cosby loosely, land
ing on my left instep just then, so
knew that he was as heavy of foot as
of wit.
I laughed. being fairly sure no more
was required of me. We were approach
ing the door in the side wall, and I
saw Tom Mason come in and stand for
second looking around the magnifi-
cent blue and green and crystal sea
cavern shimmering in its man-made
moonlight
After an evening of Lane Crosby's
heavy-handed, heavy-footed, heavy
witted attentions I was frank enough
with myself to acknowledge that was
glad to see Tom. Suppose he did fright
en- me little? I could take care of my
self. as 1 had often demonstrated, and
little fear must prove great deal
more thrilling than a great deal of bore
dom had been.
Hurry" I breathed, half to myself,
half aloud.
Lane Cosby steered me out into the
middle of the fioor-out toward the
fountain.
Look! Isn't she wonderful" he
cried. breathing heavily from the COM
bned efforts of talking and dancing.
In the entrance to the crystal grotto
stood Valerie Cosby, trying to pull Jim
into her seashell chariot. He made
gesture of refusal, and as he did she
pushed him away. turned her back and
started slowly toward the conservatory.
Then Tom Mason started forward hur-
riedly. The music stopped, and Lane
Cosby fingered at the fountain a minute
dipping a corner of his scented, mono
grammed linen handkerchief into it and
pressing the damp triangle to his tenn
pies.
Tom contained across the floor. r
could see that he was in pursuit of the
blue and green robe. And suddenly
laughed as I understood.
Then Valerie stopped. lifted her
creamy arms and draped back a strand
of crystal that had loosened from the
wall. Tom caught up with her. leaned
forward, spoke-and then drew back
suddenly. 7 saw Valerie turn, smile at
him provokingly from heavy-lidded
eyes, move her ripe red lips in speech
and then glide on.
Tom followed her. Suddenly I was
not amused any more. I felt chagrined
more alone than ever. I wanted to go
home. had given Mrs. Cosby the
blue robe-and now with a single slow
smile she had taken possession of the
owner.
My cheeks burned with resentment
had been so sure of Tom Mason's in
terest. 1t appeared I couldn't even hold
that. 1t seemed I couldn't be sure of
any man-with woman like Valerie
Cosby around.
1 turned to look for Jim. He, too,
was watching Tom Mason and Mrs.
Cosby disappear in the mazes of the
crystal grotto
(TO be Continucdo