Omaha daily bee., 1920-01-26
My Heart and My Husband
ADELE GARRISON'S New Phase of
''Revelations of Wife

from WHICH oil MINT OF Ddullaee Hd,i
departed.
II cannot see I began icily,
then stopped as though hypnotized.
His brilliant black eyes were
fairly blazing with impotence.
THAT it concerns me, | suppose
you mean" he snapped. We'll,
just let me tell you something, my
girl, that if it doesn't concern me
it does concern you, and that id
quickly. You're in the wood"
he looked around the surrounding
woodland heckcd with sunshine,
which l. had thought so beautiful,
but which, at his words, seemed to
take on a subtle. sinister shadow
deeper in them than you think, and
it's going to take nobody else but
little old me to get you out safely.
So you'd better keep a civil tongue
in your head, my dear not that it
matters rap to me, only you do
look SO id pretty when you're
angry that l might be tempted to
kiss you, and l pride myself on
never taking advantage of beauty in
distress"
Curiously enough the blatant
foolishness of his last words reas-
sured me as to his attitude toward
me. 81 think, indeed, that he meant
them to have this very effect, and
that he shrewdly counted on my
Selling, as ] did, upon the hidden
menace to which he had referred.
What do you mean" faltered.
Uneasy Moments.
Simply that the nice, kind gen
tieman who blistered his face sit
ting in the sun in rowboat out on
the bay watching you for three days
is still on the job. He's down the
road piece. and when he gets
through fixing up a iii,,;c ,-~ble !
made for him he's liable to jog along
here at right smart pace. | don't
believe you'd care to meet him all
by your lonely. / think even poor,
old, ,tottering Black sheep might be
preferable."s
The film which unrolled before
my mind was so terrifying that in
voluntarily / took step nearer Mr..
Underwood. Despite his wicked
ness, had a feeling Of safety, OF
protection with him, especially when
menaced with the unknown terror
which the mysterious espionage of
the boat had presaged.
"Yo umean-that some one is real
ly following me, spying upon me"
| asked.
We'll, not just this particular
minute" Mr.. underwood drawled.
Just now he's sitting at the side
of the road wondering where in
creation he's going to get three new
shoes for his machine. I've had my
eye on him. right along-you see |
haven't been watching you, you con-
ceited creature, but the gentleman
who seemed so interested in you--
and when he hired a machine this
morning / was old Sherlockia
Rouletable right on the job, and
trailed him with this little old fliv-
YER"
He's no great shakes Of a
driver" Mr.. Underwood went on,
dropping into his old habit of adopt
ing what he fondly believes to be
farmer phraseology, land it was
simply punlsin' pie for me to edge by
him and then spread my machine
over the road SO he had to stop,
stalling his engine. or course, he
blatherskited me and l him, and
pretending to be the original FIRE
eater splitting birthstone, | jumped
down from my machine, being care
full to leave it with engine running
and nose pointed this way. and slit
ted three of his tires with my trusty
old jack-knife."
That was all that / could man
age before he got his breath and
rushed me. He sent couple of
bullets after me, but | was zig-zag-
cling my car if l were in little old
France again, and he couldn't shoot
for 2 cents anyways, so there you
are"
(Contjnued TomorroW.)