The Bridgeport times and evening farmer., 1920-12-11
When "A Girl Marries
By ANN LESLIE


 Suddenly Evvy.s voice. which had been keyed low, ripping along with throaty little gurgles meant only for J1m's ears, rang out in husky chal- lerge: -
 Bored, Donna Anna It's a shame that your cavalier is so late. It isn't Ike Tommy, either, where a woman like you is concerned."
 Every one chuckled at the e1abo- rate point Evvy made of hesitatins when she had seemed almost to sug- gest that Tom was gallant to all wom- en, and then swung her barb into a sort of compliment to me. My face burned, but before I could reply Evvy went on:
 "Oh. here's Sir Thomas now! What the privilege of hiding away cozily here in the back of the box with your-Donna Anna?"
 Hello, every one-every one, hell My, we are cozy! But I say, Jim, don't you want the choice place up in front for the last act? They say there's wonderful dance.''
 Jimmie wouldn't deprive his wife -or a guest-of a chance to see that dance to the best possible advantage for the world,' g7ushed Evvy in her strangely husky voice.
 Again every one laughed. There was such a knowing note in Phoebe's IndL 1 luSC aCneO. TeIn0HrDer- ing the dear little girl Neal had loved only few weeks before.
 Well, I'll swap everything you or the stage have to offer for one friend ly smile from our hostess said Tom easily as he took his place in the hitherto empty chair just back of me Glad to see me, little lilac lady,
 Jin's name for me-the name l scarcely ever heard now. Yet it seem ed to me that I was gladst to hear il now from any lips, although I am sure that I would have thought if sacrilege for Tom Mason to use it so short a while as an hour before
 Glad to see me, little lilac lady?'' he asked again bending closer. Then suddenly I noticed a woman in the audience looking at me with inter- eSt--aS if I were a person to be reck- oned with. A minute or two before ir sending her eyes acrcss her box they had ignored me-the seeming "fftt wheel on the wagon" Masculine ad- miration has a way of winning for 2 woman the recognition belonging tc | a Somebody" To be undesired is tc seem undesirable-a nobody. had never dreamed would do it | but now I flashed a glance that wa: | almost grateful around at Tom Mas 1 on.
 "I am glad to see you" I said 1T amazement that this could be true | The rest of the evening was lik, a new cooks first griddle cake raw and doughy on one side, almos | burned on the other.
 Tom Mason's warm devotion savet | me from being what my sensitive ness-or jealousy-feared, an objec of pity to all observers. But "nothin! | could make it really "palatab1e" t | me. When, at our a iter-theater sup per, Evvy languished through tn waltzes with Jim-whose ankle gen orally protected him from bein ranked as a dancing man. I tried t l comfort myself with twinkly littl | fox trots with Tom. It didn't work But tno longer felt an actual aversio | for the men-even in the blue rob was forgotten until he recalled it a parting.
 We've had happy evenine l haven't we Donna Anna? Much bet ter than last night. You're 1ookin | even sweeter than you did then.'' | Well, for an interior decorator you're easily fooled" I laughed. an, wearing the selfsame dress I wor i last night
 "I know" he said. seriously. "bu it's suitable tonight. Last night yo | should have worn the blue robe Aren't you ever going to-make m happy by letting me see how lovel you are in that?"