New Britain herald., 1920-02-03
MY HEART AND MY HUSBAND
 ADELE GARRISON'S NEW PHASE OF
 Revelations of a Wife

Ills lace and Iad himSpIf doubled up over the wheel like d jack-knfc. That seems to be the modish posture among the masculine drivers of this scction.
 A still more pGrceplible lcssunin: of inc tension now. But the pullor oI shock was still in her face as she put her hands on my shoulders.
 PlaNin" for Time
 Did it occur to you that he IookcA like anyone you and 1 knew well Onre:' she asked.
 No, it didn't" I returned. with assum ed impatiencc, for I feared that Harry Underwood, hearing the si-- nailed three blasts of my auto horn, would conclude that the coast was clear and come shooting back over tue road, Hut I'll think him over Whcn I've had some tea down at the shack. I'm simply starved. and you look as N you've been dragged through a knothole. Jump in her" and we'll be down at the shack i" ;t iiffN.
 was, in reality. not hungry al all, but I knew that the surest way to appeal to Lillian was through an others necessity.
 You poor child" she said con- 'h1LtlN' SStlIbS III pSSluS He.
 She did not refer to the questions she had asked me until we had reached the shack, had been raptur- Ously greeted by Marion and were costly ensconced on the veranda over looking the bay with the tea she had brewed before us. Marion. in high glee at being once more allowed out doors. had scampered back to the beach after greeting us and l noticed that her mother clasped her so con- Vulsively just before she left Us that-l the child cried out in wonder.
 \ Swift Decision.
 What makes you hug me so har1 ! Mumsie?" she enrolled, and Lillian i looked down at her with d look that had tragedy in it.
 Because I love you so, darling" she had replied. and the child had ! responded with the sentence that she 1 had kept for her mother ever since 1 she was restored to her.
 You cant love me better than l f, love Nou," she murmured, so low that 1 I could scarcely hear ii. although I i was sitting near them. Can't can't-can't. because I love you better i than I do anybody else in the world"
 Lillian's look followed her, tensely, i
  until l challenged her worriedIy-
 You are not drinking your tes,' protested. making anything the ex- ! cnse to get her to talk.
 II don't want it. she returned, 1 then as she saw that l had finished ! mine she pushed the tea equipaGe 10 one side.
 Do you know. Madge." she said 1 tensely. "I realize it is the most out ! landish of notions, but I could almost take my oath I saw Harry in that runaoout just now.
 If had had any compunctions 1 about keeping the reappearance ct | her husband from her they vanished i completely as l saw the face she i turned to me. For, as if the Very ! mention Of his name had Vlt thcred { ter blighted her spirit. her e,'es were ! pools which mirrored stark fear an3 | horror.
 It had been one thing for her to i make an abstract decision to give an- l other chance to the man who had l given her so much reason to loath2 1 him. It was another to face suddenly | the concrete results of that decision !
 I took my Puritan conscience : firmly by the neck and heels, tossed if into the woods behind me and faced her smilingly.
 ."what utter nonsense:" eX- | claimed "Dicky would surely hay" : a few caustic remarks to make about vour imagina ton. That man looke1 , about as much like Harry Underwood : as Jerry Ticer does.