The Bridgeport times and evening farmer., 1920-12-21


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 ''Yes-Tve hurt Jeanie. By Heck Anne, it's that Norreys! Everything he touches turns poison. I won't S have him touch you. l won't have it. tell you! I forbid"- For moment my throat contract ed so couldn't speak. I winced and shrank away as if from whip-lash. Then in sort of icy calm, I found my voice again.
 "Jim,'' I cried, Eve must ha e this out here and now. I'm not child''--- i Hello. nice pals!'' cried Terry's voice from the doorway. Miss Moss and the Doctor just came to turn me out. And she whispered that YOU two had waited to help me through the evening. The eveninS-away from Betty Friends like this-Jove, it makes life worth 1iving!"
 CHAPTER CLmI. l Friendship like this Jove, it 1 makes life worth 1iving!" exclaimed
 Terry when he found that Jim and ! had nlotored back to the city in Anthony Norreys' car,. but had re- mained at Greyfriars to see him l through his strange wedding evening l alone.
 Jim seized Terry's hand and wrung it. All his sincere affection and ad- miration for Terry were coming to
 the surface again. As he answered, he sent me a glance that was at once
 Ahamefaced and pleading.
 Terry old chap, there isn't man
 in the world I'd do more for than
 another chap I'd trust like you--no
 matter what you did. no matter
 whether I got you or not.'' ,
 70 that's how it is,'' said Terry
 thoughtfully. Well, Jimmie, old fellow, I wouldn't ask better matey. 1 And you know how the little Misses
 has stood by. Betty might have cried
 about it a bit-if it hadn't been her
 wedding day.''
 'The Doctor said he'd let you have dinner with Betty.'' I ventured, try ing hard to adjust myself to the situ-
 alton and not let any feeling of bit , terness toward Jim linger-or show. l But Jim was generous about that, | too. < Heres my big idea, Terry - you . ride down to the inn with Anne and
 me now. That'll kill time for you
 until they let you into Paradise again. , Then when they put you out again. you motor back to the inn, and we'll be waiting. I'll get a cribbage board, , in case you can't sleep and want to r make night of it.'' Terry chuck1ed.
 ''Cribbage! That's the supreme l sacrifice he's offering me, sister Anne. g Back in the old days in France,
 azines of the 1910 vintage; but he got
 in a blue funk at sight of the crib = bage board
 VI That's all right, old man." said z Jim aWkwardly.
 = Nothing would be too much to do
 for you tonight, Terry-even crib r bage, evidently broke in. trying to e make myself respond to Jin's unself- 0 ishness where Terry was concerned. n But my whole attitude was colored I by the evidence I had been given r that Jim was staying with Terry = partly through friendship for him
 rf1y oI Ap. e thony Norreys-
 il And at that moment the great s scene -shifter Fate descended upon
 us in the person of the matron of a Your rooms all ready, Captain r Winston she said briskly. we are d letting you have the same little guest e room Mrs Harrison occupied last n night I suppose you're making the !, -hfteen@" she added, turning to n us in matter-of fact fashion. wen
 give you supper and the Doctor will s let you see Mrs. Winston for a second O first
 Il ''I'd love to see her" I gasped, a sparring for time and wondering , what Jim would do now. Again he was equal to the occa- : sion, and saved Terry from having to 1 protest against the plan that must have made him so much happier
 than being way down at the inn with y | us could have done.
 2 1 a Winston while the Captain and I U. !. have stroll about the grounds. But a l I won't go in. for even if the Doctor h | permits. I'm not going to let her . | waste her energy on any mere man
 but her own.''
 "In speak to the doctor" said the matron kindly. and hustled away. a "Joye, Jimmie this is a shame! You might have gone up comfortably III e Tony's car,'' said Terry contritely t Of course, it makes me feel pretty
 good to think I can at least be in the 2 next house to Mrs. Winston. Sounds i pretty good, doesn't It. Mrs. Wins = ton?''
 .Jt sure does! And I'm thinking n Betty Winston will be a much hap r pier woman than ever Betty Bryce = was,' replied Jim.
 And then I knew that I'd just how
 f-no less-in a minute. !. Betty's arm! Dear, vain, adorable e Betty's lame arm. that never was go d me by the throat. So mun1blinE
 something about packing my bag, l. rushed from the room. 1t I had just cleared my possessions t rom the bureau of the guest room IS and had slowed them back in my ba 2 u when Miss Moss came to tell me that e Betty was asking for me and l might
 have five minutes with her. So III gave the little nurse my bag to carry n out to the waiting room, ajusted my hat for travel and then hurried tc :. Betty. ts |. The bride was white and pale ant ,s tired looking, lines of pain etchee :. l themselves across her face. but hel d eyes were eager. avid for happiness: v You, dear. to plan to stay witf ,i Terry! I know she said ''Thi: <. isn't much of a honeymoon, and you were going to help Terry through d sort of keep him from realizing how n trash he has been." n Rash, Betty!" I replied. "Aftel II all the months he's been trying tt ,t catch up with you and make yol 70 listen? I guess he's almost thankful " to get you where you can't ru1
 away" " Mice comforter!" murmuret h Betty. "But we both know how sick to ness annoys men on, Anne dear' n, do so want to pc up ana Aoout ant