The Pensacola journal. (Pensacola, Fla.) 1898-1985, 1920-08-04
Revelations
of o. Wife
How Madse Led Harry Underwood On
To Defeat
BY ADELE GARRISON.

How Madse Led Harry Underwood On
To Defeat.
So Dicl<y had bought all those red
roses which were giving the final
touch of colorful beauty to Lillian
Gales wonderful white room with it's
scarlet draperies.
The discovery brought back TO me
all my smouldering resentment against
Mrs. Underwood. 1 found II always
lay underneath the liking for her.
which could not help feeling on every
occasion.
I did not stop to consider that Dicky.
as dinner guest had only offered
charming courtesy to one of his oldest
friends. only knew that my jealousy
of this woman, my anger against her
primitive emotions of which 1 was
ashamed-were struggling to have their
way with me.
If I had followed my instincts at that
moment I would have torn the roses
from their vases and trampled them
under foot.
But the veneer OF civilization is
wonderful thing. 1t enabled me to
mask my feelings. I waited for a mo-
ment before I answered Mrs. Under
woods remark, bending over the bios
SONS as if in admiration of them.
'Dicky is always thoughtful isn't
he?" / said calmly, 'and these are
unusually beautiful. They give just
the right touch to this room, these and
your gown"
Lillian was wearing a flame colored
gown, daringly cut. 1t was an evening
gown, and I secretly criticized the bad
taste that had made her put it on in
the afternoon, but I understood the
reason for it when I saw her living
room. Even her silly makeup could
not spoil the effect of that gown
against the scarlet of the room.
Mrs. Underwood gave me a quick
curious glance.
"Oh. the gown, of course; it goes
with the room, but it's horrible for aft
ernoon. To tell you the truth, I'm too
lazy to change IT. AS we are all going
out this evening and there are only
you and Dicky here. 1 thought I'd just
dress once and for all"
She hesitated for a moment, as If
choosing what words she would utter.
"Some time I'm going to have a
talkfest with you," she said slowly.
mot today; you're too upset, but
you've got two or three utterly erron-
eous ideas planted in that pretty era
MUM of yours which / think it's up TO
me to weed out"
al say, Lily stop Cabling clothes over
there, and give us some after-dinner
music I want a chance to talk TO
Mrs. Graham myself"
AS Mrs. Underwood moved toward
the piano in response to her husbands
summons, forgot even my usual dread
of Harry Underwood in my Wonder
over his wifes words.
Was the woman clairvoyantT How
did she know / was upset nao
thought that had most ciev9riy con-
cealed the ravages Of the tears ana
emotion that had marred my reunion
dinner with my cousin, Jack BlcketI
What had Dieky told her? 1t was IKE
NV husband, I thought bitterly, TO
babble everything he knew TO TINS oIa
friend who appeared to count for SO
much in his life. But even DicKy uia
NOT know of the mornings happen
ings. I was fairly puzzled.
Dicky and Lii.
And what did she mean by erroneous
;deas in nv brain? 1 gave it up. 1t |
WAS too great a problem for my head
nth its dull aching. Besides, Harry
rTndervood was coming toward me, and
+ felt that I needed all my faculties
to deal with him.
$50 YOU scor-r-n me in your efforts
RI keen your se-c-r-e-t me proud
beauty" he said in clever imitation of
the william in a third-rate melodrama-
'sWhy did you say you had met me?"
'eWhy not?' / countered coolly.
was anything but calm underneath,
however Not for a good deal would /
I have Dicky know about the events of