The Bridgeport times and evening farmer., 1920-12-30
THE BRIDGEPORT TIMES MAGAZ
When A Girl Marries
By ANN LISLE

"sure!" repeated Pat grimly, 'Td be glad for the prodigal to repent if he wanted to. But West is up to his old tricks again. Speaking in at the back door of Chinese dance hall and dragging nice girl who thinks it's all lark near the smell of opium-and worse"
 What can we do /" I cried.
 ''Stop it. Get Phoebe away from the bunch she's traveling with West and that little eat, Evvy Ma son and Sheldon Blake. A danger ous crowd for Phoebe. Mrs. Jimmie, and dangerous pace they're hit ting
 | But what can we do ; I said, taking Pat right into partnership with me Jim likes Evvy and Sheldon-and Dick West is his partner | His partner?'' repeated Pat. i CHAPTER -CLXII. 'tSo Dick West is Jim's partner" repeated Pat slowly as if in weighing his words he might weigh also the facts in the case. "Im sorry = my word, I'm sorry
 We had come to the entrance of my apartment house. and both Pa, and I recognized that this was the end of neutral territory for him. He | caught my hand in his and looked me squarely in his and looked me suqarely and purposefully in the | eyes.
 l It's a darned rotten shame.'' he
 said fervently What you've told me about West being Jim's partner 1 makes it worse-all along the line.
 But I'll trust you to take care of Phoebe somehow. Good night, Mrs. | Jimmie.''
 1 As I went in the uneasy recognition | stirred me that Pat was scarcely any 1 more enthusiastic over Dick West as Jims partner than he felt about him
 in the role of companion for Phoeve. | Wsell, this was precisely the. sort of l thing Jim and I could discuss in a l straight from m-the-shoulder, 'tman-to-
 man. fashion, in our neE relationship
 as good pals" I smiled to myself as
 thought of that But itw asn't a | happy smile.
 l II was barely ten-thirty, so ot
 course I didn't expect to find Jim al
 home. Nol was I pleasantly disa D.
 pointed. The apartment was dark | and empty when I flung open the door. l wasn't at all tired, and felt
 that them alter of Phoebe and Dick | West ought to beg one into without i further delay, so I got into my coral | colored negigee and slippers, took
 down my hair and tied it back with | a ribbon and then established myself
 luXuriously on the couch with a new
 book and a wonderful box of cands
 which had come that very day iron
 Captain and Mrs. Winston"
 Dear Betty and Terry! I gave
 myself over to thinking of their hap. piness, and then the memory of the
 terrible unhappiness that was i'm r pending for them came to lash me.
 couldn't escape ther eco1lection O
 how I had kept the truth abou
 Betty's arm from Terry. And so tn.
 hours dragged along until midnight !, T'y book didn't interest me greatly
 but I read along mechanically for , while. I had never read myself t, sleep before, but I did it this time ; for-frst thing I knew l was dream / ing that some one was kissing m, and calling me Little Sleepin, Beauty. I slid back to consciousness-the CT {, stood Jim by the side of the couch. thought he looked angry and as if h ttook my staying up for him as an in
 terference with his newly establishe,
 freedom, and so I jumped up and be : gan to explain:
 II had som ething most importan