The Pensacola journal. (Pensacola, Fla.) 1898-1985, 1921-10-11
REVELATIONS
OF A WIFE
BY ADELE oARsIsogs.
Is There Real Cause of Jacks Jeal.
ousy or Or. Braithwaite?

Is There Real Cause of Jacks Jeal-
ousy or Or. Braithwaite?
Nov, Katherine. dear, tell me all
about it"
We were safe from intrusion, Kath-
crime Sonnet and I. in my own room.
! She had arrived on so late train in
the afternoon I had no time to talk to
her before Dicky's arrival and dinner.
And after dinner. my husband. who
appeared to have gotten rid Of his
sulkiness toward me with his ebuIH-
ton of temper concerning DR.. Petit
! had kept us royalty entertained az
only Dicky can when he is in a good
humor.
It was late when he finally went to
his room, but I knew from the look
in Katherine's eyes that tired as she
was she wanted to unburden her heart
to me before she slept At Lillian I'm
derwood's dinner in honor of Robert
Savarin had noticed the boorish man
ner of Jack Beckett, her fiance and
my cousin, toward her, and later
guessed that the reason for his ac-
tons was his jealousy of DR. Braith-
waite. Dickys brotner-.a-law, the head
inc belonged, and because of whose
work here she had come back from
the front.
Katherines answer startled me. She
turned from the mirror in front of
which she had been braiding her long,
beautiful hair for the night, and sank
to her knees at my side and burst into
tears. put my arms around her, |
why, Katherine, I didn't mean to |
make you feel like this. 1 never should
have asked you that question, but |
thought you wanted to tell me all
about it
Her answer came brokenly.
Don't. I do want to tell you, but /
please let me cry-it's the first time"
| said no more, only held her closer
and smoothed the satin softness of her
brown hair. The words. Its the first |
time" struck a responsive chord in
my heart as 1 gazed down at her. /. |
too, knew what it had been to repress
tears, knew also what 1t meant to a i
woman in trouble to have somewhere
in the world another woman's shoulder /
to ''cry on
When she finally dried her eyes.
she sprang up with the pretty I'm
petuousness had always loved in her.
What fool! I've made of my
self" she said practically, going over
to a stand in the corner and pouring 1
cold water into basin. AS she bathed
her eyes and face she gave a little
sardonic laugh.
Tell me, Madge." she said, ~did you
ever see a woman who could cry be-
comingiyy I've read Of them, but I've
yet to see one, and I've certainly /
watched all varieties Of weeping fe-
males"
There isn't any such article re-
joined, and then I drew up a chair
near mine. afraid lest the bitterness
OF her tone meant that she had drawn
an armor over intended confidence.
But she sank obediently into it when I
she had finished gathering her face
and she clasped her hands around her
knees.
There's only one thing the matter"
she said. '.and you couldn't help sees7g
what it was the other night at Mrs.
dinner
Katherine Explains.
You mean that Jack objects to DR..
work taking so much of
your timer replied, ternporizing fer
did not wish to put my real convic-
ticn into words until Katherine herself
should give me the cue.
j mean that he is actually Jealous
+ DR.. Braithwaite himself, imagines
hat the physician himself is II .ove
With me and that am more interested
n him than / have any right to be-"
She stretched her beautiful arms
above her head with a gesture of Inn
1ortant irritation.
Sometimes / think all the business
md professional world ought to be dI-
Tlded ike a Quaker meeting. the men
,ther,g she said with a tinge Of