The Bridgeport times and evening farmer., 1921-12-06
When A Girl
 MQrrieS
By ANN LESLIE
CHATTER 42S.

CHAPTER 42s. "Oh, hello, Virginia, sure Anne's here I'll put her right on the wire and let her speak for herself. ceiver and smiled reassuringly as advanced across the floor of my dis mantled room. But I didn't feel en- tirely reaseured- Strangely enoush' the afternoon popped up in my mind most disturbingly. Neal. offering me the shelter of 8 home with h1n, hao stammered:
 If it makes any difference to Vir- ginia = about your new - your old | father-'
 Now. as went to answer the tele- phone summons, wondered if 1t l were possible that Virginia had al- ready learmed-and if this knowledge would make me less welcome at | DreamwoId. But I tried to sound entirely casual when I said:
 Hello. Jeanie! How did you know where to find me?"
 Hello, Sister Anne!" replied Vir- 1 ginia in voice that was telephonic and not indicative of anything in particular. Pat told me you were up at your apartment. I'm particu- 1 larly anxious for you to come out to- i night I believe Nears making the 6:1O. Be sure and jain him and Phoebe"
 T can't" replied. Father An l drew's here, you know, and since | Neal wants to keep his appointment with Phoebee. I fell that I'd like to stay with-his father.''
 After I'd used that third person pronoun, I wanted to scream. Never before had I called Father Andrew anything but my father and If I was going to start speaking of him as 1 NeaTs father, I felt that I'd bring | down suspicion on number Of heads. But Virginia went on suavely even while I was feeling the goosefesh | priclxle out on my arms. av,t fo iroJri itn ho l of yours down here for the weekend. i It isn't worth while asking him flor sudden little trip like this. Besides I daresay 1t would be very dull for him tonight. There's so much business of a family nature for to discuss
 T can't leave Father Andrew" I repeated: "! want to have dinner
 "All right" broke in Virginia, i'm patiently. 'But you must catch the S:Os. I have to see you tonight-on a matter vital to my brother"
 Have you heard from Jim ?" l gasped, not failing to notice her pos sessive pronoun.
 NO" retortsd ov1s Tisslna 4da,nf frisply; Rs sure to catch the 8:0S. Goodby, dear.''
 The receiver clicked up with an air of hnality. Absurdly enough that click seemed to say:
 Kindly remember that I'm the head of the Harrison family. And when I order you to come to a fam fly conclave, don't argue with me"
 Turning to my two boys, I an nounced:
 Virginia insists that I come out to Dreamwold tonight. don't want l to go, but somehow she made me fell that I have to. Now you run along, Neal, and meet Phoebe. I'll have dinner with Father Andrew and then catch the 8:03."
 "TH not leave my father--' began Neal, but Father Andrew smiled him down.
 Nonsense, son, you both trot off on the early train I'll take MT. Lee | you get back, Anne My regards to Mrs. Dalton"
 After she hasn't the decency to | ask you along to dinner?" clustered l Neal, finding some vent for surcharg- l ed feelings in finding fault with Vir- j ginia.
 She's invited our dear for the weekend, Neal" I explained. And she made a point of 1t, Father An l drew, that the only reason she didn't , include you tonight was that she ,, didn't want to rush you down pell- 3 would be very likely bore you-'' 7 Father Andrew. There was nothing \ to get so red+h eaded about. But I s can't take up with that invitation for Saturday, on account of being called home before then by some business 3 matters
 3 "Oh, Father Andrew, please don't 7 go.'' I pleaded while Neal rushed 8 over and caught F'ather Andrew S r hand with the air of warning to s stop him right then and there. = that enveloped us in tenderness.