The Bridgeport times and evening farmer., 1921-07-01
When A Girl
 MUrries
(Continued)
By ANN LESLIE.


 .sYou don't say SOP" Jim's voice shook on a suppressed note. Sudden ly he tweaked my ear in high feather at my feminine hefplessnesS and in feriority, and I found myself enjoy ing his feeling as much as I did the i triumph of outwitting him and sav- ing Daisy without the necessity of ! ftelling any deliberate lies.
 Come on now, kitten, tell a fel- flow whom you suspected" he insist ed, adding almost curtly with one of his sudden mental right-about-face movements. "It won't do, Anne, for Eyou to go off at tangents like this { You've got to cultivate more faith in Human nature. All of life's run on "a basis of faith and trust between in
 "Yes. dear" replied, humbly enough. I'm beginning to learn that.''
 (Which reminds me-" went on Jfm idinner, From has asked us to run out to a country place with him Sun sday. He's thinking of buying it. You know he's one of the folks you had a lot of trouble learning to look tat without squinting."
 ''Oh. I got all over that" I said comfortably. Got over it long ago. Want me to drive you out in the little scar?"
 That's my good girl" replied Jim.
 
 rfriendly interest has netted me more Ethan Toms. And right now I'm deep | in his debt for the way he's keeping ehiS eye on Dick West.''
 Jim, is that West creature still Hanging around?" I asked uneasily.
 He sure is," replied Jim. But don't let that worry you. Tommie and are more than a match for him. But look out, you never get me in Dutch with Tommie.'' Looks as if you don't quite trust : him, either" I began, and bit off E the words with a laugh that I hoped fstook all the sting from them. : But the look with which Jim sturned to me was strange-un- fashionable.
 3- CHAPTER cCCxIv.
 We decided to make a picnic out of Tom was thinking of buying.
 ''11l furnish the car,'' said Tom when he phoned me about it on Sat spack a hamper of lunch. All you Fhave to do, Donna Anna, is gather to- sgether the congenial crowd. Young lPat---if he'll come" "You don't se~-> to have left me much to do even in the line of fur ' nishing the crowd replied. Come ! uow---there's a catch in it some Fin the division of labor?" "Oh, the car holds seven. So you might furnish a girl. A lonely bach : elor maid to cheer the lonely bach elor,'' said Tom
 \ ..A1 right I agreed gayly, forget ting that my list of bachelor girls con Then I added, Where are you phon- z ing from? ?"
 {! On Toms replying unsuspiciously l that he was at the downtown studio, | l promptly called the uptown studio ! where Daisy was in charge and invited her. Her reply astonished me: !: Anne, you are wonderful to ask 1ne---to treat me as if nothing had | face your husband yet : I didn't protest. for her tone con ! veyed clearly how remorse and shame : were overwhelming Daisy. So she r probably didn't want to see me either. I I determined 'to keep on inviting her out as if nothing had occurred and so finally wear down the acute edges of : her misery.
 When I asked Carlotta, it turned out that both she and Pat were booked tor a house party some Sturges cous-
 ns were giving. So there seemed no one else to ask in their places, and we ! had to rest contented with a party of five.
 On Sunday morning, as I was put ting the last touches to my picnic
 kQstume, Headwig came to the door of my room and announced callers, ! -Niss Warren and MT. Haldane.' "What nice piece of old-fash- E iorfed courtesy" commented Jim. 1; -4what do you mean?" I asked in !. f1utter about taking off my hat ] again.
 Calling the Sunday before the dinner to which you've invited them, '' he replied. Take your bonnet off Anne. It don't hurt Tommie and the kids to wait, and MT. Haldane is .sthe most important person you've ever had visit you. Hope Toms a | bit 1ate.'
 ! stSing-ho for the Harrison pride,' ! I laughed, vastly pleased neverthe- less at the good impression this re- newaI of auld acquaintance was pro- i ducing on Jim- (To be Continued)