New Britain herald., 1921-10-20
NEW BRITAIN DAILY HERALD THURSDAY OCTOBER 20,
MY MARRIAGE EPROBLEMS
 Garris New Phaseo of REVELATIONS OF A WIFE

the tonneau save the merest com- monplaces during the journey home. Robert Savarin and Dicky kept up running conversation, and l was sure at one point the grave artist was giving a description e the weird portraits of souls," which the saf- from -bloused artist had exhibited in the art gallery, for Dicky laughed heartily, and I caught fragments of phrases which betrayed the subject of his merriment.
 And then, at last, we turned into the ia miliar drive of the. Cosgrove place, and Lillian spoke softly, with her own rare thoughtfulness, to Bess Dean.
 You won't be able to step on those feet now" she said. Don't you think you'd prefer to have MT. Cos- grove carry you to your room instead of" she gestured toward Dicky and Robert Savarin. I think the girl already had planned the humiliating journey to the house which she must make, and was determined that if possible Diel<y should not witness it. "Of course,'' she replied decisive l lS Pa Cosgrove is the only man big and strong enough to carry a i woman up a flight of stairs" How It Was Arranged. Her tone subtly releg1ted Dicky and Robert Savarin to the outer limbo l of physical. weddings. And please get everybody out of | the way first" she added imperious- l ly, with a side glance which included me in the prescribed list. There was a touch of malice in that glance which irritated me, and | am afraid it was a crude sort of revenge my temper spurred me to take.
 "Nh, Dicky!" I said gayly. Don't dare turn your head when you get out but walk straight down the path to our cabin. And if you see MT. Cosgrove, send him here to carry Bess in. I'll explain when I get I there. Robert, you are also requested to make yourself scarce" "Ours not to reason why" Dicky I retorted, getting out of the car, with Robert Savarin following. Then the l two men walked swiftly down the |path to the cabins with no back ward glance. At the mention of his 1 father, Ted Cosgrove had tumbled from the running board and rushed | into the house. I guessed that the 1 elder Cosgrove would be in evidence very shortly, 50 I alighted from the car myself.
 l '1f you don't need me-" I said to Lillian, 'I will go and look up the 1 children"
 Don't excite yourself on that score 1 Madge," Bess Dean contrived to as sume her natural air of good. natured badinage, but knew instinc- lively that her fnger-nails were trembling primitively for contact witt
 my eyes. T don't need anyone, and your husband is waiting for your ex. plantation"
 A sudden pang of conscience seized
 me. I whirled and looked hel llevelly in the eyes.
 Look here, Bess," I =. straight
 forwardly. "Dicky will have so ex
 planation from me- That was onl.
 a jest. And I think you know m
 we'll enough to believe that I meal
 what I say.''
 "Oh, yes, everybody knows yo
 have the one and only simon-pur
 PNritan conscience" Her laughte
 had a tiny edge. ''Ah, here's P
 Cosgrove!"
 Jovia1 MT. Cosgrove, his face flu
 of concern, came to the side of tn car with many calculations of dis
 may, and as I turned away I caugf . a glimpse of Bess Dean being Eifte
 in his giant arms and borne into tt
 house, where Mrs. Cosgrove, wit
 alarmed aspect, awaited him ar
 his burden.
 k Lillian followed them in, and l. Al knowing that all possible attentio would be given the girl-walked slov
 ly down the pathway to my ov .s cabin.