The Bridgeport times and evening farmer., 1921-07-23
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By ANN LESLIE
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CHAPTER CCCXXIX,
 ?, MY MY lunch with Daisy was failure.
 1hd guarded. She eluded me- To her
 Sv1dent agony and to my real enbar-
 Tassment, she insisted on reverting to
 tne ring again with raw honesty.
 I'm in your power, Mrs Harrison.
 You can do what you like with me, you know. My life is really in fee to syou see fit"
 From this attitude I couldn't move the girl. and as it was evidently no less than torture to her to be with F1ne, made up my mind this must fse the last she'd ever see of me unless fitted ia with what I had half prom fased Jim when agreeing that I'd rely f<on his judgment rather than my own sin future I wouldn't be Mrs. Fixtt'' fany longer. Leaving Daisy to her own Sdevices was a good way to prove the fsincerity of my promise to Jim and kmyPef.
 AS we finished our lunch I said with seeming ugl1tness, which held a kpromise nevertheless:
 Daisy, can sec that you're busy that your new work absorbs you. 2don't want you to slip out of my life Ethe way Kate did. But l can't force FInysef on you. Won't you---when Eyou feel you really want to see me k1et me hear from you? And make It ksoon.'
 -twhy. of course ;rH call you up as l lin a tone of evident relief.
 I almost felt that meant never, and safter some shopping 1 returned Tn great dejectlon of spirit to my empty showever. when caller was an, kr1rounced It was Irna Warren, and 1T went out to greet her in very real kStelight.
 She wore inc simplest of navy blue foulards dotted in white, and neat little white sailor Of the d rounui fiat style she seemed to anect topptn 1tt ! it. She had the look of radiant health and wholesome simplicity so rare in
 7Tm so glad you're in." she said; aid; fgirls. and-and I always did so want l to know you. But you ssemed so busy. and I felt sort of ashamed Of ] being useless and old-fash1oned, sne Ladded in a breathless rush, as 1T she ! were afraid shed not get 1t said un- ! less she got it out quickly. 1 And I'm glad I'm in,' I replied, ! land gladder still I've joined the iule
 ''Do you mean it realty? asked Ine ] niece of the great MT. IFa1dane with j the utmost simplicity. I've wanted | to come every day. but wasn't sure 1 I wouldn't be intruding. Then today | I met your brother on the street. anu ! he told me Mir. Harrison was away : and I thought you might be a httie ! lonely as l am sometimes
 "Tm very. lonely" I confessed: |! -And nothing nicer than this visit { could have como to break 1t,
 tFwould you come home to dinner 1 with rne?' Irma Warren eagerly ask i ed. '"This Is uncles night out You l see, Sunday the chess game Is at our ! house. and then every Friday uneie 1 goes over to the Chess Clua-
 And what do you do7' asked be- : fore realized how rude, how personal ..Oh, read" replied Miss Warren, ! without embarrassment at having to confess that she hadn't any engage | ments, "and enibroider a bit and mend the linens. never sew on colored things at night. Uncle thinks white is best so I won't fn1ure my Eeyes."
 "You haven't met many people in ] the city yet" I said half to myself, ! s'but wher, you do they won't let you ! sit home sewing and reading. ! sI do like to go to the theatre or to a good concert. And uncle Is so j kind. We go every Thursday and Monday in season." she replied. "But Fl suppose you mean with young peo- 1 ple. That would be nice. Do you [ suppose they'd like me2
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