The Bridgeport times and evening farmer., 1921-11-16
When 4 Girl
 M0rrieS
CHAPTER CDXIu.
By ANN LESLIE.

'F'ather Andrew. you began to say you'd go after Jin,' I cried, gripping 1 right so I could peer into his face. "And you stopped short: know why.''
 Beads of perspiration were stand ing out on his forehead He drew handkerchief and mopped first his brow and then the red apple cheeks which had gone so white.
 l Wouldn't be right for me to butt in like that" he muttered. 'I | haven't any right to go trailing off,
 You don't mean one word of that, l dear,'' I said inexorably. You'd do just what you started to offer. You'd trapize off to the end of the world collar-you'd go anywhere and do anything for my happiness and I know 1t. Why. you'd turn right around now and rush off with out. even waiting to see your Neal.''
 'tNea1! That's it-I have to wait to see Neal" cried Father Andrew ex- plosively, sseizing on that prete0t with relief I didn't for an instant misun- derstard.
 "Y,ou darling old fraud!" I cried, l laughing through a mist Of tears. ''You forgot all about Neal until I reminded you. That's just like your fine chivalry. Yon were ready to race off across the country, as you've just finished doing, in order to keep this father of mine from bursting on me too cruelty. And there's only one thing that could ever have stop ped you like this in the middle of your offer Only one thing, and l Father Andrews fine old face turn ed from white to crimson so that 1 his cheeks were like Winter apples again. He hemmed and hawed and mopped his face with his handker- chief and then at last burst out brave1y
 "Fd go if could, Babbsie. And I reckon when Neal gets back-'' trip you took to find Dad Lee was a terribly expensive one. That I know. And you outf1tted him so he wouldn't disgrace 1ne-you paid his fare here then you took rooms for him at a hotel, so I wouldn't have to bring him under Jim's roof. This has cost ings?'' I hazarded, knowing that how ever I hurt his delfcacy I had to get at the truth.
 "Pve got a little mite left, Babbsie. Jus a bit tight pressed now, so it wouldn't be in my power to start off on a long trip til NeaPs set me up again. laughed Father Andrew un- easily.
 Neal can't" I said grim1y. Meal stands to lose a lot, too. in this oil deal. And Jinl's got to be permitted to to ood work this out ,la5,, his own way He He
 
 him again Ill have to throw myself on his mercy and tell him how the truth just marched out and announced itself toyou But if you came-un-
 ''You mean that7 It might hurt you and him if I was to go trailing off after your boyf'
 'It might even hurt hfm," I said glad that the truth served to save Father Andrew from feeling that he was failing me. ''Sp you see you've got to say herewith your Babb- sic"
 Then I hesitated a bit in turn : How could I manage to offer to as- sume the burden of support of my had come first before the revelation of Father Andrews SSverty would make 1t seem like an afterthought and perhaps an insult to the generous old dear who asked no greater priv ilege than to assume my burdens for me, And even if I could offer what means had I of assuming the obligation that was rigthtfully mine . Oddly enough, just then there were hwo quick little rings at the door, bell.
 Mail" I cried In astonishment ''That's the way the hallboys always ring when they're bringing letters. wonder how this happens? Oh-l know. it's the boy who brought us LII , I'd get this batch more quickly thar , sending it to Dreamwold. 'Scuse me ) darling, while I go look-see." t I ran to the front door and opened a single letter, Its address was e typed and I saw at a glimpse that thu envelope bore Jims letterhead on 1t !, felt myself go cold and tense. while . the blood went pounding up to my head. But in another minute I re ali2ed that this couldn't be lettel from Jim. For the particular thins he would avoid was an envelope witf his own name bIaZoned across it,
 As I tore the envelope open I re anzed' that its postmarlS was the loca one. For a moment the envelope seemed empty. Then something fiuttered out and fell to the floor. picked 1t up g1ngelly. realization com ing to me almost before noticed thu watermarked lavender paper. It wa - a check signed Mabel Storrs,'
 my finger into the envelope and pull g ed out sheet of thin paper on whiel = was typd:
 0 l Dear Mrs. Harrison:
 ;; "Part of MT, Harrisons nasty fnan @ cial arrangement was that @ weekl, !; check should como to you, I am lat Il this week, because I didn't have an,
 assets at first. In future I'll be a da, earlier.
 - every truly.
 = 'Mabel Storrs' l. Shaken by something like a gust o ). age. I seized the check between m |, fingers ready to tear 1t to bits. l. seemed that this was not from Jim
 but from the strange woman he'd lief - in charge of the affairs should hay
 been delegated to manage. Just a
 thing stopped me, It was the real
 izatlon that I had no right to refus no right to destroy 1t.
 Hadn't ele revelations of the very af | ternoon shown that my first ant
 greatest duty to dear Father Andrew
 was to find money and to find i