The Bridgeport times and evening farmer., 1921-10-15
When A Girl
 MUrries
By ANN LESLIE.
By Ann IiSle.

By Ann Iisle.
 CHAPTER CCCLxxxvI. Copyright, 1919, King Features Syn
 dicate, Inc.
 The discussion with Phoebe so de- 1ayed my departure from DreamWolo that it was fully before l made my explanations to Virginia and got start ed for the drive home.
 With feeling of relief for wn1cn even my hostess couldn't have re- preached me I closed my eyes ana ions of the car. The visit had been strenuous to say the least After the first peaceful evening it had been 2 regular whirlwind of the unexpected Virginia, with all the goodwill in the world toward two youngsters sne wanted to see happy. was dispIaying a will to oppose the promises Phoepe' Neal and I had made to Father An drew. Virginia had bulldozed Phoebe a bit at first. Then she had shifted and insidious suggestion that NeaIs allegiance might be overstrained by too long a wait. This threatened to Outweigh Phoebe's loyalty to her and all his eager youth would Iignl on her side-what was my duty?
 It was an ugly tangle and I couldn't to do was to talk it over with Jim, 1o whom I had told the story.
 As I arrived at this conclusion, the car came to an abrupt stop. A mo- lment later, Lyons opened the door and addressed me respectfully:
 "Got a nasty bit of engine trouDle' Mrs. Harrison, ma,am, begging your it happen for anything, as 1t won't let us make town by dinner time at all
 I bestirred myself and looked about. We were barren ana empty stretch of road.
 Cant you run along bit, so l can
 ..T,he engine stopped dead,' explain ed Lyons ''It will take me half an hour at least to fix her and it's SIX now, with us only half way to the city. And the worst of it is, I had to make a detour so we ant near no finn nor anywheres that would De nav ing a telephone. I'll be as quick as I can, and soon as ever we make the E1nain road again, I'll find phone
 The delay was just about as Lyons had foretold. It was all or ha1-pas. ,six when we reached a little inn, and I put through the call for Jim'S of- flee. It was reported as not answer ing so I risked no delay, but te!e- tphoned Hedwig that l couldn't De nome until seven-thirty or a bit later Then off we tore again streaking like wind through darkness.
 It was quarter to eight when tired, wayworn traveller named Anne Harrison arrived at her apartment But Jim wasn't there to greet me. !n- stead there was a fussy Hedwig who reported that Angel was taking a flt because the fine dinner she'd pre- pared would be getting all cold.
 Again I called Jim's office but got no answer tried Neal, both al ms it would be wild-goose chase 50 there was nothing to do but to wait and to fight the nervous fancies my tired and oyerwrought brain conjured iup-
 In a spasm of energy I started un- packing. In the midst of 1t be- thought myself of the strange octa- lgonal gold piece Lane Crosby had given me and of it's still stranger dis lappearance. I sat down and passed lin review every move I'd made after getting it-tying it into my handker- ! chief. 'phoning Jim, slipping into N1r- ginia's coat-sweater and then going out for the walk which ended with that unwelcome kiss
 Since the coin wasn't in the sweat CTS pocket, I must have laid 1t down in the little niche where the telephone stands As soon as I bethought my self of this explanation, l called Dreamwold. Virginia answered and when I explained my errand. she laughed in her throaty tone of rich
 "You are a superstitious old dear! A lucky-piece. indeeIl A battered old you don't actually believe it will make or mar your luck whether you keep or lose it? ?''
 Won't you look?"
 "Ive been looking all the while I scoIded "replied Virginia. Ut isn't here not in the niche. not on the book case, not even damned down in cor ner of the couch. Phoebe's rummag- ing about. Wait a minute.
 A moment of silence. Then:
 It's really nowhere about, Anne. l sent Neal out to ask Bertha if she found it when she went through the linens. She says not, and Katie says she didn't see handkerchief with something knotted into the corner She would have when she was dust ing" ing on that salient point even before I thanked Virginia for the trouble she was taking to help me hunt for what she considered a silly and worthless possession. "Give Neal my love. and don't urge him too far. Goodnight Jeanie, dear"
 Then I hung up the receiver with an intense gratitude for the Harrison lack of demonstration. I would have = hated it If Jeanie had asked to speak to Jim and I'd been compelled to acknowledge that, after sending foi me so peremptorily, Jim was ignoring
 At eight told Hedwig to serve din- ner and slipped into her hand two prcpetiatory dollar bil1S-one for her
 had just finished my soup wher linn Ioomed suddenly in the doorway He had a look of shrunken graynes which reminded me of Lanes ap pearance after he'd first seen Val. Ht flung back his shoulders with ges ture of impatience and cried in a ton, | mercifully forgotten he possessed:
 50 that's how important I am tC you? Can't even wait dinner fo me-
 But Jim, I was starved and tht girls were getting so"-
 The girls! You consider them be fore you do your husband. That nice. Your husband arrives hom dead beat and has to eat a cold mea because he isn't important enough |, have dinner delayed on his account Iimmie's got his tag all right. Tn provider. That's what he is. The fel low who pays the bills.''
 To Be Continued.
 MOTOR CYCLE CLUES