The Pensacola journal. (Pensacola, Fla.) 1898-1985, 1921-09-11
REVELATIONS
OF A WIFE
eY ApELE oARaIsoM.

The dawning OF the next morning,
clear and sunshiny with the promise
| of approaching spring that March
days, so royalty give sometimes
brought to us all a little doubt as to
our theory of the wild happenings Of
the night before.
Liilian's little girl Marion Morton,
had been frightened by the appearance
of a woman's face at her window. A
little later while talking with Dicky in
front of the hall door I had seen a
shadow fit across the glass and the
next moment a bullet had buried itself
| in the wall behind me. We had deter
mined that the unknown assailant
must be Mrs. Allis, the desperate wo-
man who once had called herself the
wife of Robert Savarin, and whom he
had seen looking out of the window of
the train which brought him to Mar
vim.
The theory had appeared entirely
plausible the night before but the
calcium Of the morning sunligh
turned upon it, was different mat
ter. Dicky was the first to utter a
doubt aloud.
IT say Madge." he said abruptly as
he stood brushing his hair before the
! mirror-we were sharing his mothers
room, having given our own UP to our
guests-'don't you think we were a
bit premature last night about sad
ding Mrs. Allis with that melodra-
matte movie stunt? That kid OF Lis
is just as imaginative as they make
'em, nerves strung as taut as a violin
cord. She might very easily be mis-
taken about seeing a woman's face.
Don't you think so?"
THAT Doesn't Explain
"Ye-es," l agreed slowly, for the
same thought had come to me In the
morning, But that doesn't explain the
pistol shot and the shadow on the
glass"
NO, but youth find that there's
some good explanation of these things
There must have been someone loose
last night, perhaps some drunk shoot
ing up the village. Wen hear from it
later in the day. TIL wager"
My common sense told me that
Dicky was probably right but a little
fear, a recollection of Lillian's face
when she moved Marion's bed out of
range Of the window, made me utter
a protest against settling the matter
in this sort Of offhanded fashion.
II don think you can make Lillian
believe it was some drunken ma
rauder,H / said.
''Nonsensel" Dicky returned. Ills
got as sound a headpiece as any per-
son. man or woman, / ever saw. oil
course, I'll admit she's a bit off her
feet now about that kid she can't
think straight where Marion IS con-
cerned, but you'll find she'll admit she
is mistaken before the day is out"
said nothing more, but at Sreak-
fast I watched both Lillian and Rob- |
ert Savarin narrowly as Dicky aired |
his theory OF the events of the night |
before. Marion was not at the break |
fast table, for I had forbidden LII |
ian's arousing the sleepy little thing, /
who. I was sure, was worn out from |
her fright of the night of before, so
that our talk was unhampered by her
presence.
"oh, Mrs. Graham"
'T am inclined to think you are
right. Mr.. Graham" the artist said /
eagerly and knew that the wish was
indeed father to the thought in his /
case. I understood just how much he
must dread the appearance in his
life of the woman who had come so
near to plotting him forever from life
and its joys. realized how much he
must welcome the suggestion that
some one else was the cause of our
terror the night before.
But Lillian stood firm in her belief
that Mrs. Allis and no other was re-
sponsible for the pistol shot that came
so near killing me.
II realize that your explanation is
the reasonable one" she said YEARLY
to Dicky. ''but / cannot help sticking
TO my theory
aJust~Hk a woman" Dicky threw
at her mischievously. It was a slogan
which he knew usually reused Lillian
to one of the bursts, Of brilliant in
vective in which he delighted. But
she refused to take the cue.
NO doubt" she said dry1y, and
Dicky's reply was forestalled by Katie
who rushed into the room with her
usual impetuosity. evidently bubbling
over with news OF some kind
ooh. Missfs Grahaml'' she exclaim-
ed, and I might as we'll have tried to
stop Niagara as to stem the torrent
of her words or to make her UNDER
stand that the breakfast table with
guests present was no time for her
news telling. Jim. he joost COON
from Crest Haven. and dey got crazy
man down dere, he got out from the
'sylum yesterday stole some pistols
and raise one hell all round town ali
night. Jim he say he shoot windowsl
of pretty near dozen peoples before
deg get heem Jim he say nothing
about heen shooting here. for he nov
think de neighhors no hear heem. an
be saw vot folks don't kno-y about