The Bridgeport times and evening farmer., 1921-08-08

to face with me like this Then I realized that it wouldn't do to. ex- ploit the Harrison feud so publicly
 When tried to reach Tony by telephone to make sure either that he hadn't asked Virginia or that she had refused he was nowhere to
 "A11 right said to myself "I've done what I could. Now I'll brazen it out.''
 dressed with as much care, shabby little costumes in the days when I was trotting around job hunting. Now I had plenty of worked over my, appearance as if I were a stage-struck girl on her way to the office of the worlds leading theatrical magnate. When I had achieved the best results my material - vii, Anne HarriSon-per- mitted. I snapped my fingers at an imaginary Virginia:
 '"That for you. V. Daltnol'' said I.
 When got to the meeting place waiting, with the chivalry that never keeps woman dawdling around for him. was good old Tony. We were in the midst of a. happy exchange of friendly and under standing reunion speeches, when I looked up and beheld two women approaching through the doors that gave on the lobby where we were waiting.
 Two mental flashes. Two pic lures. Two women - Virginia and Carlotta, Virginia, cool and aloof, in smooth, suave black, topped by smartly yelled turban, collared by tiny neckpiece of sable. Ca-lotta flamboyant as usual in gray tail ored suit that might have been con- servative on another woman - her felt Tam O. Shanter - the patent leather purse in her hand shining as patent leather never shone be- fore.
 Catching sight of her, he rose with pleasure fairly radiating from his whole being and rushed forward to
 greet her. In the moment moment or two
 She stopped and stood swaying the least bit Her eyes widened - it seemed they held a look of actual
 agony. I imagined that she made
 join us, but in that I may have been mistaken, for before Tony 1 turned and caught sight of her
 she turned and vanished across the 1 lohbv The crowd seemed to swal-
 Then Tony brought Carlotta to me with a look that I interpreted
 as pride of the dlseoveTer, IaSrH Ha1G. Ana nd | other woman but Carlotta would have done in a public lobby, Tony | said with great satisfaction ring | ing in his rich voice:
 Ut is propitdous you should be l here to join us when we have letter from our Betty, Miss Sturges. How | she and Carlotta will like each other!
 Have YOU thought of what kindred
 souls they are. Anne? And how 1 much this girls spirit will do to brace | our poor BettyE
 He was unconscious that he had
 called Carlotta by her given name and a more formal title all dn one breath. He was unconscious, too, of | the warmth of his glance as he look ed at her and of the great compi- ment he was paying her. But Car | lotta wasn't She paled a bit. and | then she stiffened self-eonsciously and looked away before she spoke: | Mrs. Winston has Anne and you. She won't want me, I fear. But if | she does''-
 | Her unfinished sentence her odd l manner puzzled Tony, too, and wor- 1 ried him. But for me it added mys- | tery to mystery. Which of us was l the women Carlotta thought needed 1 Tony. Betty Winston or [?
 | I wasn't allowed to give much | thought to this problem. for I was facing the puzzle of what to say
 when Virginia. didn't come l couldn't l hurt TonyI couldn't demean the Harriscs pride by telling the truth. | What was I to do?
 1 ITO Be Cont1nued-)