The Bridgeport times and evening farmer., 1921-11-04
When 4 Girl
 Murries
By ANN LESLIE

"Who is it? We'll. I'll leave you to guess. merely yelling you that he isn't sure my ethics meet with his ap- proval He He wants want & you to tel ell. hina him to-know. It's a critical moment in his life, Lady and though he doesn'& quite trust me he has complete faith in you"
 | CHAPTER CCCCIII. Bund1ing up in virginia's great coat. which I found in the hall, I ran out | to Toms car to discover who was waiting to see me.
 The car was empty, but a. man was I striding up and down the driveway. | After a moment he turned, caught sight of me and rushed over to greet me, touching his cap respectfully as
 he came toward me. It was Lyons: | Evening, Mrs. Harrison" he said | humb1y, ''Pd have banked on your comin' right out without keepin' me waiting no more than if was the ! Prince of Wales.'
 From his tone I fancied that he | thought Anthony Norreys had told me | not only who it was wanted to see me, | but what he wanted. So had to pro- l ceed warily.
 | dially. 'You must tell me just how
 you feel about things. Please tell me
 everything, so I can be sure of my 1 ground"
 "Yes'm. If you was to sit in the I | takin' your time an brdngin' you out | here an everything. That's It," he | added with relief, pulled open the
 door of the limousine and sat on one
 of the extra. chairs which brought me
 into a comfortable position to speak
 with him
 "You see, Mrs Harrison, it's like
 this." he went on, jerking out his
 ideas one at a time and displaying
 them expectantly. "You want me to
 go straight Bertha wants me to go
 straight, and I want to go straight
 And ain't sure it's straight to go
 to one gentleman for a job and then
 ditch him for another gentleman when
 I'm kinder bound in honor to the
 first gentleman what had the refusal
 of me, so to speak"
 "I think that part of it Is all right
 Lyons," I said. "If MT. Hoad1ey had
 taken my word about you as he prac- b | tically bound himself to do, of course
 you wouldn't have left him for some one else. But he didn't live up tc !. what he led me to expect. He took : a chance and lost Besides that, Tn of suggesting anything to you or any
 one else unless it was perfectly r1gh , and ethical. So we can trust him ant not worry on that score"
 . "Thats that, then, ma'am," sait Lyons. "But there's this to it beside You gave your word about me to thi . Hoad1ey person and don't want vol ? put in no false light"
 The fine ehiva1ry of it, the thought : full decency of this ex-convict, brough 1. tears to my eyes. reached out ant laid my hand over his twisted one. 7 Lyons, you can trust yourself ant |, | your felings to lead you right ever z more, I'm sure,'' I said. "But if there 2 a man in the world whose own tnteg - | rity will help you to clinch your hon a esty and to rtvet 1t to your soul, it n the man you're working for now. 1 feel that the fate which led you t e | MT. Norrey's is too kind to be ques 5 | toned And | want you to realiz o | makes will be right. You can trus p that any decisions your new Dos. : him to see white and to act white." e l. "An' I can stay with him ?" erie e Lyons, in a tone Of great relief. "Of n Mrs. Harrison, I ain't able to tell yo o how glad I bel thought had t. e take up with this other guy-beggir |, your pardon, maianl, but he Is sum # mat of a bounder even though I d q say it so as shouldn't. I don't feel SC q cure to trust George Lyons out Of 2 job and poor. But this here Lyon
 worktn' for man you speak lof 1ik k you do of MT. Norreys, Is in clove
 can in see eloeee os ever s righ l. Lyons" laughed. as got out ( e the car. 'But I'm counting on yo
 to deserve it to the utmost. Goo q night, Lyons, I know you're goin d to be absolutely happy in your ne7 j. Then I turned and ran into th d house. In the hall, Ivy met me wit
 the mall she'd brought from the DO.
 office. She fished a letter out of th Q the writing on the envelope. actua. h ly crept up the stairs and sneake d to my room where I could be all t ,f myself with this letter from Jim. l. Twice I read the letter. taking
 h dinly. . bit at time. Gradu-