The Bridgeport times and evening farmer., 1922-07-26
When A Girl
 Marries
By ANNE LISLE.
CHAPTER 631.

| 1 more courage to acknowledge my 1 part in the matter than it had done | to face Rosa Cordova, knowing now i she would feel at this evidence or l my social inferiority-my family con- I nections.
 How much would you g1ve,'' sne demanded, ssto keep the proud Senora | Dalton from knowing who IS the kfather of Jaime's wife?' How much? % l. Every line of her sharply etched tsface was drawn into a curt demand 1 Tor answer - and then shel snil'eo | craftily.
 l How much would give to kesp l Virginia from knowing about Da9 | Lee?" I demanded, hotly. Not a thing-not one single, solitary thing! | Rosa. Cordova smiled with slow, distilled sweetness. I didn't wait for her, but went on, swung into full- | stream by the impetus of my own l anger.
 " Dad Lee is a poor, old man whose life isn't happy or useful. l can't suppose for one instant that he | and Virginia would have any com mon meeting-ground. He'd prop ably like her as little as she'd ap- prove of him. But that has nothing to do with me. am Jin's wife Virginia,s sister, Our liking for each other is based on nothing except our own relations to each other. I never knew Father Harrison. Perhaps we wouldn't have got on together. He doesn't enter into the matter of my relations to his children. Neither does Dad Lee; he is what I might call-none of Virginfa's affair." | sank back in my chair staring at Rosa almost conten1ptuously. But the contempt was largely for my un- ruly tongue.
 Now I've done it," I told myself, l r I'm fed up with catering to people. I'm tired of lodging and struggling to keep Dad Lee hidden. If folks 1 want to like me less because of the l poor old man who happens to be my father they can just go ahead and | disapprove.
 While this going on through my head I stared at Rosa and past her with unseeing eyes. When she be- gan to reply to my indignant words I was so absorbed in my own thoughts that carcely heard her. Suddenly her words forced me to 1 take in their meaning.
 | ''- no coward,'' she was saying. sI like how to you feel. It shows more strength than I looked for in you. White Lilac. I think maybe you are-how you call-foeman worthy of my steel? I never enjoy the contest where everything goes my way.'
 What do you mean?" demand ed.
 You know we'll enough,'' she laughed daring1y. And if you did 1 not know I would be fool to warn you. 'Verdad?' B
 I didn't reply. What could ''I | never like contest where every d declaration that she and I are pit | ted against each other? In business we are allies There is only one other thing she and I have in com mon. That is our interest in Jim. With a sudden bounce the jealousy I've been fighting for days gripped me- All the fierce heartburnings I had known in the first days of my l marriage were nothing compared | to the wild fear that now assailed me.
 I've never seen Jim with Rosa Cordova, so I've nothing on which to build. I don't actually know his at + titude toward her. So everything is left to my imagination. And it is l generally far more terrible to imagine than to know.
 I felt myself actually writhing within myself wondered if any part of my unhappy struggle showed On my face. It would be complete l humiliation to have my fear and my 1 misery evident to the scornfu1ly ap- I praising eyes of Rosa Cordova. I struggled for sanity and found my self achieving words in a slow con- 1 trolled voice.
 Well, if we are having a, contest | to see who can do most to uphold | the Northern Interests of J. H. liar 1 rison and Company, you'll have to work fast, little lady, to accomplish more than I plan"
 l Rosa laughed. It tinkled this time.
 You are thoroughbred, she cried. | 'tBrava! I begin to like you. White Lilac. I begin to think you are a match for the best I am going to reveal myself to you-me. Rosa Cor dova. If you had whimpered about this little old creature, who claims to be your father I would have been bad girl-me. have it in me to do cruel things some time when I am not pleased with how people act But when they take things like so1dads- soldiers-like you did, it is differ ent. You see?'
 T don't see-quite," replied weariIy.
 T am on your side" said Rosa, with a grandiloquent air of satisfac- tion. Then an impish tone came l into her voice. At least I am on your side where the Dad Lee is con- cerned. I think we should not tell any one who he is. I think, maybe 1 this so clever Senor West he thought I would not know enough to keep 1 how you say?-n1y mouth shut Maybe he think I overturn the beans and slap the fat in the fire. I talk like Americans, do I not? Me I have the soul of a great Iady-and sometimes also the mind of a gamin I have told you now. You know"
 She rose to go, if everything g l were settled between us. But I was not ready to toss off decisions at this rate of speed.
 Let's get everything clear I said
 You agree not to mention Dad Lee at all-not to anyone?"
 Agreed? Who say-'agree'? Me
 I say it is not good to let anyone