The Bridgeport times and evening farmer., 1922-05-24
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When A GirZ M0rvies
By ANN LESLIE.

I than anything that had happened be- fore. I think I hated him then. And I made up my mind that when he came in I'd tell him I was going to give the facts to MT Harrison" But you didnrI- I gasped. "No - because he didn't come in that evening. He telephoned to say that he was called away on a. trip, and he hung up without giving me a, chance to say a word. l locked up the office and left. I couldn't go to MT. Harrison with my suspicious un- jess Dick were there to fight for him. self. I got all mixed up. didn't know right from wrong. I couldn't tell whether I wanted Sto warn ME Harrison because I thought that the square thing to door if wanted to tell on Dick because was jealous and would take any means of queering him with the girl I want ed to take him from
 And all that while," I sighed, 1T was trying to make Jim see that Dick West was double crossing him I was struggling to get poor Iittre Phoebe free from her money ob1i- gations to Dick West. If we'd have known each other-if we could have kcompared notes - wouldn't have come so near failure. I couldn't break down Jim's faith until l show ed him the check for my savings I'd made out to Phoebe and she'd en- dorsed over to Dick.'
 He showed me that" interrupted Mabel drily,'' to prove how the girl was infatuated with him. It was one of the things that lashed me to- temporary insanity.
 "The end came suddenly. however. One night I heard from Dick. He told me he was dining with MT. Har- rison and would come to the office with him after dinner And in a voice that sounded insane he ordered me to fix the books.
 "I went to the office-but I didn't touch the books. I sat waiting. II knew the time had come when must tell MT. Harrison the truth. Suddenly Dick rushed in- He looked as if he'd gone mad There wasn't a name too terrible for him to call me. He seized me in his arms. I didn't know if he was going to kill me-or kiss me. Suddenly he told me must come away with him at once. We had a terrible struggle. and in the midst of it in walked your husband. He got me away from Dick. He let Dick go-when I beg ged him to-, And then he turned on me very quietly and asked for my story. He knew I'd been helping Dick. He'd found a, handkerchief marked with my initials.
 ''I want to tell you some of the things your husband did for me. I want you to know how proud you can be of a man who is capable of helping a woman as impersonally as if she were a man. You and I are the intense Northern types, you know. We let our fear of the other woman involve
 The telephone shrilled-
 ''I'l have to answer she explain ed. "Oliver wouldn't ring if it weren't important. But my tale isn't told yet
 She took down the receiver and for a minute or two there was noth- ing to be heard in the office except a steady stream of ''Yes-what do you mean? Oh, you nausn't"--
 Then she put up the receiver and turned to me, demanding crisply:
 Did you come in car?'
 "Yes. Why do you veer off to such a cues-ion?''
 Because the same voice that warned me against Rogers just told me to give you a queer message. It was: 'TelI Anne not to look for the blue car. I'm stealing it as a mat ter of business. And the voice was a little husky purr."
 "A husky purr!" I repeated, in a daze. That sounds like Evvy Ma son. Why should she warn you against the Rogers man-why talk about stealing her own car? That's all to absurdi'
 CTo Be Continued)