The Bridgeport times and evening farmer., 1922-11-24
When A Girl
 Marrieo
By ANNE LIS1E

SatlOn. As if he knew 1t and knew just what would be most likely to lift me out of it. Ralph Lacy exclain- ed:
 If MT. Harrison could see you now. he'd know there's nothing can daunt you. when you're enlisted in his service
 This isn't very terrific thing TO be doing for him. I laughed findIng
 my poise again in a moment, as I'm sure Nr. Lacy had counted on my doing After all. I'm sitting sn comfortable limousine guarded by two devoted friends. who act as if 4 drive along the clean, fra grant river road called for suDerhuman strength and courage on my part"
 What a brick you are!" cried Mir. Lacy.
 Brick enough. I hope, to invite you to come into my parlor pro tenn and sit down. replied lightly. There's no reason why you snoulc be doing a regular round of guard duty. marching up and down thar road as if you had to draw on some enemy before he gets a chance to shoot first"
 Mir. Lacy got into the car, thought fully switching off the tiny ceiling light. One second afterward a coupe went by. It was tearing along the dark and rutty road with it's heac- lights on full to blaze q path through the darkness. Tn it I saw Rosa Cor dova. sitting upright and peerfnE about her eagerly. As the car raced by I felt thankful for the protecting darkness. I wasn't sure whether Rosa was alone except for the man in the drivers seat or if there was someone crouchIng in the back of the little car.
 Did you see that car?" I asked with a sudden laborIng for breath.
 Mrs. Cordova." replied Ralph Lacy grimIy. adding a shade less darkly. I'm sure she didn't see us I'm equally sure she wasn't looking for us; but I've an idea tht she's on the trail of sOme-adventure-'
 Do you think its-our goal she's seektnE2" | asked.
 I'm sure if isn't. At first we came near following a false scent I think shes on that he answered. l And we'll let her-ride For we can't afford complications"
 I'm glad you've decided I cried in great relief I'm not sure of my ground with Rosa I'm afraid of her in q way. always feel when shes around that I'm in some sort of a jungle. I once had a woman ac- quafntance who suggested black. l S to catalogue her. She was creamy. purring, sIow-movIng jungle cat 1 And too lazy to pounce- I was never afra.d of her But Rosa's a 1 paroquet. She flies She darts I | cant always follow. And there's the 1 jungle underErowrh to trip me if I try Do you get my mixed up simiIe-s?''
 T get your picture" replied Ralph m . 4 gest that a long as you see ss clear ly as this you needn't worry much 1 about foeS-even if they're in am bush You've q sort of N-ray mental l eye
 '.It's easy to talk to you" I de | Clared. glad to express myself so fully l to one sure to understand and be ashamed to confess to anyone else that seeing Rosa like this in this out of-the-way place nas done something to me. It has terrified me-so want 90 go home"
 "To quit?" demanded Ralph Lacy,
 ''Yes,' I confessed *eTo quit. hate seeing Rosa like this-or hay
 Perhaps she dldn,t-and suppose she did ?''
 NIT. Lacy's voice was qutzzicaL His method of aIlaying my fears was not to make light Of them in the sense of beIittIing me, but to make me beIittle them
 T know I'm silly" I confessed. 'but I'm always prepared for some thing anuoy-ng in any situation | where Rosa and I are actors"
 Mir. Lacy leaned forward Even !. in the semi-darkuesS I was aware of | the long. slow scrutiny of his eyes felt as if he were penetrating to ! the very core of my thoughts-of l my doubts of Rosa and her motives i in serving Jim and our cause Some ] how all my jealous fears seemed sud denly twice as unworthy as ever be fore
 -'A woman like you is-'thrioe arm ed aGainst-a Rosa Cordova," said NIr. Lacy at last slowly and with the effect of overcoming some impulse and slowiug down the tempo of his words to a dragging serenity.
 All I get out of rhat k a memory that he who has his quarrel just is thrice armed I replied tentatively
 '.F1xactIy." replied Ralph Lacy. 'syVhateve~ your causes of difference with Rosa Cordova-be they social or business or on some basis that's more-p primitive. you'd always be playing fair No. you wouldn't he the point, She might play-and not quite fair. You'd not be in the contest unless it mattered yitalIy.'
 Without forcing his understand ing upon me. or makin@ one state meut to which Jim's wife could pos sibly object Ralph Lacy had con veyed rEe impression that he got Rosa's potentiaIities for coguetry. for intrigue. for any form of stalking biz game to her own delight and the Un- Happiness of anyone who happened | to be in her way.
 How you-get her." I cried. ''Iiow you make me feel that you're taken the trouble to see her-almost through my eyes.
 That's friendship" he answered quietly. Perhaps We would not have talked so freely and frankly anywhere but off on the edge of -E5,,c. Ike -h-. A-E n-M ] -hLEk