The Bridgeport times and evening farmer., 1922-10-12
When A Girl
 Marries
By ANNE LESLIE


 working place. I explained. ''But I have little partner to whom I'm devoted, and so I'm generally at the deesk out here in order to be with her.
 She is gone?" he asked with an air of caution.
 She will be gone until about 2,'' replied.
 Then we have long time alone. This we may need. It may be I have trouble to find me the word 10 say in your language what it is not so easy to say in any language the boy flung out with a deeper note of man hood in his voice
 You're splendid to come to me with this matter, whatever it is" I replied with certain amount of ella tion. T feel grateful to you TOT stz- ing me up so quickly yesterday"
 Senor Ortiz's glance was frankly puzzled. But his reply was direct. 1T must come to you. soon you will see-how it is-I must" Perhaps I know I interrupted, eagerly. But as if my &ntenrness had loosed the bonds he was setting on his own thoughts, Senor Ortiz broke n with a flare of intensity that set him off in a whirl of expressive hands shoulders, eyebrows and voice.
 lIIlnh FOu C1HnOL knO" what ti wonderful woman is Rosa Cordova,' - he blazed. T think never was a woman at once so clever and so beautiful and so charming and so good. But mot always is stre by women understood. You would not be tea1ous?" he finished, graveIy.
 Who knows?" I replied, with shrug of distate for the way the con- versation was heading and a deter
  essentials. But what think is more important to discover is why should Mrs. Cordova be jealous of Mabel Storrs and her position in my hus- bands office? That is what -
 "That is what I am come to talk about with you." stormed young man uelo. If we can amiably arrange to make Rosa more contented. why should we not do so? She does not wish 1t that the Storrs person shall remain. For the so good woman as Rosa Cordoua I move the stars ana the sun if 1t Is that can do it.''
 But you cannot move MabelStorrs from the position with which my hus- band entrusted her." I protested. There is nothing that can persuade me -
 Manuelo Ortiz sighed. He deaned nearer and fixed his melancholy topaz colered eyes that stared with sucn beauty and such astonishing tncon- gruity from his dark face.
 Would you not listen to me?" he asked in the voice of g. Spanish cav alier"
 I laughed uneasi1y. But in another moment I again realized that Man uelo Ortiz was expressing his young and ardent self without a thought that it was to me. or to anything feminine that he spoke. For with certain almost martial stiffening of his whole frame, he got to his fees and seemed to turn to figure of bronze as he cried out in ringing tones:
 'fTo speak evil of a woman is what a cabaI1ero does not do. To think evil is what an Ortiz has never done. But for an angel, a man must do what he can.''
 Han American man had spoken with such dec1amatory force and with such a wealth of gesture, I'm sure no effort at good manners would have served to keep my face straight. But some chow, coming from this slim boy with his impassioned ttmbre both and emotional-it was serious almost to the point of being terrifying.
 ''F'or Rosa,'' cried young Ortiz with the air of drinking toast, T must forget that am a cabe11ero I do it only because little Rosa needs so much that I should be caba1lero. I speak now which it is that I am thinking now that this Mabel @orrs is such a woman as you and Rosa
 "Stop"1 cried, and again, "Stop!'
 The second time, I brought such a fury of purpose into the word, that ManueIo Ortiz did indeed stop, eus- pending in midair, as it were, his very breath and fixing on me his wire mel ancholy eyes with a speculation I knew I must satisfy and quickly
 'I know the story you are getting ready to tell me- I said simply. "I know Mabel Storrs' side of it. znow there was nothing Of evil in her heart. She loved Dick West and owed. him although she knew he was thief. When she was forced from lam pico because of the robbery n& she had nowhere to go. 10 to turn-only Dick. She went 0 thim thinking he would marry. her they had planned to marry. She loped to reform him. When she ound what was in his heart, she ran way What you saw was her strug- ,le to be free from a man she came to know as a - complete ,1a ckguard.''
 Manuelo Ortiz laughed
 Its true" I cried. You must believe it-you must. T can't have 'ou thinking what you do of Mabel 'torrs. You must believe me. Ana -ou must make Rosa believe -
 Then Manue1o Ortiz turned on me with a passion and fury that made II his previous fervor seem pallid.
 fStop!" he gasped. You must to ne attend."
 CHAPTER 7O5.
 Senor Ortiz didn't leave me long in loubt about what had so infuriated