The Pensacola journal. (Pensacola, Fla.) 1898-1985, 1922-11-25
New Revelations of
a Wife
BY ADELE GARRISON

by ADELE 1AEtHlSON
What madgo Saw and Overhead When
Lillian and Robert Thought
| They Were Alone.
Lillian made good her promise. It
| lacked 80 seconds OF the 10 minutes she
had named when we appeared at the
| breakfast table, Marion as pretty a lit
| tie maiden as one would wish to see in
! a dainty blue frock. while Lillian and I
Drought with US her hat, coat, gloves
and suitcase.
Betty had already served the canta-
| loupe' and was standing in the door Of
| the breakfast room, her face registering
strong disapprovaI. Lillian OWNED her
! trouble in a moment.
| We have plenty of time, people," she
said cheeri!y. so let us do full justice
You to the pier from here in about eight
| minutes, so there's no need for rush. Did
anybody order the taxi?"
Il did," Katherine returned quietly.
| L knew you would" Lillian answered
| approVingly, and Katherine flushed with
pleasure.
When Betty brought in the cereal she
was heaming
Il jest thought you'd fix it, Mis- Lii
man, she said. Might jest's we'll
dump breakfast overheard as to eat it
! on the run
al I4Snt, Betty, Lillian returned
! carelessly. But see that you get it in
| here on the run"
Betty gave one Of her rolicking laughs.
at whcih Mrs. Cosgrove started in sur
prise.
I'll have it here on the fly Betty
promised, and hurried away.
i really don't know what I'll ever do
with Betty" Lillian said apologetically.
and saw with Amusement that my friend
was Vislbly embarrassed by the old col
ored Woman's free and easy manner. 1t
wasn't the first time 1 had seen her be-
tray an anxiety for Robert Savarin's
good opinion of her menage. Although
she had not spoken directly to him, ad-
dressing his sister, instead, yet l knew it
was his reply she awaited.
Why do anything with herr" he asked
lazily 1T strikes me that she's about
perfect as she is-a rare specimen"
She is all of that" Lillian retorted
smiling. and 1 knew by the Tilt in her
voice that the artists note of genuine
approval had raised her spirits nightly.
She beamed at Betty as the woman
came into the dining room bearing a
heavily laden tray from which most ap-
petlzing odors came.
Madee Manages"
II knows these war times you don't
go for to have meat for breakfast" Betty
announced. But you all are goin on the
boat an you'll need it. I'll give you an
Mis- Madge an Mis- Katherine no more
meat today, Mis- Lillian, an so dat will
fix it all right.
She uncovered her tray. disclosing
steak broi!ed as only Betty can broil it;
flaky biscuits and baked potatoes.
"You may feed US on bareback the rest
of the day If you want to, Betty" Lii
Ian declared.
If no one echoed her it was because
we were too busy. With the exception
Of Marion, who had child's healthy ap-
petite, We had all been up hours, and
had undergone much. We were ravenous
l was clairvoyant enough to suspect
that the same thought which was OBJ
sessing my mind was also occupying Mrs.
Cosgrove and katherine--the desire to
give Lillian and Robert Savarin a few
moments of uninterrupted conversation.
1t was Mrs. Cosgrove who adriotly paved
the way for it by discoursing upon the
tiny pigs, lambs. calves, colts and kit
tens that fourished upon the CatskilI
farm. When the breakfast was ended
Marion deserted Mr.. Savarin, by whom
she had been sitting, and came over to |
his sister.
do those two little twin kitties ever
fght?" she demanded.
To Summon Lillian.
I interrupted hastily.
Suppose, Marion, you take Mrs. Cos |
grove into the big dining room and show
it to her while she tells you about the |
kitties. Mrs. Underwoods refractory din |
ing room is considered rather wonder
full" I added.
Robert has told me about it. l shall
be glad to see it, Mrs. Cosgrove re-
turned. will you show it to me, Ma
rion?"
"Of course" Marion answered. holding
out her hand confidently, and then in
the same breath: do they ever fight?"
''If you have anything else to attend
to- said in an off-hand manner to
Lillian. katherine and I will do the
honors."
Katherine had already followed Mrs
Cosgrove and Marion into the dining
room. Robert Savarin threw me q look
Of understanding.
THANK YOU" he said softly, and into
Lillians face leaped a flush that trans
figured her.
with watchful eye upon the clock I
kept our little party in the dining room
as long as I dared. then went swiftly out
ahead of them to summon Lillian.
They were standing near one Of the
windows in the white and crimson liv-
ing room. Both Lillian's hands were in
those of the artist.
Can you guess what it means to me
to have charge of your chid?' I heard
him ask, all his heart in his voice
Lillian didn't reply save by a move
ment of her head but her face was filled
with that which must have been answer
enough for Robert Savarin, for he sud-
denly carried her hands to his lips, kiss
ing them with passionate reverence.
This is not good-by, yet" he said
tensely. 81 must see you SOON
ENTERTAINMENT AT CHRIST
PARISH HOUSE THIS WEEK.
On Wednesday, the sixth of Decen7har |