The Bridgeport times and evening farmer., 1922-05-13
When A Girl
 Marries
By ANNE LESLIE.
CHAPTER 559.


 didate Inc.)
 Would 1t disturb you if I were to telephone from here?" I asked of Dad Lee, hoping to commit him to helping me before he had a chance to realize that I was in need of his help.
 But the shrewd look. which had made me think of his eyes as gim- lets boring right into my mind, held me for a moment. Then Dad Lee shut his eyes and sighed yearly. After a moment he spoke suddenly-I his voice fairly croaking: r. 'tIsn't MT. Rogers kind?" He wants ] you to come down to his office and phone. doesn't he? I'd say not to leave me. but with. this able young | lady to look out for the poor old | man. I guess he'll be all right until 1 | the nurse comes back. It's nice for the old man to have such pretty | girls taking care of him. Makes him feel like a prize jockey or a purse | winning three-year-old." Don't bother going down stairs, | Anne," said Car1otta lightly. Just | l ask the operator to send up that little Stoddard boy instead. I'm sure he won't mind being called on to l serve us again. He seems to have | | taken such a fancy to MT. Lee.''
 So acting upon her suggestion, I l picked up the receiver again. This 1 time the hotel switchboard was slow in answering. As stood wait | | ing, took stock of things. It was growing late. Car1otta and I had voluntarily cut ourselves off from the | world in a tower room of none too | reputable hotel. Dad Lee was here. | He was our only link with Dick | West. Ergo. We had to remain here That there was plan l want to budge until I knew what | that plan was. The managers evident desire to separate Carlotta and me was one phase of the situation which I didn't purpose to let happen if could help | 1t. Now. what we were doing had it's humorous aspect. If we were sep ter tinge.
 Trusting that Carlotta would un-
 derstand, I turned, with my hand | over the telephone transmitter, and
 said casually. with yawn for e1n- phases:
 This service is something like
 that you get out in the cold and
 cruel world. Wonder what time 1t
 is. Lyons ought to be here any min ute now.'
 Rattle the receiver up. and down
 on its hook. Rattle it hard!" Car lotta flung back purposefuHy.
 I'can't stand the noise,'' groaned
 Dad Lee.
 Poor man! I'll dampen your
 bandages again." murmured Carlotta
 in a tone which was all soothing
 kindness on the surface. but which
 appeared to have ripple of laughter
 in its depths.
 Leave me alone!" cried Dad Lee
 with surprising vtgor. My ban
 dages are soaked now. Think I want
 to lie in swimming pool?" , Suddenly a tired and indierent voice came over the wire. Want MT. Rogers?" NO, I want the off1ce-Mr. Staff ford" I replied.
 "Oh, he's gone-he got his to- night" replied the voice 1anguidly. Then 1t broke off and the girl who had answered few minutes be- 7 fore cut in
 b Coming down, Mrs Harrison? :? MT. Rogers is expecting you. He just told me to tell you the ten minutes
 is up.. and he has several other mat terS to attend to. So If you want to use his wire''-
 q won't bother him." said with
 no particular emphasis. ''Wil1 you please give me an outside wire?'' But silence answered me and no amount of rattHng the receiver broke
 the stiffness of the wire over which
 was trying to communicate with 3 the world beyond the hotel Silently I turned back to my chair, 5 trying to think my way out of tn absurd situation in which Carlotta and I seemed Involved. In MT. Rog- CTS position I could not any longer
 remain in doubt. He seemed to be
 one of Dicks most ardent supporters. . And young Stafford, whose fmpertin-
 ent ways had affronted me a few ] weeks ago. had evidently lost his 2 position because he'd taken sides . l with me.
 There seemed nothing further to
 gain-nothing to discover by remain
 ing here.
 ! "It's fantastic-isn't tt7" said / addressing Carlotta-
 Perhaps your father knows how
 to stop the carousel from whirling
 so fast we'll all get dizzy" suggested
 Car1otta-
 Dad Lee?'' I begged. taking my
 cue from her. wont you help us
 out of the funny mess your injury
 has made for everyone who-wants
 to help you? They won't give us a D bit of service. We're being treated
 as if we were-prisoners. I don't
 know what it's all 1Dout. but I dc
 know that I'm sleepy and want to
 go home. And this isn't the a most dignified of hotels-so you can
 see more than one reason for my not O caring to stay here any later than ] g must"
 n "In your fathers room ?" he II cack1ed- Then a sudden change came n over him and he looked at me anx- V iously-almos ost pleadingly. You want f to go homer" he asked. Well I1'- v dear-your old father ain't going to | 1nf nr,l ! longer than they nave to. What d time is it?"
 L. ''Then-thirty," announced Carlotts p promptly
 p s"Ten-thirtyi" repeated Dad Lee g thoughtfu11y. High time for me tc
 go to that telephone myself and n see that Rogers lets up on his mis-