The Bridgeport times and evening farmer., 1922-09-06
When "A Girl
 Marries
By ANNE LESLIE.

"On a dear little feeble lady like Miss May you do not impose. Rath- CT on yourself. Miss Storrs is not needed where she is." contradicted Rosa fatly. When he put her there Jainie does not know thhat he will meet me. He does not know how simpatica we shall be and how he shall send me to be for him the how you say?-right side bower. But now that I am here to speak for him. 1t is not good that I should be speak ing against a wall of stone. Which is how that Miss Storrs seems to be standing between me and all I think 1t is wise we should do."
 Surely you can't feel that Mabel Storrs would stand for one momert between you and your interest 1e.s Jim's success I said, without giving any real weight to Rosa's spite.
 But suddenly she famed out into som ethdng beyond her ordinary mal- ice. The timbre of her voice carrfeu at least the conviction that she felt what she said-that she believed in herself and the message she wished to convey.
 "I know it!" she cried. With that terrible Senor West she was once in fatuate. With him she once robbed me of the titles to the property that would save Jaime now if only we
 
 than they make it in the so stupid and slow courts of law. If we had the papers she helped Dick West steal we would be all to the-how you say? good. Then Jaime could come back. Only maybe you do not want it that Taimie shall come 0bacq-while I am here, Maybe not?''
 How can you say that?" demand ed. tI want my Jim to come back to me whenever he has accomplished his mission. Your being here-or anywhere else-doesn't affect the sit uation at all. Jim will come back to me. What difference does it make whether we have three or three dozen good friends and whether they hail from the Argentina or the North Pole? The thing is for Jim and mo to be together again"
 You think so?"
 In Rosa's voice was distilled sweet ness. Yet nothing that she had said hurt so much.
 1T know so,' I replied quietly.
 That is good,'' she smiled. Now we get again down to our bronze tacks. Of Mabel we speak. If you want it that Jaime shall come back you will watch that girl. She could get from | Dick West the papers we need If she wanted to-
 ''she doesn't even know where the man is," I declared.
 She knows where it is likely he is. She knows him. She knows how he will make it to hide or not to hide She knows who are his friends. His accomplice is all known to her. But she does nothing. For Senor West she has the pity they say is kin to love. Maybe she has also the love that is kin to pity. So she makes no move. And you make none. Why, white lilac? Why?"
 wanted to shriek a command to Rosa Cordovt not to use that version of Jinn's love name for me. But I dared not interrupt her. And I was unwilling to confess to her that there was so much as a flicker of jealousy in my heart. So had to permit her to go on torturing me with this intt- mate perversion of what I had a1- ways believed was sacred to Jim and me.
 why do you make no move? Why do you let this Mabel Storrs stand between my Rancho and Jaime's of flee like a range of mountains? Is it that you love Mabel Storrs so much that you would not hurt her even for Jaime? ?'' sneered Rosa, continued her attack.
 You know the idea is absurd" I said quietly, holding on to my firm ness and boise with all my might.
 Absurd? Then make me another explanation that is not more absurd"
 "Jirn put Miss Storrs in her posi- ton. He believed in her. His belief was not founded on sentiment. It was based on experience with her and investigation of her. If he wished her removed he would write and say so.''
 T think not.'' said Rosa smoothly. Jaime Is $ dear boy. But he lacks sometimes the courage to break rules. It Is a saying that in the crossing streams you do not change horses. I think Jaime might believe that. He might be tinid. And, beside he is not here to see for himself how she is faithless.''
 The word struck me as queer. Rosa's entire interpretation of the situation had struck me as queer, so I laid no particular stress any phase of it.
 She's loyal.'' I said. '1 know it. I feel that to argue is to beIittle a per feet lieutenant and a good friend"
 To Jim maybe she was a gocI friend-once," purred Rosa But not now. She returns to her first love, the nagnifico Senor Vest
 Her words made me burn. But obH