The Bridgeport times and evening farmer., 1922-01-20
When 4 Girl
 MQrries
By ANN LISLEs
CHAPTER CDLXV.

baiIs of my plan for causing Slim Oar rows arrest, hurried out to the leI- ephone boOh.
 I'd let the whole morning slip by without telephoninlg for tidings or Neal. Lyons interrupted me when was on my way to call NeaPs apart ment, and from that moment l was swung along so fast that I never once thought of my young brother.
 For what seemed ten minutes l dropped nickefs in the slot and got a, succession of busy signals and returns of coins for my pains. Then Evvy came along and tapped at the glass door with an impatient air. So l gave up my fruitless efforts to inquire for Neal.
 Train time" she said, "and knew you'd want a message that's been en- trusted to me
 Tome came back to find you," she confided as we snuggled in taxi bound for her train. He wanted to tell you that you're not to have a tre- nor or a worry all afternoon. He said he'd see this Darrow-Addicks person safe in the hands of the plain clothes men before he resigned the job-''
 ''He means he'll see Darrow arrest ed % asked.
 ''That's what he sadd-that he'll be on hand to see it put 'ower.'
 "I hope Darrow doesn't suspect him." I murmured. Lyons says he's a dangerous man to have for an en- emy. I must warn him."
 Tom can take care of himself" protested Evvy.
 He can't take any risks replied.
 With this in view, I teleph oned Toms studio as soon as I'd seen Evvy off. He wasn't in- The necessity of warning him against Darrow seemed to grow in direct ratio with the difh- culty of reaching Tom. It seemed twice as important now, so I decided to try Toms uptown shop.
 Daisy Condon answered the tele- phone, and in reply to my request to speak to MT. Mason, she cried out in a ShrilI voice:
 Why, Anne Harrison! We haven't heard from you in a dogs age. What brings you across our horizon again ?''
 The possessive assurance of that ''Wne'' annoyed me.
 Hello, DaisyI" replied careIessly, determined that she shouldn't feel that my telephoning was an event to be marked and wondered about. I've not heard from you for several while either. Have you been busy?"
 "Oh, so-so!' murmured Daisy in the tone which is meant to convey a null tiplicity of engagements.
 I couldn't afford any more time spent in social amenities, so I asked abruptly:
 'Is Tom there? Or expected soon ?"
 ',HeI be in any minutes,'' replied Daisy glibly.
 Even though realized this meant nothing, I felt I'd better seize every
 
 to Tom, and as didn't wish to phone again, lest Daisys curiosity be aroused to the danger point, I manufactured 6 message which would tell her nothing ard convey my meaning to Tom
 I've an important message for Ton from his cousin Evelyn Mason. Please give it to him the minute he returns She made a point of it. Tell him t be careful not to spoil her surprise party by letting the guest of honol ratch a glimpse of him.
 Daisy sharply Then she added list lessly: All right, I'll tell him. Blu where is Evvy? Why didn't she q her own teleph oning?''
 Miss Mason has gone back to the country" I replied pointedly, won dering if Tom was to blame for Dafsy's tone and maner or if she wa play-acttng little for my benefi portant. Would you mind repeating Think I've fallen on my head an6 turned my brain into pancake sine last we met?'' chirped Daisy. But she repeated the message yer bitinl, and feeling that I'd done tn best I could for Tom, I made anothe effort to get NeaPs apartment Agair at my wrist watch that it was nearins 3, l rushed from the booth and hur ried over to the car line My margi of time for the talk with Miss StOrr
 
 at and get up to see Neal. Five minutes wait for a car on a windy corner made me realize how accustomed I've become to luxury Two months ago I owned two auto mobiles and now taxi on a stormy day is beyond me. I caught myself 1 on the verge of pitying Anne Harri- | son. Take it easy, you beggar on horse l bacl!' told myself with a, grin which | put me straight again and kept me l from getting f1ustlered when the car | after finally arriving, took a detour | that ate up ten more niQutes. When I arrived at Jim's office, the l little lame door boy again failed to ! remember me and I had to suffer the humiliation of being announced be- fore could go into the office which is still Jim's, even though Mabel storrs sits at the mahogany desk, | where he--or I-should be.
 This is a pleasure" said Miss stoTrs. rising to greet me with formal As she said this a smile twink1ed about the corners of her large, we'll shaped mouth. That smile trans formed her from Q goddess-of-l liberty person to a very charming girl. I found myself pausing to wonder how turned back to show the long column Of her throat and with the heavy coils of her hair losened about her face. But I took this fancy by the throat
  here if Mabel Storrs and I were to work hand in hand and defeat Dick West.
 This is a business call,'' I replied with the conciSenesS she seems to de- mand. Miss Storrs, I've come to ask any news from MT. Harri- son?"
 Since when, do you mean?" de- Miss Storrs shrewdly.
 When did you hear last?'' I coun- tered, wondering if her reticence was carrying out Jirn's orders, or if a more personal note swayed her judgment. We got a list of instructions ten days ago." replied Miss Storrs. Have you heard since then ?''
 No, not since" I replied suavely. IL is more than two weeks since I've | tell this to the Self-contained woman | who sat Ihera rafl1Sincr tn give me 1