The Pensacola journal. (Pensacola, Fla.) 1898-1985, 1922-11-22
New Revelations of
a Wife
What Happened When Lillian and Robert
SaVarin Met.
BY ADELE GARRISON

| of Robert Savarin, pealed through the
house I saw Lillian glance quickly to-
| ward Marion to see if the sound had dis
turbed her.
The involuntary action told me again
what I had observed before, that nc
other passion in Lillian's life would ever
| be so strong as the love she bore the
| little daughter who had been separated
| from her for 80 long. / knew that the
| expected arrival of Robert Savarin had
stirred the depths of her being. yet as
the signal CT his coming her first
thought was of the chid's welfare
But Marion did not stir. I had known
| she wouldn't for the bell had rung before
| in the gray early morning hours to an
nounce the undertaken summoned by
katherine. He was still upstairs. and
supposed Katherine was also in the up
per regions, so that I was surprised in
+ deed when I pushed open the door to
the living room to find her coming swift
ly toward me.
Il shan't be needed for quite while
upstairs she said, 80 I will stay with
Marion while you two go to greet your
guests
'Splendid" Lillian returned. I'VE
had thought only one Of US could go. If
Marion wakes. which I don't think she
will, tell her that her grandmother is
better, and please call me at once. l
shall bring them right into the living
room anyway"
She was halfway across the room as
she finished speaking, I following closely
in her wake. We beth knew that Betty
would not open the door until Lillian
gave the word, that being the precau-
ton Mrs. Underwood had taken ever
since the attempt upon her library.
In The Background.
Betty was already in the hall, and at
Lillian's nod she undid the bolts and
swung open the heavy door. Robert
Savarin. and Mrs. Ccsgrove stood upon
the taxi driver lowered, a ludicrous fig
ture. weighted down with bundles oil
every description.
l caught Mrs. Cosgrove in my arms
and kissed her warmly, partly because
was genuinely glad to see her whole
some. kindly face again, but mostly in
order that Robert Savarin's first meeting
with Lillian should be beyond the scrut-
my CT his sisters shrewd, kindly eyes
But my little ruse was of no avail, for
when 7 had released Mrs. Cosgrove and
we had turned to the others, Robert
Savarin stood holding both Lillians
hands in his and looking at her with an
expression that I could only liken tc a |
thirst assuaged.
He was oblivious to everybody and
everything, but Lillian's poise had not
forsaken her, although I knew by herl
shining eyes that the moment had
swayed her nightly.
Your sister," I heard her ask softly, |
and at the question drew her hands |
from his and came forward to us, her |
eager hand outstretched.
This is Mrs Cosgrove Mrs. Under
wood" I said quickly, and leaving them
together went to welcome Robert Say
arin.
He evidently had brought himself back
to earth with a great effort. After greet |
ing me he looked around with ccmical
helplessness at the taxi driver and his
bundles
"Perhaps You could tell that man where !
to put those things" he said appealingly. !
Sister has an idea that poor, benighted /
city folks never do get enough to eat, |
so she decided she would bring a few |
specimen of real country food along"
She's perfectly right" | said decided |
". respectfully about the kind of food She |
used to serve up in the Catskills. If
she has some of that with her youn |
find me on my knees to her. Betty"
I didn't need to raise my voice. Betty |
was lowering in the background of the
hall, afraid she would miss a detail of |
1.-The company" always dear to her heart.
"Yes'm, Mis- Madge. Is right here,
honey"
Her smile stretched from ear to ear
her dropped curtsey as she came up to
us was a most magnificent thing.
A New Friend Made.
saw Robert Savarin's eyes CLEAN with |
irrepressible amusement, saw Lillian bite
her lip to keep back the smile which
would have mortally offended Betty !
Mrs. Cosgrove, however. gave her the
sort Of curious, speculative look one
would bestow upon an animal at the Zoo
Plainly nothing so flamboyant as Betty
had ever before entered her life.
"Show the man where to put these
bundles. Betty" I said. I'VE want to
open them right away" Then 1 turned
to Lillian. MRS. Cosgrove has brought
US some wonderful things from the farm.
Lillian. Suppose we take our guests /
hats and then investigate"
"Of course!' Lillian assented. "How
thoughtful of you, Mrs. Cosgrove. III
dream about real farm food sometimes. \
but / haven't eaten it in so many years 4
I've forgotten what it tastes like"
Mrs Cosgrove glowed at her words. II
little breakfast room, where Betty had
deposited the bundles upon a table, and
were watching Mrs. Cosgrove open the
bundles
1t was like a picture from an old-fash-
toned story-the warm-hearted country
woman unpacling the daintily wrapped
products of her home. Pats of freshly
CnuTneu DuLteI, pan OI rear maple
sugar, newly killed brolers, and-crown-
ALA basket lined with leaves and
heaped with wild strawberries. II
And this is to put them" Mrs
Ccsgrove finished triumphantly, exhibit
ing the article she had carried with most
solcitude, a bottle of thick, yellow, fresh
cream, cunningly packed in a pail of
sa wdust- covered cracked ice. II
The warm. generous heart of the wo-
man shone from her eyes Lillian went
swiftly toward her and put her arms
around her. cream bottle and ALL II
And I knew from the lock on both
faces that no matter what life had in
store for them, Robert Savarin's sister
and the Iiege lady of his heart would be
close friends.
SCRIPT DANCE
POSTPONED.
The Script Dance that was TO have
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