New Britain herald., 1924-04-05
Why Madee Resolutely Played a Part

The outer door of the apartment house swung to behind the girl whom l believed to be Mollie Fawcett, and for the space of a second or two stood motionless, clutching with nerveless fingers at the panel in the big circular windows of the stair case-well through which l had been peering.
 Then the door into our apartment had opened, and creeping to the side of the jog in the hall I saw Dicky pushing open our living room door.
 l waited only until it had closed behind him before snapping shut the catch of the window and running noiselessly down the hall to our bath room door.
 l swung it open and closed it em- phatically, and then entered, the bed room leisurely. with no attempt to make my entrance silent one. D:cky was standing in the doorway between the living room and the bed rccm, and to my excited eyes the eX- pression of his face spelled furtire and dismayed query.
 Whats the matter?" he asked quickly. "I looked in to see if you were asleep, and found you weren't here"
 "I have a headachs." l returned. "and I couldn't find the headache tablets anywhere"
 An odd look flashed into Dicky's eyes.
 Why. they're in the medicine closet in the bathroom :" he said. They're in plain sight. I saw them there today"
 Dicky Proves His Point
 Well, they weren't there when l looked" l replied obstinately--and with the letter of truth, for the last time I had looked into the medicine cabinet, several days before, there had been no tables there. "I'll prove it to you. Come on."
 flashed a furtive glance at Dicky and thought I detected lessening Of the very real apprehension in his face. But l felt his studying, puzzled eyes upon the back of my head as I preceded him into the bathroom and swung open the medicine cabinet.
 There :" he said triumphantly, reaching q hand over my shoulder and taking out bottle of the tab lets. "what do you call these?"
 found myself trembling with the primitive longing to dash the bottle from his hand and turn on him with the jealous maddening suspicious that were racking me. But from some- where I summoned the courage to ut- ter a banal:
 Well :! What do you know about that? My headache must have made me blind"
 turned away toward the door, but Dicky's voice, with a note of sur prise in it, stopped me.
 Aren't you going to take one now you've found them7" t
 "You Had . Callcr.'
 Now I had no achine head, al- thought I could not assert the same thing of my heart but turned to the washstand abruptly, and turning on the cold water held out my hand for the bottle.
 T must be getting woozy," l com mented, and taking out pellet, swallowed it demurely, and turned toward the door. Dicky put his hand under my arm, and made g. perfunctorily solicitous query:
 Sure you're all right, not dizzy or anything?"
 My hand shook with the insane impulse to strike him, but my voice was cool and tranquil: "No, thank you, Dicky. I'm per- fectly all right, or shall be when Eve rested awhile longer" "when do you expect old Lil sfll show up?" he asked as he walked beside me into the bedroom, and l stopped to remove my slippers. The incongruity of his tender | and the fact that within | few minutes he had had surrep- itious interview in the hall with Mollie Fawcett was so pug ling and so maddening that my lips were stiff as I answered him.
 "I haven't the slightest idea. Not intil late" I "You'll have a chance 10 sleep hen, I hope You had a caller while -ou were asleep"
 I summoned a simulated eager in the face I turned toward i'm.
 "who?" asked. 50 few people |