San Antonio light. [volume] (San Antonio, Tex.) 1911-1993, 1925-08-03

The Making Of
a Husband
Ann Lisle's N e ~
Phase of Jim and
An,1e's Marital
Adventure
BY ANN Isle
Chapter %
BY ANN Isle

AS Jeanne anu leIL Inc blTc1es
to 80 down the high road to visit our
nearest neighbor, Nicholas Perry, an.
other surprise waited me. May Val
leau was sitting on the front steps in
detected position reminiscent of
Robins Thinker" As we approached
she raised her chin from her hand,
stared at Jeanie with the old sullcn
vacancy and then turned to me with
a stolid:
II show you how shall you 20 by
the old Nick"
house to the left after the old wind
mill, isn't it? asked Jeanie.
At once something grim lifted in
Mays eyes and soft veil seemed to
fall over her face.
is that how he have telled you
you shall Gomez she asked.
AS far as l remember" Jeanie
answered with her most stately air OF
tolerating but disnissing an imperti-
nent servant.
Then it is good to go that ways"
Nay. grunted. and rising she fitted
off in the direction of the side of The
Birches. But | was convinced that
there must be short cut through
the woods, and that May had remained
10 find out whether or not my visitor
knew Of it. 1t was not merely her
manner which convinced me of this,
but also the recollection of how she
had appeared at my kitchen door al
most as If she were being materialized
from space.
As we walked down the road Jeanic
suddenly exclaimed:
What an idiot ] am to walk, Here
I've gone and left my little coupe in
your driveway. And suppose Jim
comes home and finds"
And finds that you are visiting
u.s." ] asked with deliberate Obtuse-
ness. Jim will be delighted"
Jeanne turned me a dark look, said
. nothing. We continued down the road
in silence broken By an occasional
word Of small talk. l stole glance
a.. Jeanne now and then and observed
that her face was as flushed ms a
girls. But | was not prepared for
the sudden gush OF frank excitement
with which she cried out as we were
turning in at the wooden gate in n
red brick wall that led to Mr.. Perry's
place.
This Is The Hedgerow. Isn't that
nice. inviting namc:'
Very" I said drfly and somewhat
distract because / was sure / heard
cracking behind the hedge on the
right and in the direction of The
Birches.
But the wisp Of sound I heard back
Of the box hedge which met the red
brick wall at right angles, was drown
rd By sudden rush Of excitement as
three dogs and a man projected them
selves out Of the front door and came
down the path to greet us. The dogs
were an awkward Aircdnlc, a vaddling
bull and a superb Belgian police dog.
The Airedalc cavorted and fairly flung
himself at us. The bull shifted Sus-
pciously. The police dog growlCd.
But at word from the magnificent
figure OF manhood who STROBE in their
midst, they quieted down and dropped
into the background.
Welcome to The Hsdgcrow," said
Nicholas Perry. coming forward an
other step or two, and reaching out
his hands to encompass Jeanic's in
his grip. The entire family grcctS
you. Old Nick and his hcdgchogs'
as Mrs. Cruikshank calls us in her rare
moments OF wrath, welcome you TO
their clustered Hedgerow."
Shaking hands with me in the per
functOry manner in which college boys
greet the chaperor' Of prom house
party, Mr.. Perry slipped Jcanic's
hand under his arm and led the way
10 the front door Of n big rambling
house Of gray shingles, red shutters
and roof.
As We entered the enormous hall
which divided the house in two, n
little old lady came hobbling toward
us from the front room on the right
which was evidently living and din
ingroom.
81 make you welcome to Hedge
row." she pipcd even before Mr.. Per
ry could present us.
Jcanic was very gracious to the
tiny gnarlcd figure with its silver
white hair, big blue eyes, indomitablc
mouth and nervous hands. While the
two were exchanging greetings, some
thing made me turn back toward the
front door through which We had en-
tered. The dogs were outside, look
ing like scntinels RS they lay on the
porch. Suddenly | saw figure dart
from behind the box hedge on the
left and rush to the step and touch
the big police dog. The animal turned
his head, considering the girl before
him for moment and then got up
and followed her. 1t all happened so
fast that | was hardly sure whether
/ had seen or dreamed the little pan
Drama. But the slim. dryad figure in
dngy green with flying dull gold hair
was reminiscent Of some one and so
I felt sure / hadn't merely imagined
her.
"ArIette" I said suddenly. half un.
der my breath. rs ] realized that il
was of May Valleau the girl reminded
me.
"Ill he putting the kettle on to
brew. Master Nicky," she said. amaz-
ingly to the giant. You take Mrs.
Jamie Harrison and Miss Harrison to
rne studio while I'm making ready and
saying, my say to silly childer who
need TO get their come uppauccs."
she hobblcd away.
Wait" said Jeanne brcathleSsly 10
Nicholas Perry. I'm not Miss Har-
rjson. I'm not Miss Anybody I'm |
Mrs. Patrick Dalton"
quite So" said Mr.. Perry after
moment Of absolute silence. shall |
we see the studio now
Jeanics face was 4 study. II it |
hadn't been too absurd I should have |
thought she looked disappointed at the |
ralmnoss with which Mr. Perry re- |