New Britain herald., 1926-06-24

|StTlOuSlF that S4F CpuiIA | uO all thing but believe him.
 "Is that why you wouldn't go back, and live with me in The Nest ?" he asked, after a pause.
 But she shook her head, and in
 his arms, she bgean 10 cry again. He ,knew then what she was crying for land why she had refused 10 go back 10 The Nest after the baby had died. IL was because the baby was no longer there.
 But I have you still have lyou." Aunt Agony heard her sob, as she stood outside the door, listen ing breathlessly with her ear against the crack, My Ranny. My Ranny."
 Her Ranny, indeed" Aunt Agony said to herself with a silent sniff, And a pretty rotten reed to tie to he is-Her Ranny, her booby is more like it."
 The next morning she and Sylvia had a long talk.
 Fanny had made Sylvia promise to stay with him at Mother Phelps house while they looked around for q new home of their own. And she and Aunt Agony were packing her clothes into two suitcases that lay open on the bed.
 All right, you go back and live with him if you want to-" her aunt said. as she picked Up Sylyia's toilet things from the old dresser. "But don't come whining 10 me the next time you leave him, because I won't itake you in, again-I don't want 10 come between any man and his wife. but Ranny-'' Sylvia had stopped listening to her. An automobile had stopped in tn the street, and she ran 10 the window.
 II was Eanny. come for her. and 1 a look Of such welcome and hap piness flashed across her face. as she waved at him, that Aunt Agony never finished her sentence.
 What was the use? When q wom- an was fool enough 10 love a man the way her niece loved Ranny i Phelps. the best thing everybody icould do was to do nothing, and say nothing.
 ! So Aunt Agony said nothing more. But she gave Ranny q look he never forgot when he came up the stairs for Sylvias bags.
 Now, remember, no more non sense, young fellow" she snapped at him, If ;bero is, I'll take things in hand myself. this time, as sure as the Lord made little green apples"
 But Sylvia was sure that every thing was going 10 be smooth sail ing from now on.
 She was sure that Fanny had learned his lesson. He said so. He said that he had found out, during those weeks when she had hidden herself away from him. that no other woman in the world meant anything 10 him-He was through with the Fuss Marches, and inc Elsie Leopolds He belonged 10 his wife, and only to his wife, from now on. So he said.
 And Sylvia felt that the Tauhe car that bore them away from the Bleak street house. was carrying them into q new life Of happiness and understanding She bent her head. and kissed the back of Ran nv's driving glove with adoring lips.
 CHAPTER NLVIII
 Sylvia had never known the lux urv of being an invalid before.
 If was q new experience for her 10 lie until noon in the big. soft bed in her room at Mother Phelps house.
 Ranny would come in softly and kiss her when he left for the office, and she would smile drowsily up at him and then go back to sleep again.
 She never had breakfast before ten o'clock, and she always had il in bed
 Julia. the cook, would bring it up to her on q snowy tray, with the morning paper folded beside if. And Sylvia would lie back on the pillows and drink her hot chocolate and read the news, looking as Fay said one morning, Hike the worlds laZi- est chorus girl"
 "I can't stay more than q minute Fay told her, sitting down on the edge of the bed "Eddie's father and mother are visiting us, and I'm so busy that my feet won't fit on a limb. I'm going to take them out for lunch and to the movies, this afternoon
 Sylvia looked at her thouGhtfully.
 Fav didn't seem so restless and unhappy as she had been for the last year. She wasn't the kind of person who would ever become sci tiled, but there was q contented look in her well painted face.
 By the way. Fay" Sylvia said, trying to appear off-hand, "What ever happened 10 that ridinE-master you used to be so wild about. Jim that was his name, wasn't it?'
 Fay looked as innocent as baby, "Oh. Jim? I'd forgotten all about him." she answered lightly, He saw me one day without my eye brow paint on, and after that he didn't call me up quite as much as he'd been doing
 Sylvia knew that that was a fib. of course. But she realized that Fay didn't want her to talk about Jim.
 You know, after all Eddie's pretty good sort" she added, after little pause, He may not look like tailor's model, but he's awfully dependable and comfortable, I've had my little flirtations since l mar ried, and l admit it. But they're all over. now"
 ! Looking at her, Sylvia wondered how long Fay would feel like this about Eddie.
 She wondered ,ow long it would 1 be before Fay would fall in love